Chapter 937: Battle of the Phoenix (4)

Style: Heros Author: Tianxin01Words: 1974Update Time: 24/01/12 00:08:48
After the bloody battle with the Yinling Sect, Tang Jing and his party originally wanted to pursue Mu Lingtian at Hidden Sword Villa, but under Tang Aoshuang's instructions, they had no choice but to give up, so after resting for a period of time in Wuxin Pavilion, they also Prepare to bid farewell to Wuxin Pavilion and return to Tangjiabao to detoxify Xiao Ruyun from the poison of Fu Gucao.

In the hall of Wuxin Pavilion, Tang Jing and the others were preparing to say goodbye to Xiao En. Suddenly, a disciple of Wuxin Pavilion ran in, took a look at everyone, and then said to Xiao En: "Pavilion Master, a carriage dropped a man covered in body. The old man with the pustule said he was someone the master knew, and then left!"

Xiao Qinghan was dressed in green and white clothes and held a long sword in his hand. He had the demeanor of a young knight. He stood quietly beside Xiao En. Hearing the disciple's report, he didn't want these trivial matters to disturb Xiao En and his daughter's farewell, and then said to Xiao En: "Don't worry, Master, I'll take care of it! Miss, Brother Tang, Brother Ang, Brother Mo Bai, and Sister Wanting, please take care of yourself along the way!"

After saluting everyone, Xiao Qinghan turned around and walked out of the hall.

Xiao En glanced at the few people reluctantly, then stopped Xiao Qinghan and said: "Qinghan, don't worry, I'll just go and take a look. It just so happens that it's getting late and they should be on their way."

"Yes!" Xiao Qinghan responded, then stopped and returned to Xiao En.

Xiao En turned around and walked out of the hall, and everyone followed him.

Outside the gate of Wuxin Pavilion, two disciples stood on both sides of the gate, and a large and luxurious carriage parked aside.

There were two Wuxin Pavilion disciples, not far from the carriage, guarding a man with tattered clothes, blood all over his body, disheveled hair, and a stinky smell. It seemed that the man was seriously injured, and everyone looked over.

Mo Bai, who was wearing a gray gown, couldn't help but frown, as if he was jumping for joy. He took two big steps to the man, squatted aside, lifted him up and took a look. He was suddenly startled and shouted anxiously: "Master! "

Seeing Mobai's anxious look and hearing Mobai's name for this person, everyone couldn't help but froze on the spot. They never thought that the dying person in front of them was actually the rumored secret conspiracy.

"He...he is Mo Bai's master? A mysterious conspiracy?" Tang Wanting stared at her big watery eyes, blinked twice, and muttered in surprise.

Xiao En was really startled, but he reacted instantly and quickly ordered the two Wuxin Pavilion disciples: "Quick, carry it in quickly!"

When the two Wuxin Pavilion disciples heard the order, they came to their senses in surprise and quickly stepped forward to help Mo Bai carry Tianji Guimou into Wuxin Pavilion. Everyone followed closely.

Heaven is never merciful to those who have made mistakes. Even if they die, they will never die easily, let alone come out alive and gain freedom. Pan Yang can indeed be regarded as a god if he can pick up a life from the sky. Extremely merciful.

Mo Bai carried Pan Yang back to the wing, and Xiao En also ordered a doctor to diagnose Pan Yang. A group of people gathered around the bed, quietly waiting for the results.

An old man with white hair and beard, with a slim figure, seemed to be in good spirits. After carefully checking Pan Yang's pulse, he frowned deeply, stood up and saluted Xiao En and said: "Pavilion Master Xiao, here we go." The person's five internal organs are all damaged, his eight meridians are blocked, and his energy and blood are lacking, just like the stream on the river, it is very small. If it were not for the deep internal strength in the past, I am afraid that he will not be able to survive now. I can only promise to keep him alive. As for the other things, I dare not say for sure."

Xiao En frowned deeply, and then said: "Mr. Zhang, please heal him at all costs!"

Doctor Zhang looked at Xiao En's serious expression and just sighed and nodded: "I'll do my best!"

"Thank you!" Xiao En said gratefully, and then moved his eyes to Pan Yang. He didn't know why Pan Yang was like this, and sighed deeply.

Pan Yang was seriously injured, so Tang Jing and others had to temporarily give up their plan to return to Tangjiapu and planned to wait until Pan Yang woke up to see the situation.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed. Under Mo Bai's careful care, Pan Yang's complexion gradually improved, and there was a trace of blood on his face.

The clean and tidy house with simple furnishings gave people a fresh and elegant feeling. The sunlight shined through the window on Pan Yang's face. Pan Yang felt the temperature of the sun and slowly opened his eyes.

Mo Bai sat on the stool next to the bed. When he saw Pan Yang waking up, he suddenly smiled. He got up and came to the bedside and shouted with concern: "Master!"

Pan Yang had just woken up, staring at Mo Bai with blurred eyes. He gradually came back to his senses, took a shallow breath, and shouted weakly: "Mo Bai!"

In addition to Mo Bai, Doctor Zhang was also guarding Pan Yang. Hearing the voices of Mo Bai and Pan Yang, Doctor Zhang quickly put down the book in his hand and strode over. When he saw Pan Yang waking up, his face suddenly showed a smile. With a pleased smile, he said to Mo Bai: "Young hero, let me see!"

Mo Bai quickly stepped aside and let Dr. Zhang examine Pan Yang.

After these few days of recovery, Pan Yang was indeed much better. After Doctor Zhang checked, he immediately said to Mo Bai: "Young hero, don't worry, your master is no longer in danger, but he still needs a good rest. As for the future... How far he can recover depends on his luck."

Mo Bai quickly thanked: "Thank you Mr. Zhang!"

"You're welcome!" Doctor Zhang responded politely, and then said to Mo Bai: "Since your master has woken up, I will go and tell the pavilion master the news first."

Mo Bai bowed his hands and said gratefully: "Thank you!"

Doctor Zhang left, and Mo Bai sat by the bed, with a look of distress on his eyebrows, and asked: "Master, why are you here? Who hurt you like this?"

Pan Yang naturally couldn't tell Mo Bai what he had experienced in the sky. He sighed slightly, and his recalling eyes were filled with complex thoughts, which seemed to be grateful and sad, but he only said to Mo Bai: " It’s just the cause and effect of the future and the past, so there’s no need to worry about it, and you don’t have to worry about it. I’m naturally aware of my body, so this little injury won’t bother me.”

Seeing that Pan Yang didn't want to mention it, Mo Bai naturally didn't ask further questions and just asked: "The master must be hungry, right? I'll bring the porridge!"

Pan Yang nodded.

After a while, Xiao En learned the news that Pan Yang woke up and rushed over, but he only exchanged pleasantries and didn't ask anything else.

When Tang Jing and others learned that Pan Yang had woken up, they originally wanted to ask Pan Yang a lot of questions, but Pan Yang naturally didn't know how to answer them at this time, so they just said that the time has not come yet, and when the time comes, everything will be clear.

Now that Pan Yang is awake, Tang Jing and others are relieved. The four of them rush back to Tangjiabao to understand Xiao Ruyun's poison.

A few days later, Pan Yang and Mo Bai also left Wuxin Pavilion.