Yan Song's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief and shock.
Although the figure was blurry, Yan Song was sure that he couldn't see it wrong!
It's Luo Yi.
he……
came back!
Luo Yi was dressed in black and carrying a sword, holding Wei Qing lying on the ground with one arm.
Wei Qing had fallen into a coma long ago. At this moment, he was as angry as a thread and almost all his body was covered with injuries. He was not even aware of Luo Yi's appearance.
Wei Qing's limbs had long been broken, and all the nails on his hands were missing, dripping with blood.
Especially the legs, from the knees down, there is no flesh and blood left.
Only bones are left.
This is someone using a boning knife to cut off the flesh and blood!
There were at least hundreds of wounds on Wei Qing's chest and back, and the wounds were extremely small. Each wound was not fatal, and these wounds were added to injuries.
Just wait until the wound scabs and then use a knife to cut open the scabs...
Luo Yi said nothing, kneeling on one knee in front of Wei Qing, his face expressionless.
He stretched out a hand and gently held Wei Qing's bloody hand, and the Heaven-Swallowing Creation Sutra was activated instantly.
This time, Luo Yi worked in reverse again, silently repairing Wei Qing's body.
Yan Song had also walked over at this time. In addition, Su Youlan, Ren Piaomiao and young Mo Li were also standing behind Luo Yi.
Su Youlan's expression was complicated, and there was something wrong with the fluctuations on Luo Yi's body.
He... is burning his blood.
Luo Yi held Wei Qing's hand and burned his sixth-grade immortal veins to the lowest level. A pure power suddenly poured into Wei Qing's body.
Not only did it increase Wei Qing's bloodline power to a higher level, it also frantically repaired Wei Qing's already damaged meridians and acupoints.
Yan Song didn't dare to speak, and he didn't know what to say.
The more silent Luo Yi was, the more he felt a biting chill.
After a long while, Luo Yi slowly took off his clothes and gently covered Wei Qing's body.
Those who tortured Wei Qing obviously did not intend to kill him in a short time. Otherwise, Wei Qing would have been unable to hold on long ago.
Now his internal injuries have basically been stabilized, but this bloody external injury, I don't know how many heavenly materials and earthly treasures and magic elixirs will be used to restore it to the original state.
Luo Yi turned his back to Yan Song and only asked one sentence.
"Who did it?"
There was neither sadness nor joy in his voice, and there seemed to be no mood swings at all.
But Yan Song knew that even if he told Luo Yi now that this was the intention of the Nine-Fifth Supreme of the Tyrant Dynasty, Luo Yi would not hesitate to kill the palace.
Yan Song hesitated for a moment, but finally stopped talking.
The Su family is now full of heroes, and almost all the big shots with good hands and eyes are present. If Luo Yi goes there now, it is like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.
He finally managed to save his life, but if he was left in the Su family's mansion like this...
Luo Yi's voice became colder.
"Who did this?!"
Yan Song gritted his teeth and said, "Calm down first, this matter involves too much, you..."
Before Yan Song finished speaking, Luo Yi asked another question.
"Where's Chu Mengli?"
Since something happened to Wei Qing, Chu Mengli must also be in trouble.
Although it was winter at the moment, Master Yan's hands were already sweating.
Luo Yi never stood up. He still knelt on one knee beside Wei Qing. With his back to Yan Song, he asked one last time.
"Who did it?"
Yan Song hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed slowly.
"It's...the Su family..."
Luo Yi released Wei Qing's hand, gently wiped the blood on his face, and asked at the same time: "What happened during this time?"
Yan Song knew that he could no longer stop Luo Yi, so he sighed deeply, and then told Luo Yi everything that had happened in Hantian City during this period.
Su Youlan frowned tightly, feeling a storm in her heart.
When Luo Yi heard that Su Tianqing was going to marry Chu Mengli, the An Ling behind him unsheathed himself for more than a foot.
Ren Piaomiao glanced at An Ling, and An Ling was sheathed again.
Luo Yi was silent for a while, then breathed out gently.
He was about to stand up when he found that Wei Qing, who had been in a coma before, woke up for an unknown moment. Wei Qing didn't know where he got the strength to hold Luo Yi's hand tightly.
Wei Qing struggled to open his eyes and moved his lips slightly.
Although he still couldn't speak in the end, everyone could still read Wei Qing's lips.
"Your Highness...go..."
After saying this, Wei Qing seemed to have exhausted all his strength and passed out again.
But he held Luo Yi's hand and never let go.
Luo Yi opened Wei Qing's fingers one by one with an expressionless face, and finally stood up.
"Master Yan, please take care of Wei Qing. I want all the precious elixirs by name in Jingtian Pavilion."
After saying this, Luo Yi stepped towards the Su family.
Su Youlan frowned and leaned closer:
"As long as I am here, no one can punish you. Meng Kun violated Father's prohibition, so naturally someone will punish him!"
"You have a special status, please don't do anything!"
She had a cold look on her face: "Leave this matter to me!"
Luo Yi took off Anling from behind and held it in his hand.
Without looking back:
"No matter who is behind this, I will kill him with my own hands!"
The young man Mo Li hurriedly followed Luo Yi's footsteps.
"well!"
Su Youlan's expression was complicated and she sighed.
Luo Yi's temper...
Yan Song hurriedly carried Wei Qing on his back, and was just about to say a few words to the Third Princess, when he looked up and found that the Princess had already chased after him.
Yan Song shook his head. It was too bad now. Even if Pavilion Master Jing was present, he might not be able to control the situation...
Su family.
In fact, not long after Yan Song left, in less than half a stick of incense, the wedding team had already returned to the Su family with drums and gongs.
Su Tianqing sat high on the horse, with a bright red hydrangea hanging on his chest.
Behind him is the eight-carrying sedan chair.
Su Tianqing dismounted first, then walked back to the sedan behind him and gently opened the curtain.
Inside the sedan, a wedding dress was as red as blood.
Chu Mengli wore a red hijab, making it difficult for people to see her expression clearly.
She held a red silk ribbon in her hand. Su Tianqing smiled and said softly: "Madam, it's time to get off the sedan."
Chu Mengli said nothing, while Su Tianqing held on to the silk ribbon and pulled Chu Mengli out of the sedan.
Outside the Su family's mansion, the team welcoming the bride played the happy music even harder.
Su Tianqing pulled the red ribbon, and the other end of the red ribbon was held by Chu Mengli.
The two of them just crossed the gate of the Su family's mansion.
In the courtyard, the dignitaries who had already taken their seats had different expressions...
