The Second Immortal Road

　　 It has been six or seven days since Han Ming returned to the camp. After treatment with special medicines, many of the injuries on his leg have been scabs, and he is no longer bloody. He can recover after a few months if he wants to come back.

　　 Zhu Yiwen saw that Han Ming’s leg injury healed a lot, so he no longer had the idea of ​​sending Han Ming back to Zhu Chiyuan. He just let Han Ming stay in the car honestly and was not allowed to go out casually.

　　 The black guards here didn't get the order from Zhu Chiyuan, so they stayed here and did not leave. They continued to clean up the scattered spies. Han Ming was also happy. It is better to stay in the car all day to practice than to run to the front line desperately.

　　 This day, more than a hundred people came to the Black Guard camp, which completely broke the silence here. Most of these people were wearing Zhu family-style martial arts robes. If you look closely at the lowest level, they turned out to be Black Guards with the B type.

There are five people headed by this group. One is the Merry Jiazi dressed in a wide, slender, spotless white robe, holding a two-foot-long jade flute in his hand. It is polished, and it is very extraordinary at first glance.

There is also a tight-fitting gray martial robes, with an extremely ordinary face, and there is no such arrogance that a warrior should have. If he were not for standing with the few people headed by him, no one would think that he was an ordinary man in the street market. Hawker.

　　 There is also a whole body covered in a large black robe, his expression is not clear, but there is a faint suffocation all over the body, standing there quietly, without being with anyone.

　　 Next to the black-robed man, there was a big man with strong yellow clothes. His whole body was bulging like a horned dragon. He stood there like a small tower, very imposing.

There is also a beautiful woman in a scarlet dress. She is about twenty-seven or eighteen years old. She has curving eyebrows, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her flawless skin with a hint of pink looks very slippery. Tender.

　　 "Brother, guess what the origin of these people are!" Zhu Yiwen was sitting in the carriage with Han Ming, raising the curtains and secretly looking outside. They didn't need to go out to meet these people.

"It's not difficult! Three of the five leaders have seen it, so do you still have to guess? The yellow man is Huang Sha, and the black man who covers the stranger is Hei Sha. The white robe has taught us to choose skills before. The method is that he let us use the Huayuan Sword Art to lay the foundation of swordsmanship! It is Huang Zhi, the right palm of the Huayi Sect."

　　 "I know you know the three of them. I want you to see the remaining two." Zhu Yiwen pointed to the remaining two.

　　 "It's still not difficult! You see that the gray-robed man is extremely ordinary, and he walks so close to the right palm, so a fool can guess that he is Qianhuan Langjun, and also Qiu Pi, the left palm of the sect.

　　 As for the identity of the woman in red, it’s very interesting, don’t you know me, big brother! "Han Ming looked at Zhu Yiwen with a smile, with a hint of gloat in his eyes.

　　 "Why look at me like this, I, of course I know each other, now I'm asking you to guess, you guess!" Zhu Yiwen just doesn't know how to lie. When he lied, he couldn't speak, and he could tell it at a glance.

"Haha, well, big brother knows! Then I will come to guess the identity of this woman, big brother come and see if it makes sense." Han Ming smiled and interrupted Zhu Yiwen quickly, with a more gloating expression in his eyes. Many.

"The identity of this red-robed woman should be very high, at least equal to the other four, and her skills should not be any weaker than them. That's easy to guess. I remember that there is no such master in the Zhu family, secretly. And she won’t come out in such an upright manner. Then she is very likely to be the master of the Chi family! I remember that there is a master named Mei Niangzi in the Chi family, which is very similar to the one in front of me!" Han Ming said with a smile. He looked at Zhu Yiwen again, with sympathy in his eyes.

　　 "Ah, it turned out to be from the Chi family, right? No wonder I don't know it." Zhu Yiwen muttered in a low voice.

　　Han Ming’s hearing is extremely terrifying. He can even hear the movements of a bug more than ten feet away. As long as Zhu Yiwen speaks, he can hear clearly, but he has a calm expression and completely assumes he hasn’t heard.

　　 "Master, this Mei lady has another identity, then this identity is interesting, and it is related to you!" Han Ming chuckled.

　　 "What can it have to do with me!" Zhu Yiwen still looked outside, and answered Han Ming absently.

　　 Han Ming leaned against the wooden board behind him and said slowly: "This Mei lady is the only aunt of a certain lady in the Chi family. This lady's name seems to be Chi Yanyan."

　　 "What, she is Yanyan's aunt!" Zhu Yiwen turned his head abruptly, then grabbed Han Ming's shoulder and shook it.

"Don't shake, I'm still hurt. If you shake it again, I will become lame. Besides, if you shake me to death, she is still Yanyan's aunt!" Han Ming smiled brightly, preparing to watch Zhu Yiwen Jokes.

Zhu Yiwen seemed extremely at a loss at this time, completely embarrassed by his son-in-law seeing his mother-in-law. He heard Yanyan talk about this aunt, but he had never seen it. He knew that Chi Yanyan's relationship with this aunt was not a mother-daughter but better than a mother-daughter. Mother and daughter.

　　 "What should I do, what should she do if she is not satisfied with me!" Zhu Yiwen opened a gap in the car curtain, took a peek at the situation outside, and then immediately lowered the car curtain, as if she was afraid of being discovered.

"Satisfaction is not enough. Your marriage is decided by the two heads of the family. No one can object. She is Yanyan's biological mother, but I don't think she might make you suffer a little bit, so that you will not dare to bully Yanyan in the future. Yan!" Han Ming moved his body back, and then he hung up on his face.

Zhu Yiwen's little face was bitter in an instant, and he looked outside secretly, but shrank back, and whispered: "It's over, my aunt is coming here, let me run, but where do I go? !"

　　 Han Ming stepped back again when he heard the words, decisively a little further away from Zhu Yiwen, looking like his upper body for fear of causing trouble.

　　 Sure enough, after a while, there was a sweet voice from outside the carriage: "Zhu boy, won't you come out to meet you if your aunt is here!"

　　 "Big brother, I guessed right, she is really Yanyan's aunt." Han Ming chuckled.

　　 Different from Han Ming, Zhu Yiwen’s small face was full of bitterness, and his eyes were fixed on Han Ming, hoping that Han Ming could give him some advice, but Han Ming shrank back again and waved his hands again and again to let Zhu Yiwen go out.

　　 Zhu Yiwen stared at Han Ming fiercely, then lifted the car curtain and got out, as if he was about to be taken to the execution ground.

　　 Zhu Yiwen was picked up by the red-robed woman with the collar in one hand as if he was picking up a chick when he went out.

After Zhu Yiwen was taken away, Han Ming devoted himself to practising an unknown verbal decision. What happened in this black guard team was not his turn to take care of a fifteen-year-old master. All he had to do was to cure the disease. Detoxification, as far as he is here, no one has much to do with him.

　　 But Han Ming hadn't practiced for too long, there was a strong voice from outside the carriage, Han Ming's eyes flashed with a different color, and he opened his mouth to let the people outside enter the carriage.

　　 The carriage shook for a while, and the curtain was lifted, and then a big man in a yellow robe got in. It was Huang Sha who had just arrived. He didn't expect to visit Han Ming the first time.

　　 "Huang commander's injury may not be complete yet! He should be recuperating for another year or a half, how come out to perform the task now!" Han Ming sat up straight, frowning and asked.

"Haha, I also want to stay in Zhu Chi Garden and cultivate well, but this time the frontline is really going to be fought a tragic battle, and Zhu Chiyuan's forces have been sent out to support the frontline. Although I have not yet Recovered full strength, but at any rate recovered a little, I can barely try my best. It's you, master, why are you injured like this? What are the black guards of the Jiazi number doing? Go back and let them enter the criminal law hall." Huang Sha Pointing to Han Ming's heavily wrapped calf, he looked very angry.

"I didn't blame the black guards at the time. After all, they were all drugged at the time. Commander Huang still shouldn't blame the black guards. They are still very responsible. I am just a trauma, so I don't need to worry about it. Commander Huang, your previous internal injury is far more serious than my minor injury~www.novelmt.com~ I haven't got your pulse for a few months after thinking about it, now I just happen to have it for you again!" Han Ming smiled slightly. Then he stretched out his hand from his sleeve with a shake of his arm, and stretched out towards Huang Sha.

　　 Huang Sha saw Han Ming want to pulse for himself, his eyes flashed with joy, he quickly stretched out his arm and placed it in front of Han Ming, allowing Han Ming to pinch his wrist.

Han Ming closed his eyes and sensed it carefully. After about a dozen breaths, Han Ming opened his eyes, and then frowned slightly and asked: "Commander Huang, there was a qi and blood retrograde one month ago, and his true qi was chaotic. After that every day before going to bed, I felt my chest suffocated, as if there was a big rock pressed on it, and every time I used my internal force, I didn’t feel sore all over my body in a quarter of an hour!"

　　 "I'm really very depressed in my chest now, and I can't use my true qi for a long time. If you think about it carefully, it really started from a blood retrograde a month ago." Huang Sha frowned, and replied with some doubts.

"You definitely want to restore your skills earlier and force your oppression potential. This is a bit too haste. It has caused the true qi to retrograde, the blood is deposited, and the heart is blocked. If you don't deal with it earlier, it may cause major problems. Fortunately, I checked it for you. Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't be solved in a few months. I found it early now, which is just a casual thing. Let me get rid of the bruises for you." Han Ming reached out and took out a cloth package and spread it flat. Open it, revealing dozens of silver needles inside.

"Take off your shirt. I will administer the needle to remove the blood for you now. The process may be a bit painful, but just be patient." Han Ming pinched a silver needle as soon as he slipped his finger and was about to insert it toward Huang Sha's chest. .

　　 "Haha, Master Ming, don't you know me? A little pain is nothing, it's okay, you just need to get the needle, if I snort, I won't be called Huang Sha." Huang Sha laughed.