Then he didn't care that many people were present, but he actually showed his cultivation.

In front of everyone, his figure suddenly shot towards the man.

Everyone felt a gust of wind passing by, and the afterimages were several times, and the emperor stopped again.

Including the officials from the southwest Jing Road, everyone who saw this scene was stunned, his eyes full of shock.

Even ordinary people can certainly see that Zhao Dongting's cultivation is extremely good. Even if they can't tell the difference between the state, they know that they must be very powerful.

"Will you make you look like this?"

His eyes were staring at the person in front of him, and Zhao Dongting's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his face was extremely cold.

Then he asked again: "Where is her?"

This person can't be described as being embarrassed, but it should be said to be quite miserable.

He was covered in dust and didn't even look very clear. His clothes were dirty from top to bottom, which was no different from the sloppy beggars on the street.

What's even worse is that his right leg was empty. The knots were tied at the bottom, covered in blood.

His legs should have disappeared from the knee.

"Please save her!"

This person is not someone else, but Xu Fuxing, an old soldier from the Song Dynasty. The old soldier who had worked as a military doctor in the imperial guards in the palace for the front office, "She was captured with a pillow, a pillow."

The pillow was naturally the little girl Cao pillow who followed him.

At the beginning, the two of them followed Zhao Dongting to Xiangyang City, and then Zhao Dongting continued to travel north and parted with them here.

But Cao Zhenwei said he wanted to go north to the front line, and he didn't know why Xu Fuxing was here. Moreover, the two of them had such a change.

"You get up first."

Zhao Dongting helped Xu Fuxing up, whose eyes were red, glanced at his empty trouser legs, with a stronger murderous intent in his eyes, "Let me tell me what's going on."

As he said that, he helped Xu Fuxing's shoulder, "Go and go to my carriage. I will let the miracle doctor show you your legs."

"This leg..."

Xu Fuxing smiled slightly bitterly, "The emperor forgot that Caomin used to be a doctor in the army. His leg was never cured from the moment he broke."

Although he was at his age, he had already taken a very indifferent view of the world. However, at this age, he was physically incomplete and still felt sad in his heart.

In fact, Zhao Dongting also knew that his legs were no longer connected?

Of course, the worshipers of the Baicao Hall of Wuding Hall are miraculous doctors, but even if the Baicao Valley is unparalleled, it is difficult to have the method of breaking the legs.

There is no way to preserve residual limbs these days. From a medical point of view, Xu Fuxing's legs must have been necrotic.

"well……"

Zhao Dongting sighed softly, but still helped Xu Fuxing walk towards his chariot.

The officials on the southwest road of Jingxi were all thinking.

I don’t know who this old man with severity is, but I even know the emperor. I don’t know how he became like this.

Everyone can see that the old man's legs have not been broken for a long time.

In this way, Zhao Dongting helped Xu Fuxing, who was covered in dirty body, into his chariot under the gaze of countless people.

During this process, he never said a word to the officials from the southwest Jing Road, or even looked at them directly.

This made the officials feel upset!

Although Xu Fuxing and the others did not know each other, it was not a good thing to happen in Xiangyang Prefecture. I just hope that in the end, it would be better not to involve Xiangyang Prefecture.

"Who made you like this?"

As soon as he arrived in the carriage, Zhao Dongting asked Xu Fuxing, whose murderous intent was not diminished.

When Jun Tianfang and others got into the car, he shouted coldly to the outside: "Go into the city!"

The chariot quickly walked forward slowly.

Xu Fuxing talked in the carriage about the reason why he would fall into such a situation.

He is an old soldier with cultivation. Although he is not a master, ordinary people still don’t think about what he does to him.

If he can break his legs, he is probably a martial arts practitioner.

"I and the pillow mattress separated from the Emperor. You went north to the front line. I asked if the pillow mattress would go back. She said that we should also go to the front line to rescue disasters and the poor. Although our grandfather and grandson are all very capable people, finally, this medical technique can save some people."

Zhao Dongting only frowned and didn't say anything.

Cao Zhenma and Xu Fuxing helped flood refugees at the foot of Hengshan Mountain. This kindness is beyond doubt.

The more Xu Fuxing said this, the more murderous intent he felt stronger.

"The Yuan army surrendered, and my pillow and I went back to Xiangyang first. I didn't expect that before we entered the city, we were intercepted by the dead soldiers."

"The dead man blocks the road?"

Zhao Dongting exclaimed in a low voice, "Who dares to raise dead soldiers now?"

Before he pacified the sects of the rivers and lakes and established the Wuding Sect, there were dead soldiers in the rivers and lakes, and it was not uncommon. But since then, the laws of the Song Dynasty gradually improved, and many people were unwilling to take risks and let the dead soldiers come forward. Zhao Dongting issued an order to make "dead soldiers" a banned word in the Song Dynasty.

I haven't heard of the Dead Soldier for some years, but I never thought that now it has emerged from the innermost part of Xu Fuxing.

"It seems like an ordinary man from the martial arts world, but he is undoubtedly a dead man."

Xu Fuxing said: "Caomin has a general cultivation level, and is not their opponents, and has his legs broken by them. Although they did not take Caomin's life, the coldness and murderous intent in their eyes are not a dead soldier, but definitely not. Caomin dares to assert that their hands are all people who have been stained with blood, and they are people who are used to killing."

"What did they stop you from doing?" Zhao Dongting asked again.

Xu Fuxing shook his head, "Caomin doesn't know, they just kidnapped the pillow. Caomin... has pursued it in the city, but there is no news."

"No wonder..."

Zhao Dongting said in his heart.

No wonder Xu Fuxing just now didn't say who kidnapped Cao Zhenma. It turned out that he didn't even find out who had taken the action.

Zhao Dongting frowned deeper and became silent.

He didn't ask Xu Fuxing if he had provoked anyone recently. Because if there were, Xu Fuxing himself would definitely think about that.

Xu Fuxing is not a simple-minded person.

I just don’t know who the group of dead soldiers ordered Cao Zhenwu to abduct Cao. Why did they abduct Cao Zhenwu?

Could it be that Cao's pillow is so beautiful?

Beauty is a poor life?

"Excellent Unknown."

Zhao Dongting shouted softly to the outside.

"emperor."

A sound came in quickly on the left side of the carriage.

Zhao Dongting said: "Go and check."

"yes."

Wuming agreed.

Although he was outside the chariot, with his cultivation level, he obviously heard what Xu Fuxing said just now.

Zhao Dongting turned around and said to Xu Fuxing: "Don't worry, Mr. Xu, I will definitely find a pillow girl, and I will also give you justice. You are an old soldier from our Song Dynasty. I will not let anyone go of those who have broken your legs."

"The grass people thank the emperor!"
Chapter completed!