They sat down, and Wen Tingshan stretched out his wrist for Su Li to diagnose.
Su Li's fingertips touched Wen Tingshan's pulse, and her perception immediately spread to Wen Tingshan's whole body. She was shocked by the severity of his internal injuries.
Five ribs were broken, almost 40% of his tendons and vessels were broken, and his internal organs were damaged and bleeding. It was terrible.
In addition, there were more than a dozen breaths left in his tendons and vessels. That was to say, along the way, Wen Tingshan had fought with at least a dozen practitioners in the same realm or higher realm, and he had successfully escaped.
With such a serious injury, he could suppress and assassinate her as if nothing had happened. Besides, he still had the upper hand in a head-on fight. Was this Wen Tingshan?! If he was in his heyday, she was afraid that she could not defeat him …
Su Li faintly felt that she seemed to have a great fighter.
"Did I scare you …"
Wen Tingshan forced a stiff and ugly smile on his face, "You should have thought of this when you agreed with us. The elders of the Wanjian Sect are not easy to deal with. It was not easy for me to escape."
The Wanjian Sect?!
The people from the 10,000 Swords Pavilion were actually chasing after him. Wasn't he from the 10,000 Swords Pavilion?
Su Li's expression remained unchanged, but her mind was slightly shocked. Wen Tingshan seemed to have misunderstood something. It seemed that she not only picked up a great senior, but also picked up a big trouble …
After thinking for a moment, Su Li raised her head and said, "The self-healing ability of seniors in the longevity realm is extremely strong. Your external injuries have been healed for a long time, and only severe internal injuries are left. The state of your body is really a mess. Any warrior of the inborn realm would vomit blood and fall to the ground in such a situation. It's not wise for you to move with the genuine energy of the longevity realm. You need to stay in bed and rest. Leave the recuperation to me … "
Wen Tingshan looked at Su Li murmuring and taking out a piece of paper to write down the prescription. The vigilance and vigilance in his eyes slowly faded away. At this moment, Su Li really became a doctor, with a focused and sacred look.
The perfect combination of a poison master and a pharmacist was like the existence of half angel and half devil, revealing a strong evil spirit. But her angelic appearance made him unable to associate her with a poison master.
What a contradictory existence …
Wen Tingshan sighed in his heart. On the other side, Su Li also put down the pen and paper. She said with a smile, "Next, we have to ask Protector Shan to suffer for a period of bitter treatment."
When Wen Tingshan saw the dense treatment plans on the table, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Then he suddenly remembered something and shook his head, "I … I made an appointment with Wu Lirong to take your … to see her within three days."
"My head?"
Su Li smiled gently, "I don't have anything else, but I have a lot of skulls. I can lend them to you. By the way, I have never met the person who killed my mother. Protector Shan, please introduce me to him."
Su Li's tone was normal, as if she was visiting an old friend. But Wen Tingshan heard that the killing intent was more fierce than a hysterical cry for revenge.
He could understand how ruthless Su Li was to kill her mother, but … what did she mean by borrowing the head?
After a quarter of an hour, Wen Tingshan put on his original clothes, put on a bamboo hat and stood in the stone room. Looking at a large number of coffins in the stone room, he finally understood what Su Li meant by "there are a lot of skulls".
Su Li pointed to the new twenty coffins and said, "These are the corpse puppets robbed from the Lianshi Cult. No matter how you use them, you won't feel distressed. Since you can make Wu Lirong fake her death, it should not be difficult for you to disguise the corpse puppets, right?"
Wen Tingshan nodded blankly. The corpse puppets robbed …
He had also heard of the Lianshi Cult. It was a top force in the martial arts circle. Such a force should be robbed by Su Li …
Looking at the twenty corpse puppets, all of which were above the inborn realm, Wen Tingshan could imagine how painful it would be for the Lianshi Cult to lose these corpse puppets.
At this time, Yin Xuetong pushed the door and came in. Seeing Wen Tingshan with a cold face, she said, "Protector Shan, nice to meet you!"
Wen Tingshan was stunned, and then nodded gently. He didn't know why there was a strange feeling in his heart. When he was called "First Senior Fellow Apprentice" by thousands of disciples in the Wanjian Sect, he didn't feel anything.
"Su Li, most of the faces of the twenty corpse puppets were injured by hidden weapons before, and they need to be repaired. Only the faces of No.14 and No.16 are intact and can be used for disguise. "
Yin Xuetong opened a booklet and said. She had a detailed record of the various military arrangements in the Linli Building. She was shocked when she saw Su Li refining the corpse puppets. She felt that the skill of refining the corpse was too terrifying.
Later, after the rainy night in the Wu Family, Yin Xuetong's cognition was immediately distorted by Su Li. With her own ability and profound insight, Su Li easily let the people of the Lianshi Cult and the Hehuan Sect bite each other. She was so wise!
"Then I will use No.16." Su Li sat down and made a decision. She asked casually, "By the way, where is Qu Qingning? Why didn't I see him just now?"
Hearing the name of Qu Qingning, Wen Tingshan's eyes were immediately brighter than light bulbs. His wolf-like eyes immediately made Yin Xuetong's scalp numb. Yin Xuetong smiled awkwardly and said, "Qingning said … he wanted to go out to avoid the trouble."
What did he do?
Su Li was confused. She really didn't know what Qu Qingning did. But judging from Wen Tingshan's angry look, it was probably not a good thing.
Hearing that Qu Qingning slipped away, Wen Tingshan snorted coldly and said in a deep voice, "He has self-awareness. Otherwise, even if you stop me, I will beat him up!"
At this moment, Qu Qingning, who had hidden out of the city, was lying on the crooked tree on the low hill beside the official road. His face was full of bad luck. Hearing that Yin Xuetong told him that Wen Tingshan not only surrendered, but also was a senior of the longevity realm, he was so scared that his face turned green.
If he had known that Wen Tingshan was a senior of the longevity sword, he would not have offended him anyway. Fang Mu clearly knew it, but he didn't remind him.
"I didn't bring any money, so I can only go to the mountain to hunt. I am thinking about how to go back …"
Qu Qingning scratched his head and couldn't think of a way to deal with it. He could only turn over and jump off the crooked tree. He was about to rush to the depths of the forest.
At this moment, a long caravan appeared on the official road. Qu Qingning fixed his eyes on it and immediately saw the flag in front of the caravan from a distance.
"It turns out to be the cloth shop under the jurisdiction of the embroidery workshop in Yunjing City. But doesn't the cloth shop in Yunjing only transport goods into the city every half a month? The last time they entered the city was less than ten days ago. Why did they come again … "
With the help of Qu Lu, they were very well-informed. They knew the inflow channels of various forces in Yunjing City. The cloth shop shortened the delivery time. If there was no accident, some people from the martial arts circle sneaked into the city.
"Tut tut, don't worry. There are still two months before the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month!"
Qu Qingning murmured. Suddenly, he fixed his eyes and saw an acquaintance.
A young manservant mingled with the shop assistants in the cloth shop kept his head down and walked with the caravan. It seemed that he was tired of bowing his head. He raised his head and moved. Coincidentally, Qu Qingning saw his face.
Lin Yanxing!
Wasn't he Lin Yanxing?!
Qu Qingning was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out. How long had it been since Lin Yanxing was exiled last year? Not only was he saved on the way of exile, but he also recovered and could move so quickly?
Being stared at by Qu Qingning, Lin Yanxing suddenly felt something. He suddenly turned his head and saw a crooked tree swaying in the wind. He was confused. Then someone seemed to say something to him. He immediately lowered his head and walked with the caravan again.
Qu Qingning hid behind him and swallowed. He was covered with a layer of cold sweat.
Wow, this guy not only recovered, but also made rapid progress in cultivation. He could even find that Qu Qingning was peeping at him.
"Which force is it? Their medical skills are comparable to Su Li's. It is not easy for the Wu Family to be cleaned up in the city. It seems that there are many ruthless people coming …"
Qu Qingning murmured and watched the caravan go away. Suddenly, his eyes brightened. If he told Su Li about this, he might be able to get protection from Wen Tingshan!
"Ha-ha, Lin Yanxing, you are really my savior!" Qu Qingning was excited and immediately went back.
…
At this moment, Wen Tingshan quietly left the Linli Building. He put on a bamboo hat and took the ball-shaped thing wrapped in rags. He silently walked through the alley and returned to the bungalow where he hid. He was completely silent.
He didn't need to do anything more. Wu Lirong would definitely come within three days.
In the past three days, Wu Lirong had been secretly monitoring the Affiliated School of the National Academy. Since Su Li went out in the morning two days ago, she had never come back. At this moment, the people of the Lord Rui's Mansion had sent troops to search the whole city quietly. The news had not spread yet, but she couldn't help being excited.
That senior took action!
Sure enough, Su Li had no chance to resist in the hands of such a person. As long as she went to the bungalow again, she might see Su Li's bloody head.
But she didn't dare!
At least not now. Although the senior knew that she faked her death, he didn't know that she had lost the ability to send people of the Wu Mansion. If she went there and was exposed, she might die in the hands of that person.
The horror of a few days ago was still vivid in Wu Lirong's mind. Fear and viciousness flashed in her eyes. She had to find a way to deal with it.
Time went by unknowingly. On the third day, the people of the Lord Rui's Mansion had been searching crazily and alarmed the city guards. They gradually intended to expand the search scope. Wu Lirong was afraid that Wen Tingshan would escape directly. Although she was not fully prepared, she still went to the bungalow.
As soon as she opened the door, Wu Lirong smelled a bloody smell. Her pupils shrank and she saw Wen Tingshan still sitting in the original position. There was a head wrapped in white cloth beside him. She looked happy and wanted to confirm it, but she was scolded by Wen Tingshan,
"Wait!"
Wu Lirong was slightly stiff, "Senior, why …"
Wen Tingshan's eyes were cold. Although he joined Su Li, he still wanted to confirm some things.
"I have done two things for you. When will you send someone to help me find Ning Qing?"
Hearing Wen Tingshan's cold question, Wu Lirong had already prepared for it. She promised without panic, "Don't worry! In the three days when you were busy killing Su Li, I was not idle. I had already sent someone to investigate the news. Now I have invited all the Ning Qing in Yunjing City back to the Wu Mansion. As long as you show me their heads, I will bring them to you immediately. "
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