Traveling through the martial arts world

"Lianxing, I'm going to the Song Dynasty soon, and I'm looking for you to go with me this time. Are you interested?"

Huang Shaolin walked to Lian Xing's door and knocked.

"Of course, I'm bored too, so I'd like to go out for a walk. Just the two of us?"

After a while, the door opened and Lian Xing, wearing her white dress, leaned against the door and said lazily.

"I'm leaving soon. You should pack up and leave now, or we'll miss the Zhenlong chess game!"

The two of them packed up and left, heading towards the Song Dynasty. This time they did not go sightseeing because the Zhenlong chess game was going to start in 5 days, and Lianxing was more curious about why they were going to the Zhenlong chess game.

"This Zhenlong chess game was set up by Wuyazi of the Xiaoyao Sect. It is a rare endgame that can test a person's character, paranoia, and heart. It's a good opportunity to go and see for yourself!"

Huang Shaolin began to explain.

"And most importantly, there are a lot of martial artists participating. Interesting things might happen, and I can't miss it!"

Huang Shaolin said as he drove the carriage

"Shao Lin, Sister Wu Qing sent me a letter saying that she has returned to the Shen Hou Mansion in the Song Dynasty. Should we go and see her?"

Lian Xing said teasingly.

"What do you think? I must go see her! Why don't we go directly to the Shenhou Mansion and then to the Zhenlong Chess Game?"

Huang Shaolin rolled his eyes at Lian Xing and said helplessly.

Two days later, Huang Shaolin arrived at the capital of the Song Dynasty. He went directly to the Shenhou Mansion and was still received by Tie Shou.

"Iron Hand, you are the one who greeted me again. Could it be that Zhuge Shenhou and Wuqing haven't returned yet?"

Huang Shaolin sighed, "Is he not here again?"

"Mr. Huang, Uncle Shi and Wuqing are back, but Wuqing was slightly injured, so I came to greet you. Please don't blame me!"

"What? Wuqing was injured. Who did it?"

In an instant, the angry Huang Shaolin's momentum reached its peak, and Tie Shou next to him was sweating profusely. Lian Xing was a grandmaster after all, so he was better off. He retracted his momentum after seeing the looks of the two.

Then he ran towards the Shenhou Mansion and saw Wuqing lying on the bed with a pale face, while Shenhou Zhuge also had a solemn expression.

"Wuqing, who hurt you? I'll vent your anger for you!"

The voice arrived before the person did. In a flash, Huang Shaolin rushed over and came directly to Wuqing's bed.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

After saying this, Wuqing coughed twice.

"What do you mean it's okay? You're in this state, why didn't you send me a message? Have you forgotten that I'm a doctor?"

Without further ado, he grabbed Wuqing's wrist. After a while, Huang Shaolin said angrily:

"You have a concussion of the heart and lungs. If I had come a day later, you would have been left with sequelae in the later stages and would have been coughing every day. Do you understand?"

Looking at the angry Huang Shaolin, Wuqing smiled without saying anything, but looked at him affectionately.

"Okay, you take a rest first. I'll go prepare some herbs and treat you later. Wait for me!"

As he spoke, he hurried out to prepare the herbs, leaving only Lianxing, Wuqing and Zhuge Shenhou in the room.

"Sister Wuqing, don't worry, Shaolin will definitely heal you. He looked a little scary just now, which means you are very important to him."

The only one who could joke at this time was Lianxing, because she believed in Huang Shaolin's medical skills.

"Sister Lianxing, why are you here?"

Wuqing also said with a red face.

"It's not the Zhenlong chess game. Otherwise, how could it catch up with you for this reason? From what I know about Shaolin, he will definitely help you vent your anger, and it will be a crazy one."

Lian Xing said enviously. Even though she knew Huang Shaolin would do the same if she was injured, she was still envious.