Chapter 324 I Love the Grandmaster

"Fifth Master, there's a fire in the warehouse!"

Ma Wu had just returned from Heishipo. He had slept for less than an hour when he was woken up by Zhen Jincheng.

Putting on his clothes and getting out of bed, Ma Wu said helplessly: "Those warehouses are of no use at all. I've wanted to tear them down for a long time, but I always couldn't take care of it. It's better this time. I'm in trouble!"

Huo Ling rubbed her eyes and said, "Isn't it just a fire? What are you afraid of? I'll help you put out the fire."

"Just don't go, it won't cause trouble!"

Ma Wu went to the warehouse and directed everyone to put out the fire.

There were a lot of broken linoleum piled up in these warehouses. It would be difficult to save them if they caught fire. Everyone was busy. Ma Wu was worried that Xiaoyaowu would be burned down. He was very anxious. Suddenly he saw a middle-aged man walking beside him and saying: " Ask Li Qiming to go to Yuelai Building to find me at seven o'clock in the evening. If you go late, you will die. "

"Who are you?" Ma Wuyi was startled and turned to look again. The middle-aged man had disappeared.

What did he mean by what he just said?

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and Ma Wu ignored the middle-aged man and continued to put out the fire.

At dawn, the fire was successfully extinguished and half of the warehouse was burned.

The exhausted Ma Wu lay on the bed and fell asleep.

After lying down, Ma Wuke couldn't stand up.

First, he felt cold all over and shivered into a ball.

Then his whole body felt hot, even Huo Ling felt hot to touch.

"I'm sick from exhaustion. Hurry, call the doctor!"

…

Li Banfeng hid in his home until noon.

Tu Yinghong came here with determination to fight until death.

Do she and Ling Miaoying really have such a deep relationship?

Is there any other reason here?

The victory of this battle depends entirely on adequate preparation in advance.

But after winning the battle, Li Banfeng felt the danger again.

What's the reason?

This means that Tu Yinghong brought helpers.

But since she had help, why didn't she take action earlier?

Will this helper be detrimental to Xiaoyaowu?

Xiaoyaowu was taken care of by Zuo Wugang, Huo Ling and many experts, but Li Banfeng was still worried, so he ate something hastily and returned to Xiaoyaowu.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zuo Wugang in a hurry and calling people everywhere.

"What happened?"

Zuo Wugang panicked and said: "Seventh Master, you are back, Fifth Master is dead!"

"What's wrong?"

"There was a fire in the warehouse last night. Master Wu took us to put out the fire. He must have been exhausted and couldn't get up from his bed!"

Li Banfeng hurried to see Ma Wu.

Ma Wu saw Li Banfeng and became more conscious.

He remembered what the middle-aged man said last night.

Ask Li Qiming to go to Yuelai Building to find me at seven o'clock in the evening. If you go late, you will die.

"Lao Qi," Ma Wu tightened his grip on Li Banfeng's arm, "I, I last night..."

After breathing for a while, Ma Wu didn't say anything further.

Can't say.

The man asked Lao Qi to go to Yuelai Building.

There must be an ambush in Yuelai Tower.

If Lao Qi goes, something will definitely happen.

We can't let him go. He will die if he goes.

Ma Wu shook his head and closed his eyes.

Li Banfeng touched Ma Wu's forehead, turned around and shouted to everyone: "Where's the doctor? Call the doctor!"

Zuo Wugang said: "I called a dozen doctors and looked at it, but it didn't work!"

"Please hire a famous doctor, hire the best doctor!"

Zuo Wugang remained silent. All he invited were famous doctors.

"Look again, quickly, invite all the doctors in the city!"

Cao Zhida trotted into the bedroom: "Master Qi, there is a new hospital in the city. It is said that it has two brushes and specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases."

"What are you still doing? Please go!"

"I went there. Their hospital is too big and they don't do outpatient clinics!"

Zuo Wugang said: "Prepare the car, let's send the Fifth Master off."

"What kind of car are you preparing!"

Li Banfeng asked for the address, picked up Ma Wu on his back, and rushed out of Xiaoyaowu.

Walking on the road, Ma Wu gasped: "Old Qi, I should have died a long time ago. I should have died in Lanyang Village a long time ago.

It is thanks to you that I am alive today. I am worthy enough. "

"What is enough? Where does this end?"

"Lao Qi, put me down, this disease may be contagious."

"Stop talking nonsense, close your eyes and take a rest."

"Seventh, our property has been entrusted to you. You can't just let it go. This is our hard work..."

"The hospital is here, right away!"

Li Banfeng rushed into the hospital, which had a very special name, Wujie.

The hospital is not big and there are many patients. Li Banfeng rushed to the ward with Ma Wu on his back. The nurse on duty stopped him and said, "What are you doing? You need to register first to see a doctor!"

"This is an emergency."

"You also need to register for emergencies."

"Please see a doctor first, I'll go and register!"

The nurse looked at Ma Wu and said, "Is this person still alive? I don't think there is any need to register."

Li Banfeng raised his head and looked at the nurse and asked, "What did you just say?"

The nurse was trembling with fear as a man walked over from behind.

The nurse hurriedly hid behind the man, pointed at Li Banfeng and said, "Dean, this man is here to cause trouble."

The man known as the Dean wore a white hat and a mask, with only his eyes exposed.

Li Banfeng said: "Are you the dean? Could you please see a doctor first? I'll register right away."

"Li Qi?" The dean pulled down his mask.

Li Banfeng was startled, he knew this person.

"Tretic? Are you the dean here?"

Cui Tike, a foreigner, repaired due to illness.

The two of them had never seen each other since they parted ways in Haichiling.

Cui Tike nodded and said, "This is the hospital I opened. I put all my career in Prozhou. I love Prozhou."

Li Banfeng didn't know whether he loved Prozhou or not.

It's a bit outrageous for a sick man to open a hospital.

Can this hospital work?

Cui Tike looked at Ma Wu and told the nurse to prepare for emergency treatment immediately.

Li Banfeng sent Ma Wu to the emergency room. Cui Tike said, "Please wait outside."

Li Banfeng hurriedly left the clinic. The nurse was about to help Cui Tike prepare the equipment, but heard Cui Tike say, "You go out too."

"Me?"

"Go out!"

The nurse lowered her head and left the emergency room, trying to avoid Li Banfeng, and walked through the corridor in dejection.

Ma Wu and Cui Tike were the only ones left in the emergency room.

Cui Tike stared at Ma Wu for a moment, nodded and said, "The taste of fellow disciples is different."

...

Half an hour later, Cui Tike walked out of the emergency room and nodded at Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng entered the emergency room and saw Ma Wu lying peacefully on the bed. His fever had subsided, his breathing was steady, and he was sleeping soundly.

Cuitik said, "Let your friend rest here for a while, and he will be discharged tomorrow."

Li Banfeng never asked people to do things for nothing: "What kind of reward should I give you?"

Cuitik smiled and said, "In public, this is a hospital, and it is my duty to treat illnesses and save lives. In private, you helped me in Haichiling, and it is my duty to help you."

Cuitik had Ma Wu sent to the ward, and Li Banfeng was taking care of him.

Who did Ma Wu?

Judging from the time, it must be related to Tu Yinghong.

He can make Ma Wu sick, and others can't cure him, only Cuitik can. It seems that this person is also a sick cultivator.

...

Wan Jinxian booked Yuelai Tower and waited for Li Qi to send him over himself.

When Li Qi didn't come at 7 o'clock in the evening, Wan Jinxian contacted the spy in Xiaoyaowu.

He sent Ma Wu to the hospital.

What's the use?

Which hospital can cure him?

Wan Jinxian waited for another half an hour, but still did not see Li Qi.

He became suspicious and decided to go to the hospital.

Wujie Hospital, I had never heard of this hospital before. Wan Jinxian entered the hall and asked the nurse on duty: "Which ward is Ma Junyang in?"

The nurse looked at Wan Jinxian and said: "What are you looking for Ma Junyang for? It's not visiting time now."

Wan Jinxian said gently: "I am his uncle. I heard that my nephew was sick and came all the way here. You just let me take a look outside the door."

"Don't you understand what people say? Rules are rules. Why are you so troublesome? Go away..." The nurse covered her chest and suddenly felt that she couldn't breathe.

Wan Jinxian smiled and said: "I'll ask you again, which ward is Ma Junyang in?"

The nurse pointed to Ward No. 6 and asked Wan Jinxian to let her go with tears in her eyes.

"Girl, in your next life, learn how to speak human language well."

The nurse covered her throat and died a few seconds later.

Wan Jinxian walked to the corridor and was walking towards Ward No. 6.

The silk earrings heard the noise, and Li Banfeng was ready to fight.

Wan Jinxian had just taken two steps when he heard someone behind him say, "What are you looking for Ma Junyang for?"

Wan Jinxian turned around and saw a blond and blue-eyed man standing not far away.

Foreigner?

Wan Jinxian said, "I'm here to visit my nephew."

"The visiting time is over, come again tomorrow."

Wan Jinxian was silent for a moment, then smiled, "Why bother? Today is a good day, and I don't want to kill more people."

Cui Tike walked up to Wan Jinxian and asked seriously, "What do you mean by that?"

Wan Jinxian's eyes trembled, and Cui Tike suddenly felt an itch in his nose.

He pulled down his mask, twitched his nose, and wanted to sneeze, but he couldn't hold it back.

Wan Jinxian smiled and said, "It's just a sneeze, don't hold it back, it's so refreshing to sneeze it out."

Cui Tike took a deep breath suddenly, and Wan Jinxian waited to see his eyeballs spray out.

A-choo!

After a sneeze, Cuitik's eyeballs were still in their sockets.

Wan Jinxian was stunned, and he touched his cheek.

His face was covered with blood.

It was not Cuitik's blood, but his own blood.

Cuitik's sneeze opened a cut on Wan Jinxian's face.

Wan Jinxian looked at Cuitik in surprise.

Cuitik stuck out his tongue, and a dark and sticky "paste" was wriggling on his tongue.

"Is this the lesion you planted?" Cuitik swallowed the sticky substance, "It's delicious. The last time I tasted such a delicious taste was a year ago!"

"Are you from the same sect? Impossible..." Wan Jinxian was stunned, then wiped a little blood off his face and threw it on Cuitik.

There are actually other sick cultivators living in this world?

Wan Jinxian suddenly remembered a person who had secretly harmed He Jiaqing.

At that time, Wan Jinxian suspected that it was done by a fellow disciple, but even if there was a fellow disciple, it shouldn't be a foreigner!

Cui Tik started to cough violently, and he was infected with Wan Jinxian's disease again.

Wan Jinxian wanted to take advantage of the situation to attack, but Cui Tik suddenly spit out a mouthful of hard phlegm, hitting Wan Jinxian's left shoulder.

This mouthful of phlegm penetrated Wan Jinxian's flesh and embedded in his shoulder blade.

Wan Jinxian covered his shoulder and retreated repeatedly. He used the disease again, causing Cui Tik to fall into a high fever.

Cui Tik was burned red all over, like a branding iron.

This made it impossible for Wan Jinxian to get close to Cui Tik.

Cui Tik rubbed his chest and burped.

There was a flame in the burp, which directly burned Wan Jinxian's clothes.

Wan Jinxian was a little flustered.

The two of them had different ideas for fighting, and Cui Tik's fighting method made Wan Jinxian unable to understand.

Wan Jinxian tried to use the disease to put Cui Tik in an unfavorable situation, and then kill Cui Tik with one blow. This is also the correct fighting method for disease cultivators. Wan Jinxian's master taught him this.

But Cui Tik was taking advantage of his unfavorable situation.

Wan Jinxian didn't dare to make a move easily. Every time he buried the disease for Cui Tik, it seemed to be helping the enemy.

What other diseases can limit him?

"What kind of sect are you?" Wan Jinxian prepared a killing move, which would take some time.

Cui Tike smiled and said, "You still can't tell my Dao sect? Senior brother, I have made it so obvious."

Wan Jinxian shook his head: "There are no brothers in my Dao sect, all of them are only one seedling. If I don't kill the master, even I can't have a disciple.

Where did you come from? You'd better tell me the truth. This is Green Water City, the territory of my ancestor. You pretend to be my disciple. It's disrespectful to the ancestor. Be careful to die without a complete body!"

Cui Tike shook his head and said, "I respect the ancestor very much. This is not just saying it with my mouth."

After speaking, Cui Tike unbuttoned his collar.

On his chest, there were five big words tattooed-I love the ancestor.

The opportunity has come!

Wan Jinxian suddenly came close to Cui Tike. He was very skilled, better than Cui Tike.

What he had to do now was to scratch Cui Tike's body with his nails.

As long as the wound bleeds, Cui Tike will be infected with the lesion, his whole body will be numb, and he will lose the ability to move in a short time, or even die.

This foreigner cannot stay in the world.

The sick cultivator cannot tolerate his fellow disciples.

Wan Jinxian succeeded, and his nails scratched Cuitik's skin.

Cuitik's skin was broken, but no blood was seen.

Green pus splashed out and splashed on Wan Jinxian's face.

Wan Jinxian felt a tingling sensation on his face, and green herpes grew on his face.

Cuitik looked at Wan Jinxian and said seriously: "I love the ancestor, I love him from the bottom of my heart, what about you?"

PS: Why can't sick cultivators tolerate fellow disciples?