Although the six people in front of him seemed to be full of life, Lu Jing certainly didn't think that they were really just a bunch of people from different religions.
After all, the woman in the red dress who fell from the tree before was actually a martial arts person. If she could chase her around the tree, how could this group of people be ordinary people.
So Lu Jing didn't try to be brave and nuzzled into the grass not far away.
Upon seeing this, the little sales girl exchanged glances with the fisherman carrying the bamboo pole, and the latter walked towards the grass together with the butcher carrying the butcher's knife.
Forget about the old fisherman, the butcher who sells pork obviously looks fat and broad, with a big beard, and looks like a fierce Zhang Fei, but he is also terrifyingly light when walking. He and the fisherman are like two civet cats. Yes, it didn’t make much sound even when stepping on the ground.
Soon he walked to the grass. A solemn look appeared on the old fisherman's face. He took off the fishing rod on his back and carefully pushed aside the grass. Sure enough, he saw a motionless red figure inside. It was the same figure he had seen before. The girl who fell from the tree.
The previous glance was too brief, and it was only then that Lu Jing saw that one of the woman's legs was still injured. In addition, there were also blood stains on her waist and right shoulder, but they were simply bandaged. , and it was impossible to tell how serious the injury was. No wonder she had failed to adjust her landing posture while in the air.
Coupled with the hard fall when she landed, she seemed to have passed out.
But the old fisherman did not immediately let down his guard. Instead, he poked the woman in the red skirt with the fishing rod. After confirming that there was indeed no reaction from the woman on the other side, he and the butcher stepped forward and pulled the woman up from the ground.
Then I saw his fingers were like electricity, tapping several acupuncture points on the woman in the red dress, and then I was really relieved, "Xijian Pavilion is indeed worthy of its reputation. Any young disciple's swordsmanship is so good."
The Taoist priest on the other side also sighed with emotion, "It is said that there are hundreds of sets of swordsmanship in the Shenjian Hall of Xijian Pavilion, which can teach disciples according to their aptitude. So when you walk around the world and meet a disciple of Xijian Pavilion, you have no idea what he will use. Swordsmanship, Lao Wu, how is your injury?"
The acrobat took advantage of the man who kept holding his stomach. Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "Fortunately, my second brother has already given me medicine. After this matter is settled, I will find a medical center and let the doctor do it again after I enter the city." Take a look."
"This is a foolproof strategy," the candy-making vendor slowly nodded, and then added, "But it's best to change your appearance when you go to see a doctor. There are martial arts people everywhere in Wujiang City now. Don't be fooled. Let’s see what happens again.”
"I can spare it." Qian Chengren said.
"It's been such an eventful time." The old fisherman sighed and pointed to the Bodhisattva temple not far away, "There happens to be a ruined temple here. Let's ask her there and bury her after asking."
"It's not like Lao Qi can't control his own things," the vendor who made the candy man sneered again, "It doesn't matter if he dies, we will also have to deal with his messy things."
As he spoke, he had already taken the lead towards the ruined temple. The Taoist priest and the acrobat were following behind him, while the butcher and the fisherman were holding the still unconscious wash between them. The female disciples of Jiange also walked towards the temple together.
Only the little flower seller was still standing there with a smile on her face, looking at the scene, and asked curiously, "Brother, why don't you look so good? Is it because you hit too many trees and your hands hurt?"
Lu Jing sighed, "My hand doesn't hurt much, but my head hurts a little now."
"Do you have a headache? It's a coincidence. I'm the best at treating headaches." The little flower seller clapped her hands and smiled, "Brother, you just helped us a lot. We poor flower sellers and fortune tellers have nothing to offer. Things can repay you, so in that case, why not let me help you cure your headache."
When Lu Jing found out that the woman in red dress who fell from the tree was a disciple of Xijian Pavilion, he knew that he would not be able to escape this disaster.
Although he has not yet started to travel around the world, he has already heard of the name Xijian Pavilion. It is one of the most famous sects in the world. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most desired place for all sword users.
This is not to say that the disciples of the great sect must represent the righteous side, but that if Xijiang Pavilion knew that one of its disciples was being hunted down, they would definitely not give up. These six people would definitely do it just for their own safety in the future. He will not let the only bystander go.
What happened next also confirmed his suspicion. The group of people talked about how to kill people and bury corpses in front of him as if no one else was around. Apparently, they regarded him as a dead person in their hearts.
The little flower seller walked towards Lu Jing step by step with a flower basket, and said as she walked, "You are really weird. When I first met you, I thought you were a villager from a nearby village who went up the mountain to collect firewood, but it turned out You said you were punching, but it didn’t matter if you were punching, you were still punching a tree. In my life, I have never seen a fool get angry with a tree."
At this point, she rolled her eyes and continued, "You must be very dissatisfied when I say you are stupid, but if you were really smart enough, you would have turned around and ran away, and you would not have stood there stupidly until Now."
Lu Jing did want to run. After all, he had poured his inner strength into his legs and ran very fast before, but when he thought about the woman in the red dress who could fly around the trees, she couldn't escape from this group of people. , he gave up the idea again.
The little flower seller obviously didn't expect that the words would reach this point. The young man opposite could still keep his composure and didn't show any panic. He couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Are you really a fool? It’s boring.”
After saying that, she took out a golden ring directly from the flower basket. Lu Jing didn't see clearly how her feet moved. He only felt his eyes dazzled, and then a golden light appeared in front of his eyes.
Lu Jing wanted to hide, but his body couldn't keep up with his consciousness. The next moment, the golden light fell and hit his chest solidly. Lu Jing only felt a pain in his ribs, but then there was a large area of nowhere in his Dantian. The vented energy suddenly came to life again, rushing to his chest.
The little flower seller was very confident in her attack. She was already waiting to see the sight of Lu Jing's chest collapsing and vomiting blood flying out.
As a result, the blood was vomited and the person flew away. It was just herself. The little flower seller felt a surge of internal energy coming from Lu Jing's chest. Not only did it block all her internal energy, but she also It invaded along the golden ring and into her meridians.
