Chapter 11 Surprised to see Zhang Heng!

Hongshan began to admire Jing Ping. With such a serious injury, he took out two bottles of medicine and treated it.

After Jing Ping took out two bottles of medicine, he held his fists from all around. "Brothers and brothers, you go ahead. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Ping wink at Sun Hu and turned his head and left.

"Brother Jing, please wait a moment. What is the value of those two bottles of medicine? Wait for me to withdraw the money." Hong Shan said hurriedly, and Chen Zhuowen, who was beside him, also hurriedly reached into his arms and saw that he was also going to take out money.

Jing Ping waved his hand and said, "They are all brothers from the same family. Don't mention these anymore."

The voice came from afar, leaving a gray back. After a while, the disciples of the outer door shouted as if they were crazy.

"The disciples of Yaogu really live up to their reputation. Look at them, that's the real master style!"

"That's right. That's really high. It's not like some people who are self-righteous and look down on people."

"Brother Jing..."

The shout came from afar. Jing Ping smiled bitterly, and then touched his nose again. Looking at Sun Hu, he looked excited, as if it was him who waved the medicine just now, and kept saying, "Jing Ping! How can you dispense medicine! Then won't your course reach the intermediate level? That's awesome."

"If only I could really dispense medicine. These are all given to me by my cheap master when he got started." Jing Ping was unwilling to expose his skills, but just covered it up.

"I said, you've only been getting started for a year and a half. How can you make medicine? Hey hey, but your two bottles of medicine are really generous. It's so cool!"

Jing Ping didn't want to explain too much on this issue and changed the topic.

"I'm going to go home tomorrow."

"Are you going home?" Sun Hu looked at Jing Ping strangely and said, "Disciples of Yaogu can go home, but they have to go to Xinggu to say that as our identity, we can still match two Xinggu guards, but aren't you afraid of delaying your practice after going home?"

"It's not cultivation. I'm not like you. I even melted my own meat for the sake of assessment." Jing Ping said with a smile.

The two returned to the valley and hurt each other a few more words. Then they opened their courtyard door and went back to their yard to practice.

The next day, at dawn, Jing Ping opened the door of the courtyard, carried a package on his back, looked at the blue sky, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. Today's weather is good, and it's a good day to go home.

I habitually walked on the path I often took and walked all the way to Xinggu.

Stepping on the soft branches and dead leaves, Jing Ping feels very comfortable. It has been a whole year and a half since he came to Zhenwumen and became a disciple of the inner door. During this period, except for practicing in Yaogu, he has never been to Xinggu, although the interval between the two valleys is only one step away, because he is really I don't want to have too much contact with others. If he doesn't want to go home today, he may not come to Xinggu all his life.

Looking at the sun in the air, the blue sky, smelling the refreshing air, Jing Ping stepped on a path.

This path, which is usually no one comes, is his favorite place. Usually, if there is any problem of practice or course that he can't solve for a while, he will walk around this place to relieve his mood.

Just as he was enjoying the air around him and slowly walking towards Xing Gu, suddenly, a sound of dialogue between men and women came from the woods.

Jing Ping was very surprised that there would be people in such a remote place.

He followed the voice and searched the top of the path. A middle-aged man wearing the clothes of the inner door Yaogu disciple was facing the ground, but under him, there was a white body!

Jing Ping saw it at a glance that these two people were doing things. Jing Ping was only thirteen years old. When he saw such a thing, he was naturally excited, but his calm and cautious personality made him wake up in an instant. As for why Jing Ping knew about this, Yao Gu's disciples must pass the grasp of the human body. Of.

After calming down his excitement, he sighed in his heart that it was not the right time for him to come. He was about to turn around and continue his way. Suddenly, a sound of words came.

"Good brother, don't forget your little sister. The little sister is just waiting for her to be promoted." The voice is extremely sweet, and the continuous "humm" in the mouth is really seductive.

"Good sister, how can I forget you? When I complete this task, we can be happy every day in the future." The man's body kept shrugging, and he didn't forget to comfort the beautiful woman under him.

Jing Ping was a little familiar with his voice, and he was a little curious. He stared at it and couldn't help shouting in his heart, "It's him!"

After seeing the man's face clearly, Jing Ping was really stunned.

This man turned out to be the one who took him into Zhenwumen, Jing Ping's nominal master "Zhang Heng!" Jing Ping never thought that he had seen Zhang Heng again from the beginning to now in such a situation.

At the same time, I didn't expect Zhang Heng to be such a lustful guy. I don't know which female disciple the little white sheep under him was in the door.

There are female disciples in Zhenwumen, but most of them are in the outer gate of the Chamber of Commerce. There is basically no female disciple in the inner door. Through the dialogue just now, Jing Ping analyzed in his heart and estimated that this female disciple should take the initiative to seek promotion of his position. After all, in Zhenwumen, the competition is very fierce.

Because he saw Zhang Heng, he aroused Jing Ping's curiosity and slowly transported the mysterious energy in his body. The energy soon enveloped his whole body, changing his breath like the trees around him, and completely integrating into the environment.

A year ago, Jing Ping was just a child with brute force in front of Zhang Heng. A year and a half later, Jing Ping's internal strength cultivation has reached the tenth level of the cultivation period. Even if Zhang Heng has made any progress in this year and a half, Jing Ping is not a child who can knead the threat with him at the beginning. The two are now In comparison, although Jing Ping is still slightly insufficient in actual combat experience, there is little difference in the overall level.

Looking at Zhang Heng, who was moving, Jing Ping really didn't know what to do, so he left? Although Jing Ping thinks that the mysterious energy in his body is so powerful that no one can find it, what if? Jing Ping is an extremely cautious person from the heart. Things are often planned from the worst place. In case of detection, the worst case is to be silenced, and the criminal law in the door is clearly stipulated. If you act in this way, you will be fined a year's money and three years' reward for elixir. At the beginning, the old dog did not hesitate to fight for him for a small Yuandan. Rice, not to mention these things?

Even if it is not silenced, Jing Ping will inevitably suffer some unexpected troubles. Hey, the wrong time, the wrong place, see something that should not be seen, the result must be very bad.

Although I am not afraid of trouble, how many years has Zhang Heng been in trouble? The use of all kinds of relationship forces is enough to make Jing Ping's body perfect. Even if he can't, his family will definitely become his weakness. If it is used by Zhang Heng to threaten him, it will be completely finished.

After thinking for a while, Jing Ping only came up with a solution, that is, to continue to lurk here. After the two of them are finished, he is looking for an opportunity to leave. In the future, this matter will be rotten in his stomach and will not tell anyone.

He secretly made a solution, so Jing Ping calmed down beside the dead leaves and closed his eyes and waited.

The voices of the two became louder and louder. Finally, Zhang Heng suddenly roared, and the woman under them also shouted.

However, the woman's voice is getting louder and louder, more and more abnormal, as if she is enduring some severe pain!

"Huh? That's not right!" Jing Ping noticed that the cry was wrong, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the location of the two people.

A strange scene appeared in front of Jing Ping's eyes. Zhang Heng's skin was red, and his eyes were as fierce as a beast. He opened his mouth and kept tearing and biting something. Looking at the woman under him, from his heel to his body, he was bitten by his mouth! Flowing bright red blood!

The blood does not flow outside, but seems to be attracted by something, floating in the air one after another, forming a huge blood cell!

At this time, the woman only had a layer of dry skin all over her body, and the cry in her mouth gradually changed from strong to weak! The body aging instantly, like an old woman in her 80s and 90s.

Open your mouth wide. Jing Ping can be sure that even the lion's mouth is not wide open now.

As soon as he opened his mouth and swallowed, the blood cells floating in mid-air were swallowed by him.

Zhang Heng, who swallowed the blood cells, seemed to gradually return to normal, and the fierceness in his eyes gradually faded, leaving only the aging woman looking at him in panic.

Zhang Heng stretched out and said, "You taste good. I guess I don't have to hunt this month."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the woman's eyes became more frightened, and her eyes looked at him like a demon.

Without the slightest surprise, Zhang Heng pinched the woman's neck with one hand, and a "karp" sounded. Looking at the woman, he had completely lost his life.

Zhang Heng hit a pit with his palm and waved a few more palms. A living woman just evaporated from the world.

Jing Ping watched what happened, and his scalp was a little numb and his heart was frightened. At the same time, he strengthened the principle of not moving and absolutely hid himself.

"Zhmanumen is really rotten. It doesn't even pay attention to a female disciple who disappears from the outer door every month. It seems that the people in the outer door are cannon fodder on the battlefield for them. Zhenwumen is really rotten to a certain level, but this is just convenient for what I do, hey hey."

At this time, Zhang Heng laughed and said to himself, and put on his clothes neatly again, as if to leave this place.

Seeing this, Jing Ping was relieved and finally wanted to leave, but he had to wait for a while. He decided to pay attention to it. He didn't know anything about this matter, but he had to plan well to protect his safety, only through these two sentences. To analyze, there must be a big conspiracy in it.

Jing Ping's eyes are full of mysterious energy in his body. This use of mysterious energy can not only allow him to observe more details, but also hide his eyes, which is the best move for latent observation.

"No!"

After a few glances, Jing Ping keenly found the problem.

Although Zhang Heng showed that he was wearing his clothes, it was a little too long. His clothes had been neatly worn all over his body for a long time, but he was still constantly tidying up his clothes and making a normal expression at the same time, but a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes!

Jing Ping's heart tightened, and the feeling of danger came again. He manipulated the mysterious energy in his body and filled his ears. At the same time, his hands also moved to the two knives around his waist.

As soon as he poured energy into his ears, Jing Ping heard a faint wind from the back of his body. It seemed that something sharp was flying behind him. If he hadn't poured energy into his ears, I'm afraid he would have to go two meters around him to find it in front of him. At that time, he could hide, although he could avoid the key. But he was inevitably injured, and this discovery shocked him.

Jing Ping didn't think much about it. He instantly pulled out the two knives hidden in his waist. Suddenly, two bright knives flashed out. At this time, a blue flying knife was fast hitting him, but it was cut off in time by Jing Ping's two knives.