When Su Ning and Joel arrived, the battlefield was already in full swing.

The guards who fell all over the ground, Su Ning's gentle etiquette and even a little timid and shy in her memory, Lu Ding'an looked cold at this time, and his long sword was swinging in his hand, and the knife was fatal, stabbing the young man in front of him.

When he was fighting with him, a man wearing dark gold clothes and looking very noble, he was frightened in his eyes, his face was not right, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that his opponent would be powerful.

Right in front of me, about a hundred meters, like the Imperial Palace, a wave of horses were about to come out, but for some reason, they all squeezed into the door, as if they were restricted and could not get out at all.

Even the archers were preparing on the walls of the palace, but they were still restricted.

On one roof, Meng Yan looked at the backbone of the roof sitting cross-legged with his legs in the middle. He was wearing black clothes and made a sound under the wind, with long ink hair flying, and a flamboyant face looking at the battlefield below with a bit of joke.

Seeing Joel and Su Ning coming, he looked at him with interest, his eyes revealing a little bit of surprise.

Joel blocked his gaze sideways, frowned slightly, and then stood in the air without going down.

The eaves are too dirty.

Meng Yan came back to his senses and curled his lips: "Just!"

Su Ning felt that it was unsafe and stood in the air. She couldn't reach the level, so she patted Joel's arm: "Take it over."

"Okay." Joel calmed down and sent him there, and he also stood beside him.

From an angle, they just took the battle below into their eyes, and there was a very good viewing effect.

The scene also made the line standing on the palace wall see it, and his eyes darkened, and he looked at the battlefield below again. His originally angry face calmed down, and he felt a little sad in his eyes.

The ending seems to have been scheduled long ago.

Su Ning, a layman, knew that Lu Ding'an was completely fighting against the other party.

Even as the opponent's face became paler and the battle was about to end, and the second half of it was already coming.

"How is it like? The disciples taught by him are not bad, right?" Seeing Lu Ding'an stabbing the other party with a sword, his face became more and more gray, and his mouth full of blood had already begged for mercy. Meng Yan asked softly.

Su Ning admitted it and praised it: "It's not bad, but what's wrong with Xiao Lu?"

Meng Yan shook his head lightly: "Who knows, I don't care."

‌‌‌His temperament did what happened, Su Ning smiled and looked at them without turning his eyes.

After more than ten seconds, Lu Ding'an completely put the sword around his neck, his tight face added a hint of pleasure, and an angry voice sounded: "At that time, I deliberately delayed the rescue time, which caused the army to be surrounded and suppressed, but I still don't recognize it?"

The young man who had been beaten and bruised all over the body was still in shock and nodded quickly: "Acknowledge it! ‌Agree! Brother Lu, I did something wrong at that time. I didn't want it. The master was willing to compensate me. I would compensate me for as much as I wanted. I let it go! I Prince of the King, if I want to kill me, I can't escape. I am the king's land in the world!"

Lu Dingan did not waver at all, but looked at him with a little more sadness and regret: "I deliberately approached him."

The young man's face twitched, his eyes flashed, and he dared not speak.

The sharp sword had pierced the outer skin of his neck and oozed blood. He was afraid that he would be finished with a move.

Lu Dingan gritted his teeth and swung his sword, intending to completely defeat him.

But he didn't expect that the young man would still have a second move, throwing out a porcelain bottle and blowing it out, making Lu Ding'an unable to defend himself, and he took two steps back and was about to escape.

But he had only escaped for two steps, but was blocked by an invisible barrier and could not go to the road.

The cold wind blew behind me, bringing a biting chill.

He turned around in horror, and only a silver light appeared in his light. His chest hurt. He lowered his head and a blood-colored silver light appeared from his chest, with a sharp tip.

The next second, the sword was drawn out, Lu Ding'an held the sword, and the bloody color at the tip of the sword fell to the ground, turned around and looked at Su Ning, with a smile on his lips, and then he quickly walked.

The young man behind him fell to the ground, and the soldiers who witnessed everything were uproar. For a while, the barrier that had been preventing them from disappearing, and a group of young men flocked out and surrounded the fallen young men.

Among them, a young girl rushed over with injuries. She was sad for the death of the young man. She cried and didn't forget to see her, as if she wanted to remember their hatred.

Su Ning saw that she was dirty and took a deep breath, and was a little unstable.

It seems that it was the first time I saw a scene like this. It was not her world, but the rules of the world were just like that, but she was still a little uncomfortable.

Meng Yanqing suddenly moved, pulled Lu Ding'an up, and said, "Take him to a place first, let's go back."

After saying that, the ‌ disappeared, and the speed was so fast that it could not be captured at all.

Looking at the side of me, my face turned pale.

Su Ning wanted to ask what was going on, but she had to get up when she saw this: "Joel, it's going to be trouble."

"No trouble for the store manager." Joel smiled and shook his head, took her hand, tapped his toes, and then jumped far away.

After a while, I returned to the place where the restaurant was settled.

At this time, a handsome young man with a pale and thin face came down from the carriage and was surrounded by a group of servants into the restaurant. The leader greeted him with a round face with a chubby face, smooth chin, white skin, and a gentle and slender voice: "I don't know how fragrant food in the store was before?"

Lu Liu nodded: "Oh, please come in the guest."

Then, "Can you have a private room?"

Lu Liu nodded again: "Please ask for a private room, but the private room is charged by the hour. Do you think which one is the big one is still small?"

“It’s big.”

"Two taels of silver per hour, the dishes are calculated separately, can you?"

"But, please lead the way."

"Let me please."

Following the brief conversation, the thin and pale man went upstairs by the servants, as if he was weak and weak.

Su Ning glanced at him twice, which caused a servant behind him to warn him with a vigilant warning.

The thin man seemed to have eyes behind him and said in a deep voice: "Happy!"

The servant quickly lowered his head: "Master, I'm wrong with my joy."

The man didn't say anything else and coughed twice. His face turned pale with his naked eyes, and he still insisted on coming over to have a meal, which shows that he was in love.

Su Ning sighed and didn't pay attention anymore. She went to the kitchen. She came out and wanted to have a meal. But when she heard about Lu Ding'an, she ran over to see it. She was still hungry.

The second floor on the other side

The group entering the private room ordered a meal, and when the outside was gone, they said, "Master, it feels strange in ancient times. When you look at the painting, it's just like the ones, it's so strange."

"What doctor Yu said can be effective?"

The one who spoke was just talking to Lu Liu, who looked like a housekeeper and had a higher status so that he could talk to the master's family.

After he finished speaking, he looked at the middle-aged man behind him who kept placing him with all the same questions, and asked him.

But the middle-aged man, known as Yu, snorted, and even though he didn't know how to put his hands on his sleeve, the questioning face made him look ugly.

Qing said in a young voice: "I'll try it."

The questioning questioned looked at the young man with pity and stopped talking.

The funeral was already held in the imperial city, but the news had not yet arrived due to stagnation, and the restaurant was still very lively.

After a while, the dishes ordered in the private room were delivered.

The jar where Buddha jumped over the wall was opened. Doctor Yu, who was originally cold and arrogant, stood up directly, hugged the white and fat man who was suspicious, and looked at him in a stern face.

The jar tilted, and golden soup gushed out. As the rich ingredients fell on the plate, the heat rose, and the fragrance seemed to be stronger. The aroma mixed with the aroma of the meat and the aroma of wine attracted the soul.

There was also a stream of light in the eyes of the young man who had originally looked faint.

The fat white man took the lead in serving a bowl for the young man, and the young man said, "My little boy is hot."

The young man nodded, picked up a spoonful of golden soup, and the fragrance seemed to be even stronger, making even if he had never eaten it, he felt the delicious taste. He blew it and felt it was OK. He put it to his mouth and took a little sip.

The thick and fresh soup surpassed his previous understanding of soup. The young man paused slightly and drank the soup on the spoon in one sip the next second, with his eyes showing great pleasure: "The soup is very delicious! Even if it doesn't work, it's not in vain!"

Doctor Yu suddenly spoke: "Use it! Buy the rest quickly. If you have more than nine kalas, your health will be cured after drinking it."

With a "bang", the fat white man who was picking up food for the young man trembled his hand and his chopsticks fell off. He hurriedly picked it up and said in a trembling voice: "You, what you said?"

"That's it!" Doctor Yu was full of arrogance.

"Sister, go!" He immediately said, after greeting the young man, he quickly walked out.

The young man was hoarse and chuckled, picked up a spoonful, drank slowly, and then took a bite of the ingredients in it. After a bowl, he was about to drink the second bowl when he suddenly realized something was wrong and murmured: "The hands and feet are warm..."

Doctor Yu said without surprise: "The great replenishment of ‌‌It also contains a little innate spiritual energy, which is very precious. Now it is sold out by the store at a low price. It is also a blessing that I don't know how much I can buy."

He also finished a bowl and didn't continue to drink it. When he went to eat other things, they ordered a lot of them, and they ordered the best ones. The fragrance was not overbearing, but it was also very good.

He picked up a piece of pig's trotter with bright colors and ate it first, tasted the delicious salty and spicy taste, his eyes slightly widened, and his face was full of praise: "It's also delicious, fat but not greasy, the meat is tender, and the best meat I have ever eaten!"

The young man glanced at him enviously, but his health was not good. He could not eat something that looked extremely heavy-tasting.

He drank half a bowl of Buddha Jumping the Wall soup, and planned to change his taste. He looked along the way and chose steamed eggs with shrimps and scooped a spoonful of egg custard to eat.

It was indeed light and tasted delicious. He was so happy that he hadn't eaten casually since he was poisoned?

After eating egg custard, I tasted the soup and baby cabbage. The young man looked happy and wanted to keep eating it.

However, my stomach became full in a short while, and I could only look at the remaining dishes, which was a pity.

Doctor Yu seemed to be possessed. After taking a bite of spicy pig's trotter, he began to taste every dish. His expression became more and more excited, which made the young man look sideways and eat and drink enough, and his body is warm and comfortable. Therefore, he became very curious and couldn't help but ask: "Why is the miracle doctor like this?"

Doctor Yu didn't know how to do it, and continued to eat it. After the last bite of egg custard, he was silent, and his face was still painful and admirable: "I'm wrong. Your Highness's poison, no accident, can be cured within half a month."

"Hiss!" A sound of air sucking sounded in the box, and the servants looked at him in shock.
To be continued...