After everyone was overjoyed, they were all embarrassed when they thought of their performance just now, and even Xiahou Tao's face showed a rare look of embarrassment.

After Xiahou Yulong waited for everyone to stabilize himself, he said: "Dad, second uncle, let's go and prepare now, now that it's dark, let's go to the city tomorrow to buy some things and set off!"

In recent days, my father and second uncle have also been quite tired, so we should go back to dinner early. ”

Seeing that his son was so sensible, Xiahou Zhang also said with a look of relief: "Okay, this time, just listen to Yulong, let's go back." ”

After speaking, he waved his big hand and led the four people out of the back mountain.

The five of them met a group of dead soldiers outside, and Xiahou Zhang ordered them to go down without martial law, and encouraged the dead soldiers, and then went back with everyone.

Back at Xiahou's house, Xiahou Zhang instructed his disciples not to use martial law, go back early to rest, and do other things tomorrow, giving the disciples a big vacation.

Although the disciples didn't understand why their family master was so happy, they were also overjoyed to hear that they could have a good rest today, and they nodded their heads busily.

And the crowd went back to rest with great joy.

That night, Xiahou Zhang was drunk and unconscious, but Xiahou Tao and Yulong carried him back to the room.

Xiahou Tao was also drunk, but he didn't drink much.

Xiahou Yulong looked distressed when he saw his drunken father, thinking that his father had been worried about it for the past few days, and he was busy again.

After sending his father back to the room, he immediately sent his second uncle back to the room, and said to his second uncle: "The second uncle has been tired these days, rest early, the child is not a child this time, and the second uncle will not send the child anymore." ”

got his second uncle's gratifying laughter and heavy nod.

Immediately, Yulong slowly retreated to Xiahou Tao's room, and left with Xia Chao and Tang Mo outside the door, but instead of going back to the room to rest, they went to the back mountain.

At this time, the Huangfu family, a simple and unpretentious room, there are pink gauze tents, and small jade, look carefully, everything in the home is exquisite, but it is a woman's boudoir.

"How?!

Doctor, is she alright?!"

The doctor kept checking his pulse, and his brow furrowed.

After a long time, I only heard the doctor sigh, and suddenly the questioner's anxious and extremely shocked voice was aroused: "Could it be ...... She ......"

The doctor was not good at pretending anymore, and said slowly: "The head of the Huangfu family is relieved, she has no worries about her life for the time being, but if the pulse is absent, judging from her breath, her life is not hindered."

It's just that the old man has been practicing medicine for many years, but he doesn't know why her pulse is so weird, she should be able to wake up, but the old man can't figure out why she hasn't woken up for a long time.

Recently, the old man has also come to check her pulse many times, but her pulse is the same as before, to be honest, the old man has never seen such a strange condition.

The head of the family has also invited many doctors to see it before, and they all judge like old men.

As for the prescriptions they prescribed, the old man had also read them, they were all medicines to nourish the vitality, and the girl was also drinking gruel these days, and she couldn't eat anything else.

The old man was ashamed, and he didn't dare to treat indiscriminately, but at the moment he could only write a few prescriptions for nourishing the body to her, so that the girl could hang her life.

Dare to ask the head of the Huangfu family, why did she pass out, and the old man can figure out the situation, maybe he can see a thing or two!"

The object of the doctor's speech was Huangfu Yiming.

Huangfu Yiming listened to the doctor's inquiry, his face was a little unnatural, but he immediately disappeared and regained his steady look.

Several doctors have also asked before, and they have all been prevaricated by him.

He couldn't tell the doctor that he invited this girl to come over to resolve the grievances on Changli's sword, which caused this girl to fall into a coma.

That's bad for yourself and your family's reputation.

Huangfu prevaricated and said, "Doctor, I don't know the actual situation.

She was playing in the backyard and suddenly fell unconscious.

Doctor, is she saved?!"

This was heard by the doctor who had been practicing medicine for many years, he was lying, but the doctor thought that the emperor's family was powerful, but he didn't dare to offend.

For a while, the doctor was also in trouble, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Since the head of the Huangfu family doesn't know the reason, the old man still prescribes some nourishing medicine for her to condition and condition her body, and he can also help her some."

If you want to come to Miss Jiren's natural appearance, she will definitely wake up safely in the near future. ”

Huangfu Yiming also knew that the doctor was helpless, so he also sighed and said to the doctor: "That...... All right!

Thank you, doctor. ”

The doctor replied respectfully: "Don't dare, the old man will write a prescription!"

After speaking, the doctor took up the pen and finished writing the prescription with a calm face.

After handing over the prescription to Huangfu Yiming, the doctor hurriedly retired.

He didn't dare to look at this disease anymore, for fear of involving the secrets of the Huangfu family.

Seeing that the doctor was so anxious, the emperor also knew that he was afraid of provoking the fire, so he did not stop him, so he called a disciple to hand over the consultation fee to the doctor, and asked the disciple to send the doctor back.

At first, the doctor wanted to push but didn't accept the money, but when he saw the unhappy look on Huangfu Yiming's face, he hurriedly took the money and quit Huangfu's house with a panicked face.

Huangfu Yiming turned back to the side of the pink gauze tent, looked at the unconscious girl, sighed secretly, and slowly exited the room.

Huangfu Yiming ordered the disciples of the night watch to keep watch here and not let anyone break in, and then slowly paced into his room to rest.

But he didn't see that in the darkness, a pair of bright eyes were secretly watching here, looking for an opportunity to slip in.

This person is Huangfu Zhuo, the son of Huangfu Yiming.

Previously, he had already secretly paid attention to the doctors who often came and went in the house, and also asked his father who was seeing a doctor, but he was angrily reprimanded by his father, saying that he was not doing his job properly and had other concerns.

Knowing that his son is like his father, Huangfu Yiming knew that his son was not dead, so he lied to him and said that the person was the deceased of a friend of his father's former friend, and now that the deceased had died, he entrusted this person to himself to raise before he died.

The father didn't say anything else, but angrily scolded himself for practicing and practicing calligraphy.

Later, I caught a doctor who saw a doctor and asked about it, and then I learned that the girl lying in the room was a girl about the same age as herself, and she was in a coma for three days.

The emperor was curious, and for a few days, he secretly peeked here, looking for an opportunity to sneak in.

But Huangfu Zhuo hasn't rested well in the past few days, and he was almost seen by his father.

But in the past few days, because the girl has just fallen into a coma, and the guards at the door are heavily guarded, Huangfu Zhuo is only thirteen years old, and he can't get home at all.

He was not so bold as to risk being blamed by his father and broke in, but he was curious about the woman lying inside.

That night, until late at night, seeing that there had been no chance, Huangfu Zhuo was unwilling to retreat to rest.

Xiahou's house, back mountain, at this time, Xiahou Yulong brought the two dead soldiers of the late Tang Dynasty and Xia Chao to practice here.

At this time, Xiahou Yulong had already engraved the exercises given to the two of them in the light jade slip, but this light jade slip was the kind that could be explored without divine sense.

It's just that I don't have the consciousness to immediately engrave the information into my mind, but I have to read it as if I were reading a book.

The two sat cross-legged, grabbing the Guangyu Jian with a serious face, and the content of the Guangyu Jian appeared in their minds.

The exercise at the end of the Tang Dynasty is called the Desolate God Decision, and Xia Chao's exercise is called the Dragon Gate Hidden Killing Decision.

These two exercises were obtained by Xiao Tian by robbing tombs in other worlds.

To put it simply, it was obtained by digging up the ancestral graves of other people's strong people.

Xiao Tian felt that these exercises were extremely powerful at that time, although they were incomparable to Xiao Tian's own exercises, and they were even worse than Xiahou Yulong's exercises.

Xiahou Yulong's exercises, Xiao Tian couldn't understand it, he only felt that the deepest understanding of the Tao was everywhere, but it was difficult for people to understand and ponder.

Xiahou Yulong's exercises were created by the original Yulong after countless years of improvement and countless painstaking efforts before combining Yulong's original exercises.

It was precisely because of the creation of that technique that Yulong would have such an inevitable - reincarnation tribulation.

Gain, this exercise is too against the sky, the creator is intolerable by the Dao, Yulong has such an inevitable reincarnation, and all the previous memories have been wiped out.

But this technique is fused with the Yulong Divine Soul, regardless of each other, and it is still retained.

The Tao is invisible and tangible, unintentional and intentional, and no one knows what the Tao really is. Descending such a reincarnation tribulation, no one knows what the intention is.

In the end, it was cheaper for Xiahou Yulong at this time, but this exercise was rebuilt, and it would show the greatest effect!

And Xiahou Yulong didn't know what this exercise was called, but he gave it a name, called Dao Yuan, and secretly inspired himself to peek through the origin of Dao and cut off the shackles of fate!

Xiahou Yulong faintly understood that the reason why his fate was so bumpy was because God did not tolerate it.

If you don't cultivate enough to compete with the heavens, you will never want to turn over.

You can only control your own destiny, and if you don't allow it, you will break the sky and destroy the sky!

Xiahou Yulong handed over the Guangyu Jane to the two of them, and asked the two of them to prepare some water, food and other things in advance, and use them for their own practice.

The two of them also honestly completed the order, prepared a few buckets of drinking water and a bucket of food, and Xiahou Yulong couldn't cry or laugh.

However, Xiahou Yulong didn't dare to conclude that he really couldn't finish eating these things.

Because of him, he didn't know much about his current situation, and he really hadn't tried how rebellious his cultivation was.

Xiahou Yulong took a soft silk vest weighing 100 catties from the space and put it on with great effort.

Then he brought two twenty-five-pound arm guards and twenty-five-pound leggings, both of which were made of soft silk, and there would be no sense of restraint when worn on the body, but the weight was real