Lu Zicong raised his eyes and glanced at her. The woman opposite had just finished taking a bath. Her originally clear and delicate face was even more white and pink. Even her dark and bright eyes seemed to be infected by the water vapor and became moist.

, very beautiful, more beautiful than usual.

He quickly lowered his eyes: "No need, just take care of yourself... I will check the information myself."

"Oh." Sikong Qingying responded, but sat next to Lu Zicong with no intention of leaving.

She tilted her head, her long black hair hanging down, wet and dripping with water. Her long ink-colored hair made her white and tender face look smaller and whiter.

There was a faint fragrance, I don't know if it was coming from Sikong Qingying's hair or body floating towards Lu Zicong, which made Lu Zicong unable to concentrate on his work.

Lu Zicong felt a little angry.

He couldn't help but glare at Sikong Qingying again: "Can your hair dry like this? Don't you know how to dry it? Go... do what you have to do, don't hinder me here."

Sikong Qingying was now sure that Lu Zicong didn't need her help, so she quickly got up and ran inside to wipe her hair. She saw that Lu Zicong looked wrong just now, and she was wondering if Lu Zicong wanted to ask her for help but couldn't tell her, so she came here specially to take a look.

In the case of Lu Zicong, I didn’t expect to be lectured by Lu Zicong again.

It was already two-quarters of an hour after Sikong Qingying dried her hair. Her hair was very long and a lot, and she wasn't very good at taking care of it. The most she could do was tie it into a ponytail with a hair tie.

She was bored again, but Lu Zicong was busy studying the Book of Immortality and didn't control her. Seeing how serious Lu Zicong was, Sikong Qingying neither dared nor felt embarrassed to disturb her. Because Lu Zicong didn't let her go out, she simply left.

go out.

She was now disguised as a man, and the man's appearance was the same as Lu Zicong's appearance. In a place like this, she was very outstanding.

Those women, whether they are young or old, all like to chat with her.

Sikong Qingying felt that these ancient people were honest, enthusiastic and very friendly.

A few days later, after Lu Zicong finished studying the Book of Immortality, he happily said to Sikong Qingying: "Pack your things, let's leave here."

"Leave here?" Sikong Qingying looked at Lu Zicong doubtfully.

Lu Zicong's glazed peach blossom eyes were full of smiles:

"Yes, I have recently obtained some good prescriptions. I want to find medicines and refine them." As a doctor, Lu Zicong became obsessed with medicine for more than a day or two.

"Oh, okay." Sikong Qingying went to pack things obediently, and he packed them up in a short while. In fact, except for a few clothes, there was nothing else he needed to bring. What made Sikong Qingying feel amazing was that before leaving,

Lu Zicong unexpectedly transformed into a horse out of nowhere.

Sikong Qingying's eyes were shining brightly as she stared straight at the brown horse. She wanted to get closer and touch it a few times, but the horse was too tall and looked majestic, which made her intimidated.

"Doctor Lu, do we want to go out on horseback?"

Lu Zicong hung Bi Xiao on his waist: "Yes."

"But why just a horse?"

Lu Zicong paused his hand and looked up at Sikong Qingying: "Can you ride a horse?"

This horse has been with him for many years and is quite spiritual. When he is not riding it, he usually leaves it in the nearby woods and only finds it when he needs it. He is usually used to walking around alone, but he forgets to give it to Sikong.

Qingying also bought a horse.

"No." Sikong Qingying shook her head.

"That's it, let's ride one."

"Great." Knowing that she could ride such a tall horse, Sikong Qingying was very excited and put aside her previous worries.

Lu Zicong put the few luggage on the back of the horse. After the yard was locked, he got on the horse and stretched out his hand to Sikong Qingying who was waiting below: "Come."

Sikong Qingying put his hand in Lu Zicong's hand, pedaled the horse, and struggled to climb up the horse. After climbing for a long time, Lu Zicong shook his head helplessly, bent down directly, and held Sikong Qingying's hand with one hand.

With one hand, he held Sikong Qingying's waist and led her onto the horse.

"Wow~ I didn't expect it to be quite high when you sit on it."

Lu Zicong pretended not to hear her at all, ignored her, waved the reins and drove away.

As soon as the horse walked away, Sikong Qingying, who was sitting in front of Lu Zicong, fell backwards with inertia and suddenly bumped into Lu Zicong's arms.

Sikong Qingying was sitting in front of Lu Zicong. Now that the collision felt awkward, she immediately sat up straight and tried to distance the two of them.

Regarding her behavior, Lu Zicong just looked down at her and said nothing.

As soon as they took off, their whereabouts were revealed.

There were many people following them, but Sikong Qingying had no idea about it, and Lu Zicong just pretended not to know.

Now that Sikong Qingying has become like this, let alone the subordinates of Xuanyuan Mingzhao and Yin Ziheng following him, even if the Emperor of Dajing and the patron saint himself come, they may not be able to let Sikong Qingying leave with them.

However, one thing that Lu Zicong was quite satisfied with was that although Xuanyuan Mingzhao and Yin Ziheng followed them, they rarely showed up and squatted in the corner without disturbing them.

In comparison, those who seek medical treatment are much less self-aware.

"Divine Doctor Lu, my father is the master of the Junzi Hall. He was plotted by a cult a few days ago. I asked Divine Doctor Lu to treat my father for the sake of the righteousness of the martial arts world."

Lu Zicong's romantic brows and eyes were calm, and there was a cynical smile on his handsome face. As if he didn't see the person kneeling in front of the horse, he said coldly from his thin lips: "No help." Two.

After saying these words, he drove his horse forward without fear that the person kneeling in front of the horse would be trampled to death by its hooves.

Fortunately, the other party was not foolish and filial. He was rejected by Lu Zicong and quickly ducked away when he saw the horse's hooves coming towards him.

"Mr. Lu, if you take action, I, the Junzitang, will give you ten thousand taels of gold."

Lu Zicong didn't seem to hear, whipping his horse, leaving only a pile of smoke and dust raised by the horse's hooves.

They had just dumped one, but two or three miles away, another person blocked their way: "Mr. Lu, I am the deputy owner of the Huanjian Building. Our owner accidentally went crazy while practicing martial arts and fell into a coma. Please ask Dr. Lu for help with diagnosis and treatment."

Lu Zicong gave the other party a faint glance: "Do you have Yunxu Cream in Huanjian Tower?"

Yunxu ointment is a magical medicine that can reconnect muscles and bones. It was made by his master. Although he can make it, the materials are too hard to find, so he is too lazy to make it. However, this thing is quite important. Lu Zicong wants to collect it.

A little in case of emergencies.

"yes."

"Very good. At noon tomorrow, Mr. Lu will stay at the Liquor Inn in Fenglin Town. You can ask someone to take your host to the Liquor Inn... Remember, you need to bring Yunxu Gao."

There was joy on the other person's face.

"Yes, thank you Divine Doctor Lu."

This intellectual interest disappeared after receiving Lu Zicong's words.

Sikong Qingying was in Lu Zicong's arms. Along the way, she saw all kinds of people coming to Lu Zicong for medical treatment. She was very impressed.

"It turns out you are so powerful, others call you a miracle doctor."

The corner of Lu Zicong's mouth was slightly raised, the glazed peach blossom eyes were shining with charming light, and the suave, confident and unrestrained style on his handsome face made people couldn't help but feel heartbroken when they looked at it: "I said, in this world, there is no one with medical skills who can match

There are only a handful of people who can match me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of hunting wind, and then a cold voice said: "What a strong tone, Lu Zicong, if you are so powerful, why do you run away every time you see me?"

What followed was a purple figure.

The man was not riding a horse, and was carrying a long sword on his back. He seemed to be walking beside them relying on his profound internal strength and lightness skills. The man's face was handsome and demonic, and he wore a hazy purple robe outside his white inner robe.

With his movements, the purple gauze fluttered. Looking from a distance, he looked free and at ease, but there was an evil look on his face, adding a bit of arrogance to him.

It's him, Yi Haomiao!

Lu Zicong's face changed slightly, and before he could react, Yi Haomiao drew his sword and struck at him in the lightning flash. He quickly picked up Sikong Qingying and flew up. The next moment, Lu Zicong reflexively wanted to leave, but thought of being

Sikong Qingying, who he held in his arms, calmed down.

He had been hiding from Yi Haomiao for so many years, not because he was afraid of Yi Haomiao, but because Yi Haomiao had misunderstood him and wanted to kill him, and the two of them were equally matched in medical and martial arts, even if they fought for ten days and nights,

It may not be possible to tell the winner.

After so many years of chasing and fighting, Lu Zicong was already a little tired of it.

He took out Bixiao from his waist and blocked Yi Haomiao's long sword: "Yi Haomiao, have you had enough? After so many years, don't you still understand? You can't kill me, and I can't defeat you. You come and chase me."

Killing me will do nothing but waste time."

Yi Haomiao's face turned livid: "No matter what, I will kill you to avenge He Xi!"

"Yi Hexi's death has nothing to do with me!" Lu Zicong frowned: "I never touched her, and it was her choice to jump off the cliff. It has nothing to do with me!!!"

Talking about the past, veins popped out on Yi Haomiao's forehead: "Lu Zicong, you are a beast who was kicked out of your home for adultery and your brother and sister-in-law. How can I trust you?!" The long sword in his hand stabbed out again.

These two past events are Lu Zicong's heartache.

Lu Zicong hates others mentioning his affairs in the Lu family and his junior sister.

He was obviously really angry.

"Stop, Yi Haomiao, if you want to kill me, I will give you a chance."

Sikong Qingying was dazed as he listened to the sound of fighting. It took him a long time to realize that this was the move of the masters on TV.

Fortunately, Yi Haomiao didn't want to hurt innocent people, and Lu Zicong protected her, so she was safe and sound. But now, she could only watch in stunned silence as the two people who were fighting in full swing suddenly stopped and started to confront each other.

Lu Zicong's words made her a little worried. Could it be that Lu Zicong planned to let the other party kill him?

No, she doesn't want anything to happen to Lu Zicong! If something happens to Lu Zicong, what will she do?

"Give me a chance to kill you?"
To be continued...