A burst of blood mist spread in front of Fang Zilan's eyes. She was stunned, but she still walked over slowly, "You...killed Wuhuang?"
Li Shengxuan seemed not to have expected that Fang Zilan would suddenly turn back. He subconsciously stood in front of Wushu's body, "Why are you back? But Awan..."
"It has nothing to do with Awan." Fang Zilan interrupted Li Shengxuan in a deep voice, "I have something to ask Wuhuang."
"What are you talking about..." Li Shengxuan froze on the spot, then saw Fang Zilan bypass him, walked straight to Wushu's body, and squatted down.
"The way you kill people doesn't look good at all." Fang Zilan lowered her head and looked at Wushu's body. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the fatal wounds on Wushu's body were uneven, and the person who did it looked like a novice who rarely kills people.
"I..." Li Shengxuan opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. After a while, he whispered: "I asked Wuhuang, but he refused to say anything."
"Normal." Fang Zilan stretched out her hand and gently closed Wushu's eyes, "The killer of the ghost sect always only brings secrets into the coffin."
After she finished speaking, she stood up and looked at Xia Houzhang instead of looking at Li Shengxuan, "You are seriously injured, please take good care of yourself."
"You don't ask Ah Shi..." As soon as Xiahou Zhangfu opened his mouth, Fang Zilan stopped him, "You failed to bring Ah Shi back, what else do I have to ask?"
She looked a little colder as she said, "I never like to pursue the process of failure."
Xia Houzhang's lips moved, but he saw Fang Zilan leaving without looking back. Not long after, Awan hurried over, followed by the guy from Zuiyue Tower.
Mingxiang leaned on the railing in the corner upstairs, watching the scene quietly. Fang Zilan's voice came from behind, "Do you know Wuhuang?"
"I know, the imperial physician ordered Mr. Wen Ya to accept the first apprentice." Ming Xiang turned her head and saw Fang Zilan sitting not far from her, drinking medicine slowly, "I heard from Wen Ya that Wu Huan is quite good at practicing medicine. He is talented, but he takes the wrong approach, and his relationship with his master and disciple is shallow."
"Taking a wrong approach? Mr. Wen actually said that there is no danger?" Ming Xiang laughed dumbly, and Fang Zilan put down the medicine bowl in her hand, "Is there anything wrong?"
"If the sword goes astray, Mr. Wen's teacher, Yaoshi Xu, is the best in the world." Ming Xiang said softly: "In order to defend Wanhua Villa, Yaoshi Xu trained many living people into medicine dolls. Those medicine puppets were really powerful at first, but they suffered backlash soon after, and most of them lost their lives."
A burst of blood mist spread in front of Fang Zilan's eyes. She was stunned, but she still walked over slowly, "You...killed Wuhuang?"
Li Shengxuan seemed not to have expected that Fang Zilan would suddenly turn back. He subconsciously stood in front of Wushu's body, "Why are you back? But Awan..."
"It has nothing to do with Awan." Fang Zilan interrupted Li Shengxuan in a deep voice, "I have something to ask Wuhuang."
"What are you talking about..." Li Shengxuan froze on the spot, then saw Fang Zilan bypass him, walked straight to Wushu's body, and squatted down.
"The way you kill people doesn't look good at all." Fang Zilan lowered her head and looked at Wushu's body. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the fatal wounds on Wushu's body were uneven, and the person who did it looked like a novice who rarely kills people.
"I..." Li Shengxuan opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. After a while, he whispered: "I asked Wuhuang, but he refused to say anything."
"Normal." Fang Zilan stretched out her hand and gently closed Wushu's eyes, "The killer of the ghost sect always only brings secrets into the coffin."
After she finished speaking, she stood up and looked at Xia Houzhang instead of looking at Li Shengxuan, "You are seriously injured, please take good care of yourself."
"You don't ask Ah Shi..." As soon as Xiahou Zhangfu opened his mouth, Fang Zilan stopped him, "You failed to bring Ah Shi back, what else do I have to ask?"
She looked a little colder as she said, "I never like to pursue the process of failure."
Xia Houzhang's lips moved, but he saw Fang Zilan leaving without looking back. Not long after, Awan hurried over, followed by the guy from Zuiyue Tower.
Mingxiang leaned on the railing in the corner upstairs, watching the scene quietly. Fang Zilan's voice came from behind, "Do you know Wuhuang?"
"I know, the imperial physician ordered Mr. Wen Ya to accept the first apprentice." Ming Xiang turned her head and saw Fang Zilan sitting not far from her, drinking medicine slowly, "I heard from Wen Ya that Wu Huan is quite good at practicing medicine. He is talented, but he takes the wrong approach, and his relationship with his master and disciple is shallow."
"Taking a wrong approach? Mr. Wen actually said that there is no danger?" Ming Xiang laughed dumbly, and Fang Zilan put down the medicine bowl in her hand, "Is there anything wrong?"
"If the sword goes astray, Mr. Wen's teacher, Yaoshi Xu, is the best in the world." Ming Xiang said softly: "In order to defend Wanhua Villa, Yaoshi Xu trained many living people into medicine dolls. Those medicine puppets were really powerful at first, but they suffered backlash soon after, and most of them lost their lives."
A burst of blood mist spread in front of Fang Zilan's eyes. She was stunned, but she still walked over slowly, "You...killed Wuhuang?"
Li Shengxuan seemed not to have expected that Fang Zilan would suddenly turn back. He subconsciously stood in front of Wushu's body, "Why are you back? But Awan..."
"It has nothing to do with Awan." Fang Zilan interrupted Li Shengxuan in a deep voice, "I have something to ask Wuhuang."
"What are you talking about..." Li Shengxuan froze on the spot, then saw Fang Zilan bypass him, walked straight to Wushu's body, and squatted down.
"The way you kill people doesn't look good at all." Fang Zilan lowered her head and looked at Wushu's body. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the fatal wounds on Wushu's body were uneven, and the person who did it looked like a novice who rarely kills people.
"I..." Li Shengxuan opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. After a while, he whispered: "I asked Wuhuang, but he refused to say anything."
"Normal." Fang Zilan stretched out her hand and gently closed Wushu's eyes, "The killer of the ghost sect always only brings secrets into the coffin."
After she finished speaking, she stood up and looked at Xia Houzhang instead of looking at Li Shengxuan, "You are seriously injured, please take good care of yourself."
"You don't ask Ah Shi..." As soon as Xiahou Zhangfu opened his mouth, Fang Zilan stopped him, "You failed to bring Ah Shi back, what else do I have to ask?"
She looked a little colder as she said, "I never like to pursue the process of failure."
Xia Houzhang's lips moved, but he saw Fang Zilan leaving without looking back. Not long after, Awan hurried over, followed by the guy from Zuiyue Tower.
Mingxiang leaned on the railing in the corner upstairs, watching the scene quietly. Fang Zilan's indifferent voice came from behind, "Do you know Wusu?"
