However, this is not Yongxi where Song Yu points out. Even if the Ping An Department in Tianyong's capital knew that he was the young city lord, he still had his own plans. At this moment, someone had recognized Sun Fengyuan and exclaimed: "It's the young city lord from Bai Zhao City!"
"What a piece of shit, Young City Master!" Song Yu was worried.
I don't know what is going on with Sun Fengyuan. Fortunately, Du Anchen is a giant sword wielder with great strength and a thick health bar. Even so, he was firmly suppressed by Sun Fengyuan. It was only through sometimes exchanging injuries for injuries that he managed to get hold of Sun Fengyuan.
The situation was critical, but these people were still watching. Song Yu was furious: "Are you all dead? Can't you see that this young master Bai is no longer a human being?!"
Lin Ting had just entered the courtyard and seemed to have not yet judged the situation in the courtyard. But after hearing Song Yu's angry rebuke, he quickly ordered: "Do it."
Lin Ting is the director of the Security Department and has the highest authority. Under his order, everyone immediately surrounded Sun Fengyuan.
"Sun Fengyuan" originally just wanted to kill the Taoist priest who could put pressure on him with a sneak attack. Since he failed to succeed in the attack, he did not intend to fight. After forcing Du Anchen back, he retreated to the tunnel. But he didn't expect that Song Yu had already left a hand here. Before he could enter, a series of explosions came from inside. Although it was difficult for the scorching air waves to cause any serious damage to him, it still made him instinctively take a few steps back.
As soon as he retreated, the people from the Department of Safety surrounded him tightly. It's just that obviously these people still care about Sun Fengyuan's identity, and they only sleep with him but don't kill him. Judging from the situation of both sides, the unscrupulous Sun Fengyuan is obviously more capable than this group of people, and is about to break through the encirclement.
Lin Ting's eyes narrowed, and he seemed to see clearly that Sun Fengyuan was not an ordinary ghost, and he was not something that his men could deal with. A dagger suddenly popped out of his sleeve and joined the battle, trying to force Sun Fengyuan back. Unexpectedly, a red light flashed in Sun Fengyuan's hand. No one could see what method he used, and he grabbed the two people's necks and twisted them hard.
Suddenly, the originally hellish courtyard was filled with blood mist. Under the evil aura, Song Yu felt a severe headache, but Jie Nanshi, who had not yet recovered from his injury, held his hand to help him stay clear. But as soon as Song Yu recovered a little, he saw that half of Sun Fengyuan's body had disappeared into the blood mist.
Song Yu was originally afraid that these people would not dare to take action, so he never revealed the other party's identity. At this time, he did not care to reveal the other party's identity directly: "Don't let him run away! He is the White Walker King!"
But his voice was firmly covered by another voice.
"Anything dares to come to me, Tianyong, to run wild!"
Immediately afterwards, the blood mist was crushed by a gust of wind from the sky. A figure suddenly appeared in the air, and at the same time, a huge coercion directly enveloped "Sun Fengyuan". The person holding a huge stone hammer instantly smashed into "Sun Fengyuan's" chest.
"Sun Fengyuan" was knocked upside down and vomited blood the moment he landed. At the same time, a black shadow flew out of his body. He continued to run in another direction, but was caught in the hand of a man in the void.
Sun Fengyuan, who had just suppressed Du Anchen and beat him, was like a toy in this man's hands, and he easily dissipated.
Song Yu looked at the skinny cheap daddy in mid-air and the big hammer in his hand that was obviously much heavier than himself, and couldn't close his mouth for a moment.
So is his father the biggest bug? The last boss that he upgraded to full level last week and defeated with the help of various props... is just gone?
Lin Ting also had a complicated look on his face. He put away his dagger and lowered his eyes to see clearly: "The city lord personally took action, even the White Walker King can't please him."
"It's just a clone." Song Chengwei clapped his hands coldly, and then disappeared in a flash.
Du Anchen, who was below, also disappeared in a flash.
A clone? Song Yu was stunned for a moment, and touched his chin thoughtfully. If the clone had strength beyond the full level... then the person he killed in the last week...
It is useless to dwell on speculations that cannot be verified. Song Yu made up his mind to go to Bai Zhao to have a look when things got better here. Xie Nanshi had recovered a lot by now and no longer needed to be supported by Song Yu. Song Yu walked quickly towards Lin Ting: "Uncle."
He didn't say much. But Lin Ting is obviously a smart man. He was very tired, but his tone was still gentle and doting: "Leave it to uncle to handle it. Yu'er should be tired too, so go back and rest early."
An expected answer. Song Yu did not resist and nodded.
The young master of Bai Zhaocheng died in Tianyong... This matter may not be something he can handle now.
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City Lord's Mansion, inside Qianming Palace.
Song Chengwei's figure appeared beside the bed. The moment he stood still, he staggered a few steps and barely restrained himself by holding on to the bed frame. He covered his lips and for a moment felt like he was about to cough up his lungs. Bright red blood slowly flowed down his fingers.
The move just now seemed to crush the White Walker King's clone lightly, but in fact it had used up all the remaining spiritual power in his body. Without the spiritual protection, the originally chaotic inner energy almost shattered his internal organs in an instant. Even if he suppressed it forcefully, the energy and blood would inevitably attack his heart, and his blood bar would drop rapidly.
When Du Anchen returned, he saw this scene. She quickly stepped forward and helped him sit back on the bed, took out the medicine bottle and water and fed it to Song Chengwei. That medicine bottle was clearly the red medicine given to her by Song Yu.
After Song Chengwei took the medicine, he barely suppressed the zhenqi flowing in his body, and looked at the medicine bottle in Du Anchen's hand with a smile: "I don't know where this kid got the elixir that is so useful."
Du Anchen said casually: "If it works, I will get a few more bottles."
Song Chengwei's face was complicated when he heard this: "In front of me, you said you cheated on my son. Is this really okay?"
Du Anchen just smiled when she heard this. She knew that the city lord would not care about such a trivial matter.
Sure enough, Song Chengwei just glanced at her helplessly and didn't say anything. He just sighed and said: "If it were in the past, how could even the clone of the Strange Ghost King sneak into our Tianyong City, and even talk about smuggling alien beasts in." I don’t know how long my broken body can last.”
Du Anchen's smile disappeared: "City Lord..."
Song Chengwei waved his hand and blocked Du Anchen's words: "Why is Yu'er still in the capital?"
Du Anchen didn't say anything, his eyes drifted slightly.
"He is very stubborn. Because of this, you should know that he wants to leave." Song Chengwei stared at Du Anchen, "We can't delay it any longer. You find a way to take him away and don't come back again."
Du Anchen knelt down directly: "City Lord, you will be fine if you have Taoist Master Jie by your side, but the current situation in the capital..."
Song Chengwei laughed and turned to look out the window: "Because of this situation, one more of you is not more, and one less of you is not less."
"City Lord..." Du Anchen bit his lower lip, and finally couldn't help but said: "Why don't you tell the young City Lord the truth."
Song Chengwei's eyes suddenly fell on Du Anchen, and his murderous intent instantly suppressed Du Anchen's head. After a moment, Song Chengwei looked away and said, "This is your first offender, so just pretend I haven't heard this."
"Yes." After Du Anchen answered, he realized that there was a layer of cold sweat on his back.
Song Chengwei raised his hand to signal Du Anchen to stand up: "Anchen, you have been following Yu'er for more than half a year. From now on, you can follow him with peace of mind."
Du Anchen responded and quickly withdrew.
At this moment, Song Yu didn't know that his other golden thigh was coming back, and he was still having unsubstantial conversations with Ye Jiao.
In fact, Song Yu also understands that it is better to rely on others than to rely on oneself, but there are some things that cannot be accomplished by one's own efforts, such as solving bugs. But obviously, Ye Jiao still couldn't give Song Yu a satisfactory answer.
Under the influence of multiple drugs, Xie Nanshi has almost recovered. It's just that although the fracture is healed, there is a debuff that causes the shoulder to be sluggish. Song Yu was quite worried about this, after all, the two of them were going to Guixu later. The current Jie Nanshi's skill is not as good as the one at the end of the last game, and he has been given such a debuff that even the wooden fish cannot dispel, which makes him somewhat uneasy. On the other hand, Xie Nanshi frowned slightly and asked, "Do you know about the left-handed sword?"
"Ah?" Song Yu suddenly asked, "Do you still have such ability?"
Xie Nanshi remained silent, as if this was the most common thing. But...how could Song Yu read a little bit of embarrassment from his seemingly indifferent eyes? Is his Taoist priest like this? Maybe he saw it wrong.
So the problem returned to himself - he was simply too weak. During this embassy, it was lucky that Bai Zhaocheng had an ulterior motive to set up a formation to level the playing field, which gave Song Territory room to show off. However, when Song Yu destroyed the formation in order to allow Xie Nanshi to quickly defeat Sun Fengyuan, he immediately became a piece of flesh under someone else's knife.
If it weren't for Jie Nanshi's talisman and jade pendant that delayed him for a little time, if it weren't for Sun Fengyuan getting mad because he hurt his face and releasing all the strange beasts. There shouldn't be any accidents about Song Yu dying there...
But Song Yu currently has too few chips, and Teng Nuan is highly dependent on the props given by Jie Nanshi. But the props he can use have limited power and are not a long-term solution.
"Do I still need to upgrade my skills?" Song Yu was a little confused. The cooking skill is obviously useless in combat, and the only thing left is healing.
So that night, when Qiaoyi came to wash him with a basin, Song Yu decisively targeted her: "Qiaoyi, let's discuss something with you."
"Master, please speak."
"Let me take your pulse."
Qiaoyi's body trembled slightly, but she still stretched out her wrist obediently: "Master, Qiaoyi's body is fine now... But when did you learn medical skills?"
"I just learned it, let's give it a try." Song Yu put his fingers on Qiaoyi's wrist. After a ray of green light, it was like piecing together the jienan stone before, trying to piece together the fragments that were deconstructed based on unknown principles into a complete Qiaoyi. The strange thing is that these pieces of Qiaoyi are extremely complicated. Song Yu put this end together, but the other side is missing. Until the time limit ended, he failed to diagnose Qiaoyi's pulse.
This made Song Yu couldn't help but look at Qiaoyi twice. With this skill, he can only diagnose the most basic conditions now. Is this little girl not fully recovered yet?
