Afterwards, everyone knew what happened. After a shock that could not be explained, Ning Xia and Gu Huai were taken away by Yin Jiuzhu's people.
On the way to being "escorted", Ningxia no longer felt the chilling atmosphere at the beginning.
Moreover, when they were "invited" to leave, the other party was very reasonable and did not directly take them into custody. People are bound to be stronger, so Ningxia and Gu Huai have no choice but to go with the flow. Then they came to this gathering place, but those people put them down. Now they don't know what the regulations are.
Now that Daojun is still strong in this situation, Ningxia and the others cannot act rashly. Of course, there is a good thing about this, that is, other people don't dare to cause trouble for the time being, which is safer.
Gu Huai adjusted his breathing for a long time, and finally opened his eyes with some enlightenment. Qing Lingling's eyes went from dull to bright, and then she met Ning Xia's slightly worried gaze.
Seeing that the other party looked fine, Ning Xia seemed to be relieved and patted the other party on the shoulder.
What should I ask now? are you OK? Are you okay? How does it feel...it's all bullshit. Conditions are limited, just wake up.
"It's probably been more than half an hour... I haven't seen any movement." After hearing Gu Huai's question, Ning Xia thought about the time. It seemed to be more than an hour.
In short, they had been forcibly invited here for more than an hour, but the person in charge never made time to deal with this group of people.
Yes, Ningxia uses the word "process". Although she herself was one of them, Ning Xia knew that they had always been in danger, and it was just that the immediate execution was changed to a suspended sentence. The knife was always hanging above his head and could fall down at any time.
After all, it's impossible for Yin Jiuzhu's people to invite them to tea. If nothing was really wrong, Xu would have let them go a long time ago, so why bother to gather so many of them together. In Ningxia's view, there must be something fishy.
And they can do nothing and accomplish nothing.
Although Ning Xia appeared calm on the surface, she had a lot of thoughts in her heart, trying to find the right direction from various clues that were constantly being sorted out and confused. It's a pity that it has little effect and no clue.
Gu Huai nodded, but didn't say anything. He didn't talk much to begin with. Most of the time he listened to what she said and then organized it into a set of thoughts for himself.
Don't talk about him. Even Ningxia didn't want to say anything in this situation. She didn't forget that there was a strong man above them who didn't know whether they were friends or foes and was monitoring their every move. It was undoubtedly irrational to say or do anything at this moment.
After a while, about half an hour, the balance of the place, which was so quiet that there was only air, was suddenly broken.
There were trivial footsteps, the scraping of clothes, and the faint sound of someone breathing heavily.
There seemed to be a lot of visitors this time, a lot of people.
Soon this time the team was revealed in front of everyone in the field.
When they saw the embarrassment of the visitor, everyone in the venue was surprised.
Except for the people from Yin Jiuzhu, most of the people here were escorted here like Ning Xia and Gu Huai. Many of them had no idea what was going on and were brought here inexplicably.
Although Yin Jiuzhu's attitude was very tough, he was still polite in his actions and did not adopt an overly violent method. Naturally, many people come here dressed neatly, with not even a trace of dust on their clothes.
Ning Xia and Gu Huai were the same, even though they were covered in dust because of the inexplicable vibration, they were forced to come to this place and were held like prisoners. But overall it's pretty decent and not too embarrassing. This also gave everyone some comfort.
But this new group of "visitors" is different——
As miserable as he is, he looks miserable and has gone through a lot of troubles. Many people's clothes, cuffs, and exposed skin were stained with dried blood. There were even many who were helped in by Yin Jiuzhu's disciples and were sent to a corner near where they stayed in Ningxia to sit down.
By the way, what happened in these short two or three hours? They've only been in for a while, and it's already such a mess outside?
Ningxia didn't know what happened to these people, but just looking at their state was enough to make her feel uneasy.
What happened outside?
Suddenly, Ning Xia felt the hand on the corner of her robe move and looked over... and then followed the other person's line of sight to accurately capture a certain figure.
It's him.
At this time, there was another movement outside, and it was Yin Jiuzhu's disciples again. They brought the second batch of injured people, which looked even worse than the previous batch.
The venue, which originally seemed a bit deserted, looked extremely miserable after a large number of injured people gathered and a group of people lay scattered about.
But presumably there will be an explanation soon. After the second group of people came in, many monks wearing Yin Jiuzhu uniforms came in, looking ready to go.
After the second group of people came in, Ningxia began to feel that something was obviously wrong in the atmosphere, as if some button had been turned on, and the scene was no longer completely silent.
Some people seemed to have accurately found their injured companions and assigned them to the pile again. If they were forcibly put together just now and just wanted to find a place to stay, then now they are working together to get their salary, as if they have found their own backbone.
The whole scene seemed to be completely alive, filled with various sounds. It felt like...no one knew what was going on.
The tall, thin young man was covered in blood and seemed to have been seriously injured. He was lying on his side on the ground, unconscious. There was probably no acquaintance accompanying him, so he had to lie pitifully on the ground after suffering such a severe injury.
"Wake up! Wake up..."
In his confusion, Mingmo seemed to hear someone calling him. Where is he? It seems... it seems...
His consciousness was blurred, his body could not move, and his consciousness seemed to have drifted far away.
As a veteran medical practitioner, Ming Mo also knew that his spiritual power was probably at its lowest, and his spiritual veins had been damaged. Even if he was lucky enough to wake up, he didn't know how long it would take to heal. The sea of consciousness was also severely damaged, and the soul was almost shattered into dregs.
It's not good from any point of view, it's even bad.
He even thought for a moment that maybe passing out like this would be much better than waking up, at least he wouldn't have to face a mess that he didn't know if he could clean up.
But there are people who are unwilling to resist. They call him persistently and tell him to sleep peacefully.
Which guy... is really annoying. When I wake up, when I wake up, I must...
"Ming Ming Da Physician!"
