As soon as Jun Wuxie opened her eyes, she saw Yue Yao sitting in front of the bed with sad eyes.
His heart skipped a beat and he said in a trembling voice, "Yao'er, what's wrong?"
"Brother Wuxie, come with me quickly!"
Yueyao pulled him and walked outside.
Jun Wuxie didn't have time to put on clothes, so she hurried out of the door wearing only her underwear. She saw the concubine Ling and the small house next door, crowded with people.
The powerful men from various forces who stayed in Zongwang Mountain to help build the sect these days were all there, and all of them were silent.
Seeing him coming, I involuntarily made way for him.
For the first time, Qing Li, Xiong Da, and Ma Ben no longer bothered him to introduce the saint.
Jun Wuxie's heart suddenly sank, and she rushed forward and pushed open the door.
The rich energy of life comes oncoming.
He saw a person lying on the bed. Concubine Ling and Su Xiaoxiao were doing their best to treat him, and their faces were covered with sweat.
Su Xiaoxiao wiped away tears while treating her.
The master of the Medicine King Sect of the Jubaozhai is also here.
Because they blocked the view, Jun Wuxie couldn't see clearly who was lying on the bed.
He rushed in instantly and knocked the Yaowang Sect master off his feet.
When he saw the person lying on the bed, his head buzzed and he was confused.
"What happened! Who did it? Who did it?"
His lips trembled and his voice trembled. He squatted down and looked at the bloody person on the bed.
Just last night, she was still so fresh, pouring him tea and water, and still telling him and worrying about him!
In just one day, she was lying here dripping with blood!
"Su Lan, just hold on, nothing will happen!"
Jun Wuxie trembled and tried to hold her hand, but the hand was dripping with blood and the bones were broken.
"Mr.. Gongzi..."
The moment Su Lan saw him, her dim eyes suddenly became bright, and a large amount of blood poured out from her trembling lips.
"Don't talk! We will heal you, heal you!"
Jun Wuxie covered her mouth, trying to stop the blood from gushing out, but couldn't stop it.
The bright red blood dyed his palms red and kept flowing out from between his fingers.
"Quick! Heal her injuries, hurry up!"
He yelled at Concubine Ling and Su Xiaoxiao.
Concubine Ling shook her head and sighed while performing the great healing technique.
Su Xiaoxiao used the Taishi Nine Needles and moved the needles quickly, with tears streaming down her face and sobbing softly.
"Young... Young Master... don't... waste your strength... Su Lan... Fu... Fu Qian... can't... share... your worries... for Young Master... anymore..."
Every time she spoke a word, blood kept pouring out.
She opened her eyes hard, with a look of hope in her eyes: "Mr... Young Master... can you hug...hug me?"
Jun Wuxie's heart trembled, and he held Su Lan, who was covered in blood, in his arms, and said in a trembling voice: "Who did it, who did it!"
There was a smile on Su Lan's face, but her eyes became darker and darker. Two tears fell from the corners of her eyes. The hands holding Jun Wuxie's arms gradually loosened and fell downwards...
"Su Lan! Su Lan, don't sleep, don't sleep!"
Jun Wuxie shook her vigorously, but her body softened, she lost any strength, and her heartbeat gradually stopped.
"Quick! Save her, and keep her alive no matter what!"
Jun Wuxie roared, and golden light quickly appeared on his body.
The source of life in the body condensed crazily and was continuously injected into Su Lan's body.
Her heartbeat, which had stopped, was forcibly activated.
But the heartbeat was extremely slow, almost too weak to be ignored.
"Hurry up and use my life source as a guide to extend her life!"
The essence in Jun Wuxie's body surged crazily and poured into her body.
Concubine Ling and Su Xiaoxiao quickly used their treatment methods.
During this process, Jun Wuxie's skin became dull at a speed visible to the naked eye, her body gradually shriveled up, and her skin aged.
"No, Brother Jun, if you continue like this, you will leave original wounds!"
Su Xiaoxiao cried.
"Sir, if you deplete your essence like this, your body won't be able to bear it!"
Concubine Ling's face was pale and her voice was trembling.
Next to him, the owner of the Yaowang Sect saw this, his lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.
He did not expect that Jun Wuxie would be willing to waste his own essence in this way to save Su Lan's life.
This is forcibly shortening his lifespan to maintain Su Lan's life.
Outside, everyone heard the movement inside the house and rushed in.
Seeing such a scene, his expression changed and he wanted to persuade Jun Wuxie.
Yueyao stopped them.
Everyone opened their mouths, but in the end they didn't say anything.
Who cares about Jun Wuxie the most here?
Of course it’s Yueyao.
She didn't stop it, so what right did they have to stop it.
Perhaps she is the only one who understands him best.
…
Exactly half an hour passed.
Su Xiaoxiao, whose face was full of tears, suddenly choked up excitedly: "That's it, the fire of life is stable!"
"Sir, stop it!"
Concubine Ling hurriedly stepped forward and took Su Lan away from Jun Wuxie's arms.
Jun Wuxie, whose life source was severely consumed, fell backwards.
His thick black hair has turned into grayish white, and his face at his original age looks as old as a sixty-year-old man.
The plump muscles on his body became shriveled, and his whole body was as skinny as firewood.
Yueyao stepped forward and held him in her arms, with tears in her eyes.
"Yao'er, don't cry, I'm fine..." He said weakly, looked at Su Lan on the bed, and said, "She..."
"Sir, Su Lan's life is safe, but his soul was seriously injured. I'm afraid it will be difficult to wake up for a long time..."
Concubine Ling knelt down and looked at him with distress and worry.
"As long as you're alive..."
Jun Wuxie smiled, and his tense heart suddenly relaxed. He felt like the world was spinning, his vision went dark, and he didn't know anything anymore.
"Sister Yueyao, take the young master to the bedroom quickly!"
Concubine Ling hurriedly left the house and brought a large wooden bucket to Jun Wuxie and Yueyao's bedroom. There was more than half of the bucket of clean water in it.
He took out the fountain of life with a purity of 5% and poured dozens of drops into it.
The water in the barrel suddenly turned turquoise, filled with rich vitality.
Everyone followed Yue Yao and put Jun Wuxie into the bucket, and saw that his body was thirstily absorbing the life force in the water, and countless green threads of life were continuously submerged into his body.
When Concubine Ling saw this scene, she immediately added dozens of drops of the Fountain of Life.
"Everyone, please go out. Sister Lingfei and I will just take care of Brother Wuxie here."
Yueyao said to the people in the room.
Everyone nodded, walked out of the room one after another, and sat around the stone table in the courtyard, with solemn expressions and silence.
Not long after, the master of the Yaowang Sect came out of the house.
Everyone's eyes turned to him in unison.
"Come here and tell me what's going on?"
Su Ji had a sullen face, obviously his status in the Yaowang Sect was much higher than that of the Zhai Master in the Yaowang Sect.
"Report, protect..."
"Protect what?"
Su Ji interrupted him.
The owner of the restaurant immediately shut up, reorganized his words, and said, "Reporting to the elder, Su Lan doesn't want Mr. Jun to know the reason for this matter."
"Do you think Wu Xie will let it go without asking why he woke up?"
Su Ji's face was ugly, he was full of anger now.
The members of his sect were injured like this, their origins were broken, and their souls were almost scattered, yet this elite elder actually wanted to hide it!
"Late last night, at Master Jun's request, we escorted the military supplies to the frontline camp overnight. We take this matter very seriously, and Su Lan requested to accompany him personally to avoid any mistakes in the military supplies..."
"Unexpectedly, this morning, on the way back, I was attacked by the true disciples of the Holy Sect..."
"What?" Su Ji was so angry that he shouted: "The true disciple of the Holy Sect? How could a dignified true disciple of the Holy Sect attack the elite disciples of our Yaowang Sect and the people of Jubaozhai without any reason?"
"The True Tradition of the Holy Sect, the purpose this time should be to anger Young Master Jun and test his strength. Su Lan guessed this and asked us to hide it from Young Master Jun and not to be fooled by the True Tradition of the Holy Sect. Today's capital city is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. …”
Su Ji's eyes flashed coldly.
The strong men from other forces also looked solemn.
For a moment, no one spoke.
They realized that the water was getting deeper and deeper.
Everyone from Zhongzhou Holy Sect is here!
