"Master!" The shorter figure struggled to break free from the bustling crowd. The onlookers were really scary, blocking the street below like a wall. Xu Qingzhou, who had been attracted by curiosity just now, couldn't break free at this moment. He used all his strength to get his last leg out of the sea of people.
He trotted up to Gu Huai, sweating profusely, but saw that the person's eyes were dim and his face was ugly and pale. His heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?!" He stretched out his hand to help him. . The other party subconsciously refused, but in the end he had to stumble and had to acquiesce.
Gu Huai swallowed back the large mouthful of sweetness that came to his throat, his arms trembled slightly and he said hoarsely: "Go back first."
"Oh? Oh oh oh! Let's go now. Be careful and don't rush." Looking at Gu Huai's increasingly ugly face, he couldn't help but become anxious, but he could only suppress the anxiety in his heart and carefully help the person go. Walk where there are few people.
Leaving the bustling streets, the two of them took a distant look at the congested streets.
Seen from a distance, Kaiyang Street was full of monks, and the streets were blocked. Carriages and pedestrians were blocked in the middle, unable to move, and they were all looking in the same direction.
"These people are really crazy." After watching this scene, a young boy who completely forgot that he was one of them just now sighed.
"You probably don't know yet. There was a conflict between monks from a large number of sects on the street just now. It is said that someone was seriously injured. Now they are facing each other..."
Gu Huai didn't know whether he listened or not. He glanced intently at the flooded crowd, and the next moment he covered his mouth and coughed heavily, which made him feel heartbroken.
Xu Qingzhou's sharp eyes suddenly saw a few wisps of bright red gleaming between his fingers, in stark contrast to his pale fingers, and said anxiously: "Master!"
"Let's go -" This time he didn't have the energy to say another word. He turned around and took Xu Qingzhou away from Kaiyang Street, and quickly disappeared around the corner.
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Not long after, another person came to the place where they were standing. They stopped and looked at the crowded Kaiyang Street, as well as the few words drifting over from there.
The corners of the man's mouth raised slightly, he looked at it for a while, then left in an instant and disappeared around the corner of the street.
All that was left was the noise in the streets. New monks kept coming in to talk about what had just happened. This matter spread very quickly, so fast that almost all the monks on Kaiyang Street had already learned the information.
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Because Jin Linshang was seriously injured, the Wuhua faction did not dare to argue for too long. After Zhenjun Yuanheng put down his harsh words and severely frustrated the other party, Shi Shiran left. This time it was half a point. No favors were spared for them.
The few people who followed wanted to go up and untie the "abandoned" disciples, but were stopped by Zhenjun Linyue.
Ever since True Lord Yuan Heng mercilessly humiliated their faces, his expression has been ugly. The other disciples of the Guiyi Sect speculated that they were unable to step down because they had lost face by fellow monks.
"Don't be too busy. These people..." He glanced at the happy people with disgust: "... drag them back and find a place to lock them up. We will deal with them after the auction."
"Ah... it hurts, it hurts, what is this? It hurts so much... my heart is about to burst... What did the man who suffered a thousand cuts do to me..."
"Ahhhh..."
Before the monks from the Guiyi Sect came to meet them, they suddenly began to wail like ghosts and howls. The screams were louder and louder than before, which was very permeating and startled the disciples who were about to help them.
"Zhenjun Linyue, this..."
"Don't worry about them, just let them go. This kind of troublemaker should suffer a lot. Do you think you really let them go after the Wuhua sect left? Didn't you hear what Yuan Heng said... If there is no justice As a result, he will seek justice in his own way."
A mean and sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Zhenjun Linyue's mouth, and he didn't know who he was laughing at.
This disciple felt that he was even more frightened. Linyue Zhenjun, who was famous for his generosity and loyalty in Guiyi Sect, actually had such a mean expression. It seemed that he was really mad.
Those disciples didn't dare to speak, so they had to drag these unlucky guys back in front of everyone, so as not to embarrass them here. Therefore, the disciples of the Guiyi sect who had received a wave of onlookers couldn't help but secretly cursed their bad luck. Why did they go out with Zhenjun Linyue on this trip? Wouldn't it be better to stay in the inn with a few other brothers?
At this moment, the Wuhua Sect group had already hurried back to Shen Mansion and rushed to the room where Jin Lin was placed.
The people from the Shen Mansion later helped to invite several well-known medical practitioners in the city to come and check. However, the opinions are all similar, and they are all similar. They all say to take good care of themselves, and one even calls to give up...
This shows how seriously Jin Lin was injured this time.
Kong Jinyu mingled with several casual doctors, discussing with the patients on the bed from time to time. When he saw Zhenjun Yuanheng and others returning, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"You're back. How's it going?"
"What else can I do?" Zhenjun Yuanheng said angrily. He was so angry that he couldn't kill anyone, so he could only give them a harsh lesson. But this didn't make him feel any better. Instead, he felt an unsatisfactory feeling.
"Don't worry about it for now! Change the Japanese seat and then come to them to settle the account."
Kong Jinyu then moved his gaze to Ning Xia, his pupils brightening even more.
Without the other party having to say anything, Ningxia had already understood what he meant and took out the Hundred Turns Pill he had just prepared. She had used one before, but now there was only one left in the small bottle.
Kong Jinyu took the jade bottle, couldn't wait to open the lid, and asked, his eyebrows loosened, looking obsessed. Ning Xia's eyebrows jumped at this, because this man's actions reminded people of some kind of existence called a crazy man.
A man who is crazy about pills... well... he is indeed a "special technical talent".
Probably wanting to appease her, True Lord Yuan Heng said helplessly to Ning Xia: "That's just the way he is."
"I won't let you get this hundred-turn pill in vain, don't worry. You... are a good child." Ning Xia felt the other party's palm caressing the top of her hair very gently, like a feather sweeping over her. How many traces are left behind, showing tenderness inadvertently.
"You guys..." Ning Xia heard the other party let out a long sigh, and the other party seemed to turn his head and look at the person on the couch: "It's really disturbing."
"Don't be reckless next time."
It took a long time for Ningxia to realize that the other party's words were addressed to her as well as to Jin Lin. It was probably about her previous mental failure.
Although Ning Xia did not tell the reasons behind the incident, Zhenjun Yuanheng still sensed an unusual danger and smelled a different meaning. If he had been a little careless back then, he might not have seen Ningxia today.
Knowing that persuasion was useless and unnecessary, Zhenjun Yuanheng simply stopped asking and only gave explicit instructions. It's just that I still can't let go.
