"..." Zhang Rongfang was speechless.

The people on the counter-sect side were taught too rigidly by Zhang Yunqi, and the most rigid among them was undoubtedly Zhang Zhenhai.

He took the dagger and lightly touched the front and back of the blade with his fingers.

All the blood on it was immediately absorbed.

The Qi and blood in Zhang Zhenhai's body did not have any fragrance, and it obviously overlapped with the genes that he had absorbed and completed before.

Putting down the knife, he looked at Zhang Zhenhai who was still kneeling in front of him.

"Get up." He sighed.

"yes!"

Zhang Zhenhai stood up. The blood flowed along her lower abdomen and continued to escape downwards. Fortunately, the tight-fitting outfit she wore was black, and it was almost invisible if it was dyed red.

"Don't move, just stand like this."

Zhang Rongfang suddenly pointed out, accurately landing between Zhang Zhenhai's chest and abdomen.

Qi and blood are cut off, and blood from the wound no longer flows out.

"Just don't move, I'll help you take care of your wound." He said softly.

"Treat...the wound!!?" Zhang Zhenhai stood in the carriage, covering her abdomen with one hand. The moment she heard these words, she was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, her face turned red and bloodshot.

Under normal circumstances, this sentence is fine.

But now, the location of her wound... is near her private parts...

If you want to help treat wounds in that position, you must take them off first...

puff!

There was a sound of water jetting.

Zhang Zhenhai's blood surged all over his body, and blood spurted out from the wound that had been cut off just now.

The massive blood loss, abdominal cramps, and intense shame made her almost faint.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the clothes that had been sprayed with blood and was speechless.

Without hesitation at the moment, he stretched out his hand to pull the person closer, took out the hemostatic ointment from his pocket, and used the pulse-cutting technique again to temporarily stop the bleeding.

Then start applying the medicine.

At this time, Zhang Zhenhai had completely collapsed, his whole body was weak, and he covered his face with his hands, not daring to look out.

In fact, at this point in the relationship, Zhang Rongfang already had the intention of marrying her.

Nijiao and Qianshimen are related to his dark side power. No matter what, he needs someone he absolutely trusts to be responsible for contacting and taking care of them.

As for ordinary people, they either lack trust and have sufficient strength.

Either there is enough trust but not enough strength.

As for Zhang Zhenhai, his talent in martial arts is extremely high, and his strength has now reached the level of external medicine. He is very hopeful of breaking through internal medicine in the future.

Maybe I can step into the Three Spaces in my lifetime.

Such a top genius who is still loyal to himself naturally became Zhang Rongfang's target of choice immediately.

Healing at this moment is just going along with the flow.

In the future, given Zhang Zhenhai’s character, he will definitely become even more devoted to him.

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The next day.

On the outskirts of Citong, in a cave of the Huangjing Mountain Rebellion

Cheng Hui frowned and threw the documents in his hand aside one by one.

These documents are all the most common identity documents and road guides.

The name is also Zhang Ying, other than that, there is nothing special about him.

As for the secrets of martial arts, they are of little use if taken out alone without anyone to guide them.

As for the pills contained in the last porcelain bottles, he couldn't smell any use at all.

There is no mark on the porcelain bottle either.

I don't know if it's poison or medicine at all.

"It's a pity. If it had been discovered later, more key items should have been found."

Cheng Hui carefully read through these document references.

If it were other people, they might be confused by these things and think that there is nothing wrong with Daozi Zhang Ying.

But he is different.

The Golden Wing Tower he was in charge of was originally an expert at forging these documents.

After careful analysis, he discovered that these documents were indeed genuine, but the information filled in them was most likely false.

Because they are so perfect.

Too standard.

On the document trail, from time to time there will be some brief recorded information left by passing officials.

Where have you been, what have you done, what are the years, months and days, and how long have you stayed? These all need to be recorded.

But in these materials, all recorded information has a standard format.

With his eyesight, he could tell it was a forgery at a glance.

"It seems...that this third person is basically Zhang Ying.

Although there is no evidence, there won’t be so many coincidences in the world.”

Kong Xiang just came to Citong and was tasked with investigating the race, but something happened right away.

Later, Huijue investigated the counter-religion and something happened immediately.

As soon as Xizong's ship on the sea lured the snake out of its cave, there was no one left in Chenxiang Palace, and it felt empty inside.

How can there be so many coincidences?

'Do you want to give up and leave temporarily?'

Cheng Hui hesitated in his heart.

Under such circumstances, he lacks strength and must be very dangerous.

But now Xizong is pressing forward step by step, and has already disturbed the water of Erythrina, and has frightened the big fish. The two sides are fighting on the sea, even if Chenxiang Palace wins, how much strength will it have left?

It is impossible to win against a grandmaster, let alone win without any injuries.

The thoughts in my mind keep turning.

finally...

Cheng Hui gritted his teeth suddenly.

Wealth is sought in danger, he is still young! He is extremely talented, if he can complete the task this time...

Greed surged in his heart, but thinking of so many masters who had been destroyed in Wanghai Temple, he hesitated again.

I walked back and forth in the cave for a while.

puff.

He finally stopped.

"Just think of a way to go there again, just once!" Cheng Hui made up his mind.

In a head-on fight, he would definitely not be able to match Wanghai Temple's Chenxiang Palace.

But he is in charge of the Golden Wing Tower, and there should not be too many techniques such as disguise and bone shrinkage.

As long as he is willing, he can change himself into an old man, a woman, or even a child in a very short time.

During this trip, he got a promise from the big man behind him that as long as he found all the hidden secrets of all races, he would be able to teach the Western Sect's core literary skills - the Wanyin Heart Sutra.

It is said that this unique art of literary arts was learned by Xi Zong from Manyin Temple of Dong Zong a hundred years ago. Later, it was perfected and integrated by itself to form its own style.

It is different from the literary skills of Taoism.

The prerequisite for starting the practice of the Wan Yin Heart Sutra is that you must at least be in the realm of three emptiness.

As long as he can acquire the core literary skills, with his peerless qualifications, he might be able to worship God Tathagata and become a spiritual general!

"If you don't succeed, you will succeed! Take advantage of the best opportunity and act now!"

Immediately, Cheng Hui turned around and took out a sample of bottles and cans from the backpack he was carrying.
To be continued...