Huh!

 Hohu~

In the biting cold wind, Yang Yu was hitting a gray short, with his cuffs, his fists and feet shaking, and he hit the snow in the wind.

His figure was rising and falling, moving with the wind, his steps seemed to rise and fall. Wherever he passed, a large area of ​​snow rose and fell, and was extinguished by his claws.

After a long time, he slowly closed his fists, breathed, and sweated.

"If you fist and toe, you will be the most fierce to capture it! If you don't move, you will be gone. If you move, you will break the muscles and bones and grab the internal organs. Some Qingzhou Army's masters will be like evil tigers, extremely fierce."

Wang Wu, whose injuries improved a lot, stood aside with his hands behind his back and commented from time to time:

"You have entered the house."

Tan Hong looked at him expressionlessly, but he was really envious.

The sword technique has been superb and the claws are so good, which really makes him feel a little unstable.

“It’s just a little progress.”

Putting away the shelves, Yang Yu also smiled a little.

Martial arts are ultimately the way to fight. With the experience of fighting in the previous few wars, his martial arts have made great progress in the past half month.

The tiger-shaped grasping hand has made considerable progress, but the most progress is the iron crotch skill.

Wang Wuwai's practice skills are far higher than his, so he can naturally give him more guidance. Some tips seem simple, but they will never be able to imagine them without pointing them out.

For example, this iron crotch skill.

The same way to transport qi and blood to nourish it, after being guided by the King of Five, the progress was as fast as possible.

"Good is good, bad is bad! Since you want to practice martial arts, you should keep your three-point evil spirits. You must not be too evil or too good."

Wang Wu said, and took the exit bag and threw it to Yang Yu:

"I went down the mountain last night and took out your reward! I clicked a little, and it would be a lot less."

“Grandpa is righteous.”

Yu Yang was in a better mood, so he took the purse and weighed it.

I really started counting.

Wang Wu, who was beside him, stared at him, and Tan Hong, who also received the reward, smiled bitterly.

How can I take a face-to-face inventory?

"The money and goods are all done, and the old man will be free. Don't want too much, but not less."

Yang Yu leaned against the birch tree, and as soon as he opened it, he immediately started shouting:

"This is wrong, right? Why are there some bottles and jars? Golden sore medicine? Or what?"

"What, just silver?"

Wang Wu cursed angrily:

"Things without vision! Let me tell you, what is in these bottles and jars is the real good thing! Warm blood and energy, increase internal energy, and internal and external trauma medicine!

There is no way, you will never be able to buy it in your life!”

"Heavy nourish blood and qi and increase internal energy? It is indeed a good practice among the public, and there are such good things."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yu's eyes lit up.

A few days ago, he had already cultivated the "My Mother Want to You to Accept Qi Record" to the third level. Unfortunately, due to the blood exchange level, he could not make any progress.

What he was most concerned about at this time was to nourish blood and qi and increase internal energy.

The former determines the height of his internal and external practice, while the latter determines the power and durability of his various martial arts.

but……

“There is no need for golden sore medicine.”

"Um?"

After taking two bottles of golden sore medicine, Wang Wu raised his eyebrows:

"Where is no one who won't be killed when people are in the world? Are you sure you don't want it?"

"If you change it to a warm and nourish blood and energy, break the skin, how is it worth wasting medicine?"

After putting away the package, Yang Yu was very interested in trying it now.

If you can make Wang Wuzhen respect it, this thing should be useful.

"for you."

He threw two porcelain bottles over.

After both of them were counting, Wang Wu nodded, took out another package and handed it to Yang Yu:

"This is the pension of those brothers. Take it and send it to the city after you return to the city..."

"Sir, aren't you going back to the city?"

Tan Hong's face changed.

Austr Yang was stunned at first, and then he thought of something.

"Just now, I went back to the parody and took a look. As expected, someone dug up the grave and counted the bodies."

Wang Wu had no expression on his face.

Tan Hong looked ugly: "Sir, I think they are looking for our bodies?"

"Yes or no, I can't go back to the city with you this time."

Wang Wu's tone was cold and hard, and he was loud and loud:

"Even if I don't show up, no one dares to touch you two."

"good."

After solemnly taking the package, Yang Yu asked about Heishan City again.

"No one should believe it except Wang Fobao."

Wang Wu said decisively.

"Wang Fobao is probably to blame for the fact that Heishan is now?"

Tan Hong gritted his teeth.

After this incident, he, who had no good feelings for the Heishan County government, became even more disgusted.

"In this muddy water in Heishan County, even if Wang Fobao is covered with iron, how many nails can he make?"

Wang Wu shook his head:

"You guys underestimate that county magistrate too much."

As he said that, his eyes fell on Yang Yu: "Liu Wenpeng is the best at shooting the Six Confucian Arts. Those who underestimate him are all dead."

Yu Yang was shocked.

Before, he had the idea of ​​touching the Liu Mansion in the middle of the night and shaving the county magistrate's head and throat.

"If the people do not fight with the officials, remember, remember."

Seeing that Yang Yu did not speak, Wang Wu warned again.

He knew that this kid was not a modest master.

"I have always abide by the law, don't worry, sir."

Yu Yang smiled.

"Okay, you guys go back."

Wang Wu waved his hand and was about to leave.

"etc."

Yang Yu called Wang Wu again and asked him if he had any unnecessary weapons, or antiques that were a little old.

"If you don't need it, you will naturally sell it. Which one should keep many used items?"

Wang Wu shook his sleeves impatiently and wanted to leave.

Tan Hong, who had been frowning, raised his head and said solemnly:

"Sir, how much money will it cost to move your family to Anding County?"

"Um?"

  …

There were more than ten people when they left, but no one saw him off.

When we came, there were many people greeting us.
To be continued...