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Part Two: Yitian Chapter 161: Chase

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    Chapter 161: Chase

    "There is still help, hurry up and save people!" Wen Yubing saw him standing aside with hands and hands unhurried, and couldn't help but glared and scolded.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced around and saw that several boats were drifting with the waves. There were sounds of silk and bamboo and women's giggles. No one noticed this.

    "Hmm, he's not a nobody yet!" Xiao Yuesheng didn't even bend down, stretched out his hand and slowly sucked the man up, and saw that the seven bags on his body were actually the Seven Bags disciples of the Beggar Clan.

    His clothes were not wet, he must have jumped from another boat.

    "Be gentle!" Wen Yubing was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Seeing him being so careless, she felt dissatisfied and gave him a hard look with a cold face.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled helplessly, holding him up with his left hand without touching his body, he picked up the curtain and entered the boat through three inches, and slowly placed him on the couch.

    This middle-aged man has a rather heroic appearance. His face is pale, his hair is messy, and he looks very embarrassed, but he can't hide the heroic spirit between his brows.

    There was blood at the corner of his mouth, but there was no external injury. Xiao Yuesheng reached out with his palm and pressed his chest gently. He already understood the extent of his injuries. All his internal organs were displaced, and he was indeed in danger of his life.

    Xiao Yuesheng straightened up and smiled at Wen Yubing who was approaching him: "He is lucky enough to have met us. Otherwise, with such an injury, he would have to wait for death!"

    Wen Yubing nodded. This person's internal injuries were indeed too severe. It seemed like he was not bleeding much, but he was in danger of losing his life. He was helpless to do anything about the injury, but he knew that it would not be a problem for the eldest disciple.

    "The person who hurt him was not mediocre." Xiao Yuesheng said thoughtfully, stroking his mustache, and glanced at Wen Yubing.

    Wen Yubing had a deep tacit understanding with him. She understood the look in his eyes and snorted softly: "I can't care about that much. Let's save people first and then talk about it."

    Xiao Yuesheng sighed helplessly. The master is indeed not the material to be the leader. He is too soft-hearted and does not care about the gains and losses. Although he is a good person, he is not a good leader for the sect.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? He may not want to but may disobey. Besides, he was too idle, and had something to stir up, so it was a good way to relieve his boredom.

    Walking to the bed, he raised his hands and photographed the Seven Bags disciple of the Beggar Clan in the void, as if he was lying on an invisible bed.

    Immediately, he moved both hands together, using only his index finger, and quickly tapped all the acupoints all over his body, which was a simplified version of the technique of returning to the spirit.

    Wen Yubing watched carefully, wondering how the eldest disciple could understand such a mysterious fingering method. He had written a secret manual for her. She had also studied it carefully and practiced hard, but now she only had its form, not its spirit.

    Each finger has a different power control method. Dozens of fingers are equivalent to dozens of sets of inner strength and mental methods, which are extremely complicated.

    "Porphyry" The man on the bed suddenly trembled and spurted out a mouthful of hot blood.

    Xiao Yuesheng gently waved his palm, pulling and spinning it in the air. The mist-like blood spurted out of his mouth. Before it hit the ground, it suddenly rose and gathered into a ball, forming a blood ball the size of a fist.

    Then he pushed his palm, and the blood cells flew out of the window, fell into the clear lake water, and disappeared.

    Wen Yubing turned a blind eye to this strange situation, walked to him, looked at the middle-aged man with twitching eyelids, and asked softly: "Rescued?"

    Xiao Yuesheng smelled the faint fragrance on her temples and nodded: "It's okay."

    "When will you wake up?"

    Xiao Yuesheng chuckled and said to the middle-aged man with his eyes closed: "This brother of the Beggar Clan has woken up, please open your eyes!"

    The middle-aged man slowly opened his closed eyes, slowly clasped his fists, and said hoarsely: "Thank you, brother, for saving your life."

    Xiao Yuesheng remained calm and waved his hand: "You're welcome,is there someone chasing you behind you?"

    The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said with a wry smile: "If I can survive, I will repay you with my life."

    After saying that, he tried his best to support his body and got up to lie down.

    "You're still injured, don't move." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand to stop him, stroking his mustache, his mind-reading skills already working, and said calmly: "If you move, you won't be chased by others, and you will die, so just lie down in peace."

    "If I stay here, if my benefactor is implicated, I will die without redemption!" The man shook his head and insisted on getting up, his intention was very firm.

    Wen Yubing had been keeping a cold face and said nothing. At this moment, he couldn't help but speak and said lightly: "Lie down for noware you a member of the Beggar Clan?"

    ¡°I¡¯m Jiang Weigong, the Sichuan helmsman of the Beggar Clan. What are the names of these two benefactors?¡±

    "Sichuan branch?Interesting! This is the family master, the leader of the Shuiyun Sect." Xiao Yuesheng chuckled and turned around to look at Wen Yubing.

    Speaking of which, they are still neighbors, and the Sichuan branch is located in Chengdu.??, it's just that today's beggar gangs are not as powerful as before, and they act in a low-key manner, which is easy for people to ignore.

    "It turns out to be Sect Leader Wen. This benefactor must be Daxia Xiao, whose name I have admired for a long time!" Jiang Weigong was slightly stunned and hurriedly clasped his fists.

    Disciples of the Beggar Clan are the best at snooping for information. The Shuiyun Sect is in the limelight when it comes to their wedding to the Emei Sect, so they will certainly hear about it.

    Xiao Yuesheng was too lazy to be polite and went straight to the point: "Who is chasing you?"

    He hesitated for a moment and finally said: "it's Chen Youliang, the traitor!"

    When he spoke, he gritted his teeth, his tone was resentful, and a flush rose on his pale face.

    "Well, it's him?" Xiao Yuesheng waved his palm and pushed Xiudun behind Wen Yubing. He stroked his mustache and searched in his mind. He seemed to have such a name. He raised his head and said, "Is he the elder Babao of your Beggar Clan?"

    "Yes!" Jiang Weigong replied through gritted teeth.

    "Well, you can just rest and recover." Xiao Yuesheng patted his shoulder, and a burst of internal energy surged out, directly sealing his acupuncture points.

    Jiang Weigong didn't have time to put it down before he fell down silently and unexpectedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng gently lifted him up, moved to another bed, and placed him on it. This bed was located in the corner of the cabin. It was inconspicuous and could be covered by the gauze hanging down.

    These moves were done cleanly and swiftly, and by the time Wen Yubing realized what was happening, he had already been put away and he came back.

    Wen Yu snorted coldly, took off a layer of sheets, sat back on the couch, raised her slender breasts and sat sideways, and gave him a sharp look with her bright eyes: "What are you going to do?"

    "Master, what do you want to do?" Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand and caressed the Yao Qin on the table, making a tinkling sound, like the sound of a golden sword.

    Wen Yubing heard the murderous intention in the piano and stared at him with bright eyes: "You want to help Jiang Weigong?"

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, lowered his head and plucked the strings lightly, but smiled and said nothing.

    The master and the disciple returned to peace.

    Wen Yubing was lying on the couch reading a book, with her jade body stretched out, the mountains undulating, and her graceful and attractive appearance. Xiao Yuesheng was sitting in front of the couch playing the piano, watching the lakes and mountains outside the window, and a soft and warm atmosphere filled the boat
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