Martial arts start from Xiaobing in Xiangyang City

Chapter 50 Hua Zheng
Feeling the injury in his body, Lin Qing's heart felt a little chilly, and for the last blow, he forcibly cast the Great Vajra Palm regardless of everything.

Although Xiaoxiangzi was killed, the tendons that had gradually recovered were stretched again, and the injury became more serious.

Lin Qing at this moment is not much better than Linghu Chong who has several kinds of internal forces intertwined in his body. His whole body is seriously injured. Even with Baiyun Xiongdan Pill and Tianxiang Intermittent Glue, it may take several months to recover from his injuries.

Just when Lin Qing thought so, he felt dizzy and dizzy, and immediately said to himself: "Not good! We must find a hiding place as soon as possible!"

At this moment, a delicate body appeared not far away, and Lin Qing subconsciously felt cold.

"Lin Qing?"

In vain, Huang Rong's familiar voice sounded, but with a trembling tone, she said in horror, "What did you do? Why is your body covered in blood?"

Lin Qing felt warm in her heart, feeling at home.

I didn't expect Huang Rong to appear here, so Lin Qing immediately explained: "When I met Jinlun Fawang, I didn't expect his physical strength to be so terrifying. I resisted his blow and got injured, but I took the holy medicine for healing, and it's fine now." Big problem."

As he said that, Lin Qing couldn't help raising the doubts in his heart: "Why are you here? Didn't you let you hide in the tribe?"

Knowing that this invasion of the Central Mongolian Camp is completely different from the previous small fights, the Central Mongolian Camp has many Mongolian masters sitting in it.

Even an ordinary military camp has strong generals like Ah Chi, Lin Qing does not believe that the central Mongolian camp will not have many masters.

So, worried, he decided to let Huang Rong stay in the tribe, and led a large group of men to invade.

But when she heard Lin Qing's words, Huang Rong's expression froze, followed by a cough, and she pretended to be calm: "I think you are going to lose, but I don't want you to die here. After all, there is still time to go back to Xiangyang City. I have to ask you to do your best. So I came alone, and I didn't expect to bump into you."

Lin Qing grinned lightly.

He naturally knew that with Huang Rong's ingenuity, she must have understood that he was going directly to Kublai Khan's camp, so he was waiting for him here.

As for the reason, Lin Qing didn't bother to think about it.

Dang even wanted to follow Huang Rong to leave, but a burst of darkness enveloped Lin Qing's consciousness, followed by him falling uncontrollably to the ground.

Vaguely, he seemed to see Huang Rong's flustered expression, and immediately ran up.

As if she had never seen Huang Rong's flustered expression before, Lin Qing couldn't help but smile a little, but her consciousness had completely fallen into a coma.

……

I don't know how long it took, and when Lin woke up, he found himself lying on a warm bed.

A simple minority-style house appeared in front of him, making Lin Qing immediately understand that he was in a yurt of the tribe.

All of a sudden, all the previous memories flooded into his mind, and Lin Qing suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen Huang Rong before he fell into a coma.

"Could it be that Huang Rong and I were captured by Kublai Khan's men? But why did they let me lie on the bed? Normally, they would be thrown in prison?"

In doubt, Lin Qing wanted to get up and investigate some situations by the way.

But just as he was about to leave, he screamed in vain, "Ah!"

The screams immediately attracted the other party, the tent was lifted, and Huang Rong appeared in front of her, stepping on the green lotus, and said, "What's wrong? The injury has worsened?"

"Cough cough!"

Lin Qing shook his head, endured the severe pain in his body, lay back on the bed, looked at Huang Rong and said, "Where is this place?"

At this moment, the yurt was lifted again, and it was a Mongolian woman who appeared this time.

This woman has a white face like a goose egg. She looks like she is in her 30s, but she has no wrinkles. She is wearing simple, patched and coarse cloth clothes. Through the clothes, she can vaguely see that her body is extremely strong, her face is full of heroism, and she is full of vitality. A heroic demeanor.

"This is my brother Torre's territory, no one dares to search here, you can take care of it at ease." The woman showed a simple and honest smile, looking quite amiable and lovely.

Torre?

Lin Qing felt a little familiar, and subconsciously asked, "Who are you?"

The woman glanced at Huang Rong, remained silent for a while, and said, "You call me Hua Zheng!"

Hua Zheng! !
Lin Qing did not expect that the woman in front of her was the legendary Huazheng, and she seemed to have indeed lived in seclusion in her brother Torrena in the end.

Looking at Huazheng in front of him, Lin Qing could easily compare Guo Jing's image with hers, they looked like husband and wife, they were both honest and honest.

After so many years, Huang Rong still has the inner strength to maintain her beauty and the nourishment of being with her beloved one, but Hua Zheng has nothing.

So it looks like an ordinary old woman.

But I have to say that Huazheng has good genes, and she is also a princess, so after so many years, her skin has no wrinkles at all, and her figure is also slender and attractive.

If you look carefully, if you dress up, it's not bad at all.

What made Lin Qing puzzled was, why did Huang Rong bring herself to Huazheng?
Is it an accident?
Lin Qing was too lazy to think about it, and immediately pretended not to know anything, but thanked Huazheng: "Sister Huazheng, thank you for your help, I, Lin Qing, will remember it in my heart."

Huazheng seemed a little panicked, subconsciously said: "Sister, I'm already over 40 years old, just call me Auntie Huazheng."

Really honest!

Lin Qing sighed with emotion, but what surprised him was that Hua Zheng was already in her 40s, and she looked only in her 30s.

But thinking about Huang Rong is similar, it seems that women in this world are younger.

I don't know if it's because of the nourishment of internal energy, or what.

But it is impossible for Lin Qing to be so stupid as to be called Auntie, so he replied with a smile, "Yes, Sister Huazheng."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Qing's abdomen immediately made a 'cuckling' sound, but recovering from the injury consumes a lot of energy, and it is extremely necessary to supplement nutrition.

Hearing the sound, Lin Qing had no choice but to say to Huazheng, "Sister Huazheng, is there any food?"

"Have!"

Huazheng responded repeatedly: "There are not many other things here, but there are a lot of cattle and sheep. I will go and prepare food for you."

With that said, Huazheng immediately opened the felt curtain and walked outside.

"what!"

Lin Qing was exhaling, wanting to check the injuries in his body, but unexpectedly, his ears were suddenly pinched by a warm and tender hand, and Huang Rong stared at Lin Qing with a half-smile, "You can talk so well, and you're still called sister? Huh? "

Every time there was a pause, Lin Qing's ears were pinched and turned. The pain was so painful that Lin Qing had to say: "I was wrong, Sister Rong'er."

"Huh! Who is your sister, don't talk nonsense."

Unexpectedly, Huang Rong's face was slightly red when she heard this, she turned around subconsciously, and said with a snort, "I'm so much older than you."

"Age is not a problem." Lin Qing subconsciously said.

But immediately afterwards, I felt that there seemed to be something wrong with these words.

(End of this chapter)