The originally spacious room was filled with a group of young monks.
These people were either dressed in embarrassment or had their clothes stained with blood, as if they had come from a difficult situation. They all stood in the room with solemn expressions.
They seemed to be surrounding the person in the middle, listening to something.
"So...I am dead?" He paused subtly, and then received a wave of strange looks, and then added: "I was declared dead."
It seems even weirder to say it this way. Ning Xia, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but cast a strange look at the other party.
Although the elder's words were strange to hear, the young man who finally found his backbone didn't care and reported the situation he knew so far to True Lord Yunmao very seriously. Some of them were heard in the chaos, and some were told by enemies to stimulate them——
Each of these news is more exciting than the last. Just using these fragments to piece together the entire incident can make a thrilling movie.
Ningxia, the only outsider, sounded very tired. This is a movie, right?
Yet this is true. Because of some indescribable selfish motives, the fifth son personally started a battle that almost bloodbathed the entire family, and he even did not hesitate to involve other people. The whole city was acting with him, and they all became chess pieces that he played with at will.
Today, his blade is not aimed at external enemies, but at the clansmen who once walked with him within the clan.
Is he crazy? What does he want to do?
For a moment, the fifth family members in the room were speechless, not knowing what to say. Because they don't know what this crazy Chongzi master wants to do. It is obvious that the position of head of the family is easily obtained, and there is no motive at all.
Ningxia: ...out of place.
She didn't know how things developed like this. As if suddenly, they came out of the secret passage, and then suddenly a group of trapped teenagers appeared, and then a group of people began to tacitly discuss household matters.
Ningxia said it was quite sudden.
By the way, haven't you noticed that there is a person with no surname other than Fifth hanging around here? She really, really didn't want to hear so many family secrets.
But in such a cold and solemn atmosphere, she really didn't know what to say, so she had to shamelessly sit by and listen.
Speaking of which, she can be regarded as the only person in the room besides Zhenjun Yunmao who has a seat. If Wu Ying hadn't pulled her to sit down at the beginning, she would have chosen to stand. It couldn't be better than being looked at overtly or covertly by people who don't know the situation now. The pressure is really great...
Despite the critical situation, curiosity is still inherent in human beings.
This female cultivator was very unfamiliar. She was not wearing a family robe, and she did not look like she was from their fifth family. But their head, Zhenjun Yunmao, was very affectionate to her, letting her sit against him, and would ask the other person from time to time during the conversation...even if the other party didn't put forward any other opinions.
His almost friend-like attitude attracted the curiosity of many young disciples. However, it was not the right time now, so no one dared to ask. They only observed each other secretly.
This is really troubling... Ningxia is seriously considering the feasibility of moving separately from the other party for a while.
It seems that Zhenjun Yunmao is almost doing well now. Now that he has met his teammates again, he is no longer a mere commander... It seems there is no use for her to stay here? After all, this is a family matter!
But obviously the other party didn't have this consciousness... She endured it! It's really not that easy to pass the test after taking other people's good things.
"...Are you the only ones?" The teenagers looked at each other and shook their heads, indicating that there were several seriously injured elders in the next room.
Wu Ying frowned and asked them about their situation again, then relaxed his brows slightly.
Then I asked the young disciples if they had any healing elixirs on them, and as expected, they all got a negative reply.
Because some of them had contributed early to save lives, otherwise some people in the next room should be lying outside in the "morgue" instead of being thrown into the gentleman's residence together with serious injuries.
Some of them have been looted. They are cleaner than anyone else now, so how can there be anything left? Before they were driven in, the guards spontaneously searched them. Everything of value was taken away by the widow, leaving only a piece of clothing.
"...Little friend Lin. I wonder if I can borrow the Guangling Pill?" Zhenjun Yunmao's eyes wandered around and finally returned to Ning Xia, seeming a little embarrassed.
Ningxia knew it, and he probably didn't expect such an unexpected situation to happen. Well, they didn't expect it. Those seriously injured people are indeed a problem right now...
It didn't matter to her. This was something given by others, but she felt a little unreal when holding it in her hand. Since others need it now, why not return it?
Of course, she still felt a little bit of heartache, just a little bit.
Ning Xia waved her hand, indicating that it didn't matter, and took out the basket of pills that she had just put in from the storage bag.
"The elixirs are all here. Zhenjun, can you ask them to see which ones can be used? If it's not enough, I also have some ordinary elixirs, but not many..." It's not easy to keep it secret in this situation. After all, it's It was a matter of life and death. Wu Ying, as the head of the family, would definitely not want to see his family members die like this.
Wu Ying's expression became more and more embarrassed: "I'm sorry."
Ning Xia knew that the other party was embarrassed that she had given away something and now wanted to get it back... But this was a matter of urgency, and she had always known the difference between priority and importance.
He said this, but the other party didn't take much more. Except for the two bottles of Guangling Pill mentioned, he only took one bottle of Fusion Spirit Pill. The rest were all returned to Ningxia, and he refused to take any more.
Ningxia was not pretentious and took it back when she saw that the other party really didn't want it anymore.
Then Master Yunmao took a waist card and gave it to her, saying that when things were settled in the future, he would take this thing to the fifth store to pick up things. If so... he will ask someone to prepare things for him by then.
Ningxia also took it hesitantly.
The other disciples now also saw her identity as a foreigner, and they all hoped that their elders would receive the elixir. They all expressed that they would repay her in the future and insisted on giving her identity tokens.
Ningxia:……
Fortunately, the petty thoughts of these people were suppressed by Wu Ying in the end. He gave them pills and told them to go over and treat them quickly, and the room became quiet.
All those who were related rushed to the next door to take care of the elders. The remaining people were no more and no less, only half the number.
Compared to the group just now, they are no less anxious. Because they have no idea about their family's situation, the unknown is obviously more terrifying.
Especially when they see that there is hope for other people's elders to be cured, but they still don't know the safety of their own relatives, and they have no intention of paying attention to how others are doing.
The atmosphere in the room instantly became solemn.
