Chapter 822

King City.

One night later, Zheng Feiyue still didn't leave. He was waiting for the news of the deep-sea fish.

Here comes the news.

After reading the text message, Zheng Feiyue climbed up a thick surprise on his eyebrows: "it's much more serious than I thought. If Lao Qi doesn't break out, he will break through the sky. The Ming King's patriarch is also very cruel."

He replied to the two words of deep-sea fish: "explore again!"

……

The sun shines into the old five's palace.

There was a strong smell of medicinal materials in the room. An elder proficient in medical theory was sweating anxiously and said, "no, the seven elders suffered a devastating blow. If the yuan God had not been forcibly sealed in his body, his body would be rotten."

Old five is anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

Although he used to be like other "brothers", he didn't catch a cold for Lao Qi and thought he was a different kind.

But it was this alien who calmed down the contradiction between the two main schools and personally welcomed himself back to Mingwang mountain from the deep prison of the magic weapon sect.

He has to remember this kindness.

"Old seven, old seven, what do you think you've done to provoke big brother?" old five looked at old seven lying there and asked the elder who knew pharmacology, "how many days can old seven last?"

The elder smiled bitterly: "three days at most. After three days, even if the yuan God is still there, the body will not be able to keep."

Old five is bitter in his mouth.

Brother, brother, you are so cruel!

Even if old seven is no longer sensible, why should he give such a heavy hand?

Just thinking, two people came in outside. They were the second and the eighth. The eighth still carried large and small bags of medicinal materials and handed them to the elder who knew pharmacology.

"What are you doing here?" the old five said in surprise.

The second brother was unhappy and said, "what's the matter? The seventh brother was seriously injured. I'll be the second brother to see what happened?"

The fifth man also felt that there was something wrong with his words. He nodded back to one side, gave up the best place to visit, and said in a deep voice, "the second brother and the eighth brother have a heart."

The second looked at the old seven with his eyes closed and his face like gold paper and asked, "how's the injury?"

"It's terrible. It'll last three days at most."

The old five said in a deep voice. When he spoke, the old three had been standing in the corner of the room and didn't say hello to the second and eighth.

Old eight came to the bedside and looked at old seven, who was almost like a dead man. A mixture of fear and regret began to emerge in his heart. He said, "isn't there a broken elixir in fourth brother? Let old seven take it quickly. It might be useful!"

The old five said expressionless, "the fourth brother said that the elixir was used by the sixth brother."

"Nonsense, I heard my fourth brother mention it yesterday..." old eight suddenly stopped and scratched his head. "Maybe I remember wrong. My fourth brother is not that kind of person."

Old five sneered.

Just then, a sinister voice sounded in the corner: "isn't this what old seven looks like now? With a full stomach of calculations, why pretend to be a good man here?"

Old eight suddenly looked away and said angrily, "what do you mean, third brother?"

The third said faintly, "yesterday, the seventh brother and the eldest brother had a quarrel. Were you there? Why didn't you stop? How did the matter of King City reach the eldest brother's ears?"

"I..."

Old eight's brain turned unhappily and couldn't answer these questions, mainly because old three asked the point in every sentence, and he and his second brother really played a disgraceful role.

The second brother stood up, looked at the third calmly, and said, "the seventh brother is fooling around. I can't be the second brother. Can't I let the eldest brother take care of him?"

The third stared at the second with the same eyes and said, "so beat the seventh like this?"

Anger appeared in the second brother's eyes and said in a deep voice, "the seventh eldest brother is disrespectful. He said he wants to sit in the eldest brother's position. What can I do? The eldest brother just wanted to teach him a simple lesson, but he has been unconvinced. He still said disrespectful words in front of so many disciples. What do you want the eldest brother to do?"

"I don't mind what big brother does. I just want to ask you, why don't you stop?" the third insisted.

The second said angrily, "can I stop it?"

The third shook his head, turned and looked at the old seven lying there and muttered, "although I don't like old seven, he is our brother after all... When did brotherhood become like this?"

Finish.

The third man walked out of the palace alone and disappeared.

The second son was angry for a while and took the eighth son away, leaving only the fifth son and the elder who knew pharmacology. They stared at each other and sighed constantly.

King City.

The second intelligence is in front of Zheng Feiyue.

"Old seven is seriously injured and his body is about to be lost... There is no difference between losing his body and dying. It seems that this time it has made a lot of trouble."

Zheng Feiyue got up and walked back and forth

"Regardless of the religious position, Lao Qi is really a good person, with unique vision, diligence and pragmatism. The most important thing is that he doesn't have the shelf of a big monk. He is really no different from an ordinary middle school teacher many times."

"At present, his situation is very difficult, and his physical injury is still second, mainly because he has made a big taboo. The Ming Wang patriarch is afraid that it will be difficult to accommodate him. 50% may be expelled from the sect, and 50% may be expelled from the management and become a casual person."

Zheng Feiyue stopped, frowned and said, "no matter what kind of possibility, old seven seems useless. Do you give up? I'm a little embarrassed. After all, all this comes from the IOU I gave him.

But it's nonsense. Didn't he come to me to trap the white wolf with empty hands? It seems that he can't blame me... But if he doesn't help him, the Ming wangzong will never bear the debt. "

Thinking of this, Zheng Feiyue continued to walk.

Walk around.

Walk around.

"From the perspective of economics, I should withdraw my investment and stop the loss in time. But I Zheng has never lost any money in recent years. How can he de, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, take my blood?

The most important thing is that Lao Qi is really a talent and so poor... "

Zheng Feiyue tangled up.

He still wants to help old seven because of his interests and this person. In short, he doesn't want to do business at a loss.

But helping means additional investment, and the investment scale is much higher than a hundred bottles of Tianmo pills. After all, it is not enough to help old seven out of trouble.

Zheng Feiyue asked the shopkeeper for rice paper and pen. When writing and drawing, it seems that he is planning a major event, or checking the possibility of success.

Until it was getting late.

Zheng Feiyue raised his head and murmured, "take a fight. A bike becomes a motorcycle. Since it's an opportunity and Lao Qi is a second person, give him a good hand!"

He destroyed the rice paper and then asked the shopkeeper for a few words.

Late at night, a "deep-sea fish" came to Zheng Feiyue's room.

Zheng Feiyue took out a black pill and said, "take this wound medicine to Lao Qi."

Deep sea fish nodded, took the pill and left quietly.