Chapter 19 Part 1: Yang Shu Mei Ying (YSMY)

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Dried codonopsis! Angelica, chuanxiong[1], yellow rehmannia, raw yellow rehmannia, dodder, mulberry; boil water into a bowl of thick black concoction. As soon as Jun Shuying asked people to take down the food with only a few chopsticks moved, Gao Fang put the medicine in front of him and looked at him with a smile: "Master, drink it."

Jun Shuying glanced at the black soup. The strong medicinal smell made his already uncomfortable stomach even more uncomfortable. He frowned and asked, "What is it?"

Gao Fang smiled and said, "Master, you don't want to know its name. When it is a vulnerary [2], drink it soon."

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Jun Shuying glanced at Gao Fang in disgust, picked up the bowl and poured her head into her belly. He lifted his head and poured it into his belly. He drank so quickly that he felt nauseous and nauseated.

Gao Fang put out a plate of plums and put it on the table.

Jun Shuying's face was brushed black: "Gao Fang, what do you think of me? Don't overdo it."

T/N: Brushed black; think in anime/manga when the face has black line/shadow

Gao Fang cleaned up the medicine bowl and smiled with crooked eyes: "Master, why not do things that make you feel better? Why care so much. You will always be our wise and martial leader." After speaking, he left lightly, and Liu Jun Shuying frowned and looked at the alluring green plum on the table.

Gao Fang treated Jun Shuying according to the method of restoring a woman's fetus. Fortunately, it also worked. It would be better if Jun Shuying's face were not as black as the bottom of a pot when he saw him every day.

Qing Láng took a large group of Gan[3] people and settled down at the foot of the mountain. For more than half a month, he was quiet, without a trace of movement. Although Jun Shuying was very puzzled about this, but he couldn't move the enemy. He didn't move either.

With his current physical strength and skill, a preemptive strike is not possible. Although the passive situation in this confrontation made him very anxious, he was helpless.

His subordinate(Gao Fang) happily cooks medicine for him every day, tunes his food, and looks happily. Thinking that Gao Fang must be treating him as a pregnant woman, Jun Shuying wanted to pinch him to death. But Gao Fang's care really made him feel much better.

What's more, Gao Fang always smiles brightly every time he sees him. As the saying goes, you don't hit the smiley person with your hand. Jun Shuying simply wanted to open it, let it eat and drink, drink and sleep, and follow the doctor's advice. It's just that Gao Fang's almost kind eyes always make him look like a blow.

If this continues without accidents, ten months later... Jun Shuying dare not think about it. It is more terrifying than all the things he has encountered in his entire life.

There was no accident, only Qing Láng was staring at him and the seat under him at the foot of the mountain. This kind of thing is naturally not an accident to Jun Shuying. Maybe for him(Qing Lang), it was the biggest accident to let him sit peacefully in the seat of the leader.

Qing Láng was quiet for more than ten days, and finally took action. Jun Shuying was also impatient in the stalemate. The two men and horses met hand-to-hand in the open space outside the mountain gate. The killing sound shook the sky.

This was the place where they practiced martial arts together. They were colleagues who shared life and death, but now they wanted to kill each other. Blood flowed across the ground, flesh and blood flew across the air, and I don't know whose broken limb fell on whose broken body.

This fight that was doomed to lose both did not last long.

Qing Láng, who had been standing behind the crowd, suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Jun Shuying who was also outside the battle circle. Jun Shuying stepped back a few steps, Gao Fang walked forward anxiously, raised his hand to draw a wisp of purple smoke, the purple smoke quickly blended out, and he rushed towards Qing Láng.

Qing Láng didn't dare to underestimate the high-level poison, so he could only fly away, and the momentum was suspended. Gao Fang stepped forward, but was picked up and thrown behind him.

Jun Shuying's figure flashed past his eyes, and when he looked again, the two were already fighting each other.

Gao felt relieved and squeezed a cold sweat. As the fetus grew up, Jun Shuying's internal force became more and more unstable, and sudden internal force loss occurred more and more frequently. If there were any accidents at this time, Jun Shuying would have nowhere to survive.

Qing Láng and Jun Shuying are top masters. In this life-and-death battle, they tried their best, flying sand and rocks all around, and the fierce murderous intent made it impossible for anyone to approach.

The fighting between the two sects stopped, and they all retreated far to watch this rare master showdown.

The two of them stayed close for nothing but a stick of incense, but Gao Fang's biggest worry still happened. Jun Shuying's initial fierce aura faded, and gradually became pale, unable to keep up with his ability. A hint of playfulness flashed in Qing Láng's eyes.

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