Cao Zhan worked very hard and lost miserably.

He was like a furious giant beast, launching attacks again and again, and being knocked down by Ah Hu again and again. In the end, he couldn't remember how many rounds he had fought. He only knew that he had not won a single round, and he lost completely and completely.

Cao Zhuan was very angry. He fought countless times with others and never lost. How could he lose so badly that he could not even win a single round?

He was not convinced. No matter how much money he lost, he had to save some face, even if he won one.

But he was finally knocked to the ground by Ah Hu, and could no longer get up and failed to achieve his goal. He spread his limbs and lay on the ground, gasping for breath, looking at the shaking sky, his mind was blank.

What's going on? I'm obviously stronger, why can't I win in one round?

When he was carried out of Yongqiu Mansion, Cao Zhan was still dizzy. It was not until he passed through half of Luoyang City and entered the Grand Sima Mansion that Cao Zhan suddenly woke up, turned over and sat up, and asked his personal guard Cao Huai.

"How many rounds did I lose? How many rounds did I win?"

Cao Huai took two steps back timidly and raised his hand to compare the number. "Shao Junhou, you lost fifty-seven rounds."

"How many matches have you won?"

Cao Huai shook his head. Cao Zhuan didn't give up and asked again: "I didn't win a single match?"

Cao Huai did not dare to speak, neither shook his head nor nodded. Cao Zhuan looked at the other guards. Like Cao Huai, the other guards took two steps back together, leaving Cao Zhuan's attack distance, and at the same time closed their mouths tightly, for fear of saying something that should not be said, so they were beaten by Cao Zhuan.

Cao Zhuan couldn't beat Ah Hu, but he was very relaxed when he hit them. In anger, it was possible to kill them with one punch.

Cao Zhuan slapped his forehead and regretted it. This time he was really in trouble. Fifty-seven rounds, that would be 570 gold. This is not a small amount. It depends on his pocket money alone, and it will be paid for at least a year. Cao Miao could not let him delay it for so long. If he wants to pay off the debt as soon as possible, he can only ask his brother Cao Zhao.

But with so much money, how can I speak?

Cao Zhan thought about it very clearly and did not dare to go home from the main entrance. He took the guards and sneaked back from the side door and went straight back to his yard. After taking a shower, he changed into clean clothes. Cao Zhan sat in the hall, unable to understand.

How could you lose so badly today? It shouldn't be.

Cao Zhuan thought for a long time but still couldn't get the answer. Later, Cao Huai reminded him, "I heard that Cao Miao knew the immortal skills. Could this be the reason?"

Cao Zhan woke up from a dream and slapped Cao Huai on the shoulder. "It must be that you are smart boy."

Cao Huai grinned in pain, his legs weakened, and he knelt directly on the ground.

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Cao Zhuan was injured for a few days, and when the bruises on his face disappeared, he took Cao Huai and others to visit Cao Miao again. When he learned that Cao Zhuan was visiting, Cao Miao was very happy and immediately asked someone to invite him in. However, seeing that Cao Zhuan had empty hands, the smile on his face disappeared immediately.

"I can't afford to play, I want to pay for it?"

"No, no, I don't mean that." Cao Zhuan shook his hand repeatedly. "I think this is unfair. You must have used immortal techniques. We are fighting, not fighting. You use immortal techniques to help Ah Hu, which is unfair."

Cao Miao was speechless. Do you believe in such things as immortal methods? His brain is a good thing, so he should take care of him when he goes out.

However, he really couldn't simply deny it. He was still counting on using the matter of cultivating immortals to fool more people. How could Cao Zhuan reveal his true feelings? Even if he didn't want the 570-year-old gold, he couldn't do such a thing.

"Have you ever said that you can't use immortal techniques?" Cao Miao quickly calmed down and fought back strongly.

"I..." Cao Zhan was speechless.

Cao Miao did not give Cao Zhuan a chance to repent. "Since I didn't say it couldn't be used, I can naturally use it. If you don't agree, you can also find someone who knows immortal skills to help you. However, the account will be settled first this time. If you don't give it, I will send someone to the Grand Sima Mansion to ask Grand Sima himself. I believe that Grand Sima is fair and will never rely on this account."

"No, no." When Cao Miao heard that he wanted to tell his father Cao Xiu about this, Cao Zuan was immediately timid. Cao Xiu was defeated and returned to Beijing. He was so angry that he was bedridden. When he heard this news, if he was so angry that he was so sinful.

Cao Zhan thought for a while and discussed with Cao Miao that he would definitely give the money he lost, but he hoped that Cao Miao could slow down. He would not be able to give so much money for a while. If there was something wrong at home, he would not dare to tell his father or brother.

Cao Miao breathed a sigh of relief. "Sima is very ill?"

Cao Zhuan sighed, looking helpless. "There was a carbuncle on his back, which hurt so much that he couldn't sleep all night, and he was getting thinner every day."

Cao Miao smacked his lips. So, Cao Xiu really lived in a few days. The physiological illness was better, but the psychological illness was even more hurtful. Cao Xiu originally wanted to make a great contribution, but after suffering such a great loss, he couldn't swallow his breath in his heart, which would inevitably affect his appetite and lack of nutrition. In addition, the carbuncle on his back could not rest normally, and the iron-beating person could not last long.

"Do you know why the Grand Sima suffered a loss?"

"I know." Cao Zhuan gritted his teeth. "It was Sima Yi's old thief who was in charge of the enemy and watched the 100,000 troops from Jiangdong besieged me Awen."

Cao Miao nodded. Since you know, that would be better. He sighed: "Yes, the Grand Sima would not be defeated by Lu Xun, but died from Sima Yi's back attack. This is the hatred of killing his father. The hatred of killing his father is irreconcilable. Why should I kill Wang Ji? It was because he falsely accused my father of the past, which almost killed my father."

Cao Zhuan's forehead bulged with blue veins, his breathing became heavy, and his fists were even tighter.

Cao Miao was vigilant and prepared to hide. He just wanted to carry fire, but he didn't want to be the fish that was affected. Just when he was worried that Cao Zhan would go wild, Cao Zhan suddenly fell to the ground and knocked hard for a few times.

"Yunliang, I beg you for something to save me Ahon."

Cao Miao was caught off guard. "I am not a doctor. Not only am I a doctor, but I am still a patient myself. How can I save people?"

"You are not a doctor, but you know the magic of immortals." Cao Zhan raised his head, his forehead broke, and blood flowed out, mixing with the soil. "I want to ask you to cast a spell to save my Ahon's life. As long as you can save him, I will promise you anything, even if you give this life to you, one life will be exchanged for another life."

"What do I want your life?" Cao Miao was so amused and crying. What should I do? I pretended to be troublesome.

"Then what do you want? As long as I have it, I can give it to you. But you must save me Ahweng. The imperial physicians in the palace have come, and no one can do anything about it. I can only ask you." Cao Zuan kowtowed repeatedly. "If you don't agree, I will go to the palace to ask King Yongqiu, and ask Your Majesty."

Cao Miao was very scratching his head. When it comes to this, he really had to agree. Instead of waiting for Cao Zhi to speak or even Cao Rui issued an edict, it would be better to send Cao Zhuan a favor. Even if he failed, he could at least pass it perfunctorily. It would be a big deal to the palace.

But...how to save it?
Chapter completed!