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- Chapter 323 Serious Injury
There were only a few words on the paper. He glanced at it and nodded.
Xiaohe took it over and looked at it, then raised his head and said, "Master, who is this? It's midnight, but it's very cold on Su Di!"
Xiao Yuesheng sneered and put down the tea cup: "They are from the Luo family!"
"Master, let's just ignore them." Xiao He said hurriedly and put away the letter.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head. He also wanted to see what kind of mysteries the Luo family would play. He had been famous for the Luo family for a long time and wanted to see it.
In the evening, as the sun set, Xiao Yuesheng came out of Guanyun Villa.
Behind him were three women, Yi Lin, Cheng Bingling and the young woman Zhang Xuemei, all wearing moon-white blouses.
Yilin is wearing a moon-white monk's robe, which was sewn by Liu Jing herself. It is made of Shu brocade and embroidered by herself. It is exquisite.
Wearing this moon-white monk's robe, he looks holy and impressive. When he walks, his steps are graceful, and his delicate body seems to be floating instead of walking.
Her exquisite and graceful curves are weakened to the maximum extent under this moon-white monk's robe, making it difficult for people to notice. Instead, they are attracted by her holy temperament.
"After she put it on, Xiao Yuesheng was filled with admiration. He didn't expect that his wife's female beauty could reach such a level.
"The so-called skills are close to the Tao. There are three hundred and sixty skills, and all skills can be passed through."
After Yilin put on this monk's robe, she liked it so much that she couldn't bear to take it off. She kept wearing it and kept the original gray monk's robe.
Along the forest road outside Guanyun Villa, more than thirty wind lanterns illuminate the road as bright as day. From a distance, the entire forest is also illuminated, like jade trees and silver flowers.
Walking through the avenue illuminated by lights, it feels like you are traveling through a dreamy land. At the end, you reach Su Causeway, where the lake sparkles under the moonlight.
At this time of winter, the lights on the West Lake are still bright, boats are painted, the sound of silk and bamboo can be heard constantly, and the laughter of orioles can be heard from time to time.
Cheng Bingling treated this scene indifferently and nonchalantly. Zhang Xuemei was dumbfounded and admired, and was fascinated by its prosperity.
She was in a state of excitement, how could she resist seeing such a prosperous and prosperous scene? She stared blankly at the scenery of the West Lake, her bright eyes sparkling.
Xiao Yuesheng has been looking at this scenery without feeling much about it. He went up Su Di and walked straight to the east.
Yilin is no stranger to this scene. She once lived in a villa for a while and often came to the West Lake. Moreover, she sincerely believes in Buddhism. Color is emptiness, emptiness is color. Everything in front of her is like a dream, but in the end it is all in vain. It is not worth being tempted.
The three of them followed Xiao Yuesheng and arrived at the eastern end of Sudi.
Here, there are few people, the lights are dim, and the sound of silk and bamboo in the distance comes faintly, making it even more quiet.
Five people were already standing here, standing as tall as a pine tree, quietly watching Xiao Yuesheng and the others approaching without saying a word.
Xiao Yuesheng came closer, with a gentle glance, he took in all the sights and frowned slightly. Except for Luo Ruiming, the other four people were all old men.
He looked back at Zhang Xuemei and smiled in his heart. The formations of these four were quite different from those of the Tianshan Sect.
Both factions are led by old men. Both of them have white beards and eyebrows, fair hair and childish faces, and are admirable for their health-preserving skills.
"Are you Xiao Yihan?!" an old man said in a deep voice, his voice was cold, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were like an eagle's, glaring at him coldly.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "Are you from the Luo family?"
"That's right, my husband Luo Yicheng!" The old man nodded, his eyes as cold as poisonous snakes, staring at Xiao Yuesheng, and hummed: "Are you bullying my nephew, saying that my Luo family is nothing more than this?!"
Xiao Yuesheng turned to look at Luo Ruiming, shook his head and smiled: "Bullying is out of the question, we just have a hands-on discussion. As for other things, I didn't say anything else."
Luo Yicheng turned his head and glared at Luo Ruiming, his eyebrows darkened.
Luo Ruiming was startled. He quickly raised his hand, pointed at Xiao Yuesheng and shouted: "You dare to say that you dare not recognize the person named Xiao. How can you be considered a hero?!"
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"You fart!" Luo Ruiming shouted, looking at Uncle Wu's gloomy face, he hurriedly defended: "You shouted at Dafu Mo Zhenqi, but your tone was frivolous and disrespectful. You clearly look down on us, Luo Ruiming." Home!"
Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but laugh and shook his head: "You say yes, that's all. When I see you acting like this, I really can't think highly of the Luo family!"
Luo Ruiming cursed in his heart,But there was an innocent look on his face, and he hummed: "You are blocking my way and saying a few words. What's the matter? Do you need to take action?!"
Luo Yicheng's face was gloomy and he stared at Luo Ruiming with cold eyes. What he was angry about was that Luo Ruiming dared to lie in front of him and treat himself as a gunman. It was really unforgivable!
"I made a decision in my heart that I would settle the accounts with him later. The family scandal should not be made public. It would be better to deal with the matter first."
He turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng and asked gloomily: "Xiao Yihan, how do you know the great demon-suppressing Qi of my Luo family?!"
Outsiders don¡¯t know the name of the Luo family¡¯s great demon-suppressing energy, because they are afraid that people from the Shaolin sect will hear about it and start to investigate it again.
¡°There are only a few people who know the name of the Luo family¡¯s demon-suppressing Qi, they are just acquaintances.
¡°I heard it occasionally, but I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s true or not, so I¡¯ll just call it out!¡± Xiao Yuesheng stroked the mustache on his lips and spoke in a gentle tone.
"Okay, it's just a coincidence. I wonder if you understand the great demon-suppressing energy of our Luo family?!" Luo Yicheng showed a smile.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "I don't know, please enlighten me."
Luo Yicheng laughed, nodded and said: "Interesting, interesting, talking to you is quite pleasant. Okay, let's learn a thing or two. If we can beat me, yesterday's matter will be written off!"
"What if I lose?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile.
Luo Yicheng's smile faded, and he regained his coldness, and said cheerfully: "Then I can only blame you for not being good at learning, don't blame me for having no subordinates!
Zhang Xuemei couldn't help it and hummed: "Hey, this old man, it's really strange that you have taken all the good things!"
Luo Yicheng turned to look at Zhang Xuemei, glanced twice, nodded and said: "No wonder Xiao Ming is confused, he really can't stand it!"
Being caught by his gaze, Zhang Xuemei felt uncomfortable all over, as if she was being stared at by a poisonous snake. She felt indescribably uncomfortable and awkward, so she simply turned her head away from looking at him.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, nodded and said: "This matter is fair,but if I win the game, I won't show mercy!"
"Life or death is up to you, please - stop -!" Luo Yicheng stretched out his hand, opened his stance, and made a move using his palm technique.
Xiao Yuesheng stopped being polite and struck with his palm, slowly, slowly, slowly, as if he was being polite to Luo Yicheng and did not want to kill him.
Luo Yicheng sneered. He would not be merciful. If he had this opportunity, he would not let it go. He reached out with a merciless palm, gathering his inner strength and exerting all his strength.
This palm shot was like a roaring wind, filled with cold air, and the sound was overwhelming.
However, Xiao Yuesheng still took out his palm slowly, seemingly unaware of the power of his palm, and finally collided with his cold palm.
"Bang" the two palms collided, like two horses hitting each other. Everyone felt a "buzz" in their ears, like a bell and a bell hitting each other.
Xiao Yuesheng spun his feet, stood on the spot, nodded, showing approval.
Under his gaze, Luo Yicheng swayed, not taking a step back, his feet were like nails on the ground, and he didn't move even a step. Only his upper body was shaking, like a pine tree being blown by a strong wind.
"Good internal strength!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly.
Luo Yicheng snorted coldly: "It's just a little trick!"
Luo Ruiming, who was next to him, looked at the corner of his mouth and said in surprise: "Uncle, why are you bleeding?!"
Luo Yicheng wiped the corners of his mouth, gave him a cold look, and said in a deep voice: "It's just a little blood, why make a fuss?!"
He was extremely dissatisfied with this nephew, but he was a member of the Luo family after all. He could not be too serious in front of outsiders. He just snorted coldly, turned to Xiao Yuesheng and said: "When it comes to internal strength, I'm a step behind you!"
"It's just a fluke!" Xiao Yuesheng said lightly.
"Hehe, lucky!" Luo Yicheng sneered, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
He took a breath and his face turned red. Although the light was not bright, Xiao Yuesheng could see clearly and smiled in his heart when he saw his strange behavior.
Luo Yicheng's face recovered and he said coldly: "Xiao Yihan, I heard that you are known as the Jinghong Sword, and your sword skills are naturally very powerful. I want to ask for advice!"
"Swordsmanship? I don't have a sword, but I can't do it." Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and pointed at Cheng Bingling beside him: "This Miss Cheng has excellent swordsmanship. I can give you a try!"
Cheng Bingling was suddenly attacked, her expression was as usual, and she looked at Luo Yicheng calmly: "If you compete with swords, I can accompany you!"
"It seems that my swordsmanship is not qualified for you to use the sword!" Luo Yicheng turned blue and sneered.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, but did not deny it.
He really is too lazy to take action.?To deal with Luo Yicheng, there was no need to use a long sword at all. He had always been unwilling to use his talent for a small purpose.
Although Cheng Bingling's sword skills are very good, if you want to advance to the next level, you can only fight with a master. This is a rare opportunity.
"Let's do it!" Cheng Bingling looked impatient and said coldly.
Her coldness is different from Luo Yicheng's coldness. She is indifferent to everything in the world, rather than hating the world.
Luo Yicheng glanced at Xiao Yuesheng coldly, shook his head with a sneer, and pointed at Cheng Bingling: "Fourth, please measure her depth!"
"Yeah." An old man stood up.
He kept his eyes slightly closed, as if he was dozing off. After listening to Luo Yicheng's instructions, he was like a long sword unsheathed, shining brightly.
Standing in front of Cheng Bingling, his eyes were like swords, staring at her: "Girl, your swordsmanship should be good, let's compete!"
"Please¡ª!" Cheng Bingling said calmly as she unsheathed her long sword. With an immortal hand pointing the way, she stabbed out calmly with graceful movements.
The old man smiled slightly, but his expression was completely opposite to Luo Yicheng's. He kept smiling, as if there was some happy event.
Although he was old, his sword was like lightning. It flashed like a thunderbolt and stabbed straight into Cheng Bingling's chest. He was about to hit her first.
Cheng Bingling turned to one side and stabbed the air with her long sword. However, the long sword in her hand suddenly twirled, creating a sword flower and slashing straight towards his shoulder.
The old man took a step back, holding the long sword across his chest, and looked at her with a smile.
"I'm using all my strength, be careful!" Cheng Bingling shouted in a deep voice, and thrust out the sword again, but it drew an arc.
The old man's expression became solemn, and his smile disappeared. He stared at Cheng Bingling, and thrust out the long sword slowly, as slowly as a turtle crawling.
Cheng Bingling's Bright Moon Sword Technique is the least fearful of fast swords, but its power against slow swords is limited and requires skill support.
She made an arc with her long sword, which seemed slow but was actually fast. It came to the old man's shoulder in an instant and made a smooth cut.
The old man was startled. He had to lift his sword and quickly put it in front of him to avoid being cut by her sword.
Cheng Bingling was delighted. The internal power contained in this sword was unique to the Mingyue Sword Technique. It was extremely sticky and could not be endured by ordinary people.
"Pa" The two swords intersected and stuck together, like two lovers reunited after a long separation, hugging each other tightly and making it difficult to separate.
Cheng Bingling flipped her wrist, drew a red arc, and raised the long sword.
The old man felt his arms go numb and his hands were soft and weak. He could only let the long sword fly out and stick to Cheng Bingling's sword.
Cheng Bingling sheathed her sword and took the long sword in her hand. She glanced at the old man lightly and said, "The original jade returns to Zhao."
The old man took the sword with a gloomy expression on his face. No matter how hard it was to find a smile, he was like an eighty-year-old woman. She didn¡¯t expect to lose to a young and beautiful girl!
"Good swordsmanship, good swordsmanship!" Luo Yicheng clapped his hands, but his eyes were extremely cold, staring at Cheng Bingling closely.
"Senior Luo, do you want to teach me something?!" Xiao Yuesheng asked lightly, stroking his mustache and looking at Cheng Bingling with a smile.
"Her Mingyue Sword Technique has made great progress. She is indeed a rare talent that can only be seen in a century. Her understanding is astonishing and her improvement speed is extremely fast. I am afraid that every time she fights, her martial arts will improve a lot.
"I need to learn a lesson!" Luo Yicheng nodded slowly, pressed the hilt of his sword, took two steps forward, and stared at Cheng Bingling.
Cheng Bingling glanced at him, and the long sword was quickly unsheathed, and a cold lightning flashed out, piercing Luo Yicheng's right chest.
If it is stabbed, even if it is not the left chest, your life will be in danger.
Luo Yi's long sword was like electricity, and it suddenly thrust out, making a hissing sound, like a strong wind coming, whistling with astonishing force.
Cheng Bingling's figure swayed, then retreated to avoid its sharp edge.
Luo Yicheng rushed forward and shot out quickly, like an arrow shot out in anger, pressing against her, like a maggot attached to the bone, never leaving her.
Cheng Bingling drew an arc with her long sword, forming a sword net on her chest.
"Chichi" the long sword drove straight in and stabbed her chest, but was blocked by the sword net.
Her long sword seemed to be carefree and powerless, drawing an arc, but Luo Yicheng knew the feeling and frowned.
He only felt that his long sword was stuck in the quagmire. There were always several pulling forces on the sword, which acted on the sword, making it impossible for his long sword to move forward. It was really strange.
He snorted coldly in his heart, and with a sharp concentration, the cold light of the long sword suddenly flashed, suddenly brighter, and the surrounding cold air overflowed, making it even colder.
Cheng Bingling's sword was continuous and flexible, and he could already detect his exertion. His jade hand rotated, and the long sword suddenly accelerated. In the blink of an eye, several lines of attack were deployed.The arc suddenly eliminated the power on Luo Yicheng's sword.
The Mingyue Sword Technique is unparalleled in ancient times and is not comparable to ordinary swordsmanship. Although Luo Yicheng has deep internal strength, he is helpless when encountering such swordsmanship and encounters his nemesis.
In the blink of an eye, a few swords passed by, and all the internal energy in his body was completely eliminated.
Cheng Bingling was merciless. He raised his sword and knocked his sword away. Then he stabbed him directly in the chest.
"Miss Cheng, please show mercy!" Xiao Yuesheng suddenly appeared in front of Luo Yicheng and blocked the sword for him.
Cheng Bingling ignored him and stabbed him with her long sword, paying no attention to him.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled helplessly. When the tip of the sword was close to his body, he flicked his finger and made a "ding" sound. The long sword trembled endlessly, like a silver snake twisting randomly.
Cheng Bingling's body was numb and she could no longer attack. She could only take a step back, withdraw her sword and return it to its sheath. The numbness on her hand still remained.
"Senior Luo, is it okay?!" Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, turned to look at Luo Yicheng, and asked with a faint smile.
Luo Yicheng shook his head, glanced at the long sword stuck on the ground, and sighed: "I'm ashamed. Today I have opened my eyes and gained some knowledge. Say goodbye!"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Luo Ruiming followed closely, fearing to be thrown off by them. Before leaving, he turned around and glared at Xiao Yuesheng with a look of resentment.
Cheng Bingling frowned slightly and looked at Xiao Yuesheng dissatisfied.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm afraid he won't be able to make trouble again. He will feel better when he returns to the Luo family!"
"Who is worried?!" Cheng Bingling snorted and walked back to Guanyun Villa without even looking at the beautiful scenery around her.
Zhang Xuemei was reluctant to let go of the beautiful scenery in front of her, but Cheng Bingling had already walked back, so naturally she couldn't stay and felt very regretful.
"If Miss Zhang likes it, you can come out to play at night." Xiao Yuesheng said warmly.
Zhang Xuemei smiled: "Such a bustling beauty cannot be seen in our Tianshan Mountains there are so many people!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled. There is also beautiful scenery on the other side of Tianshan Mountain, but it is rough beauty. Men may like it, but for women, it is much less attractive. Women like bustling beauty like West Lake more.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled warmly and said, "Miss Zhang can stay here until she gets tired of staying, and then go back to Tianshan."
Zhang Xuemei rolled her bright eyes and shook her head: "I don't dare to make my own decisions. I have to ask some of my uncles!"
But looking at her expression, she was moved. She was obviously moved by Xiao Yuesheng's words, but she was just being harsh.
"Brother, why don't you hurt them?" Yilin was wearing a moon-white monk's robe, sitting in the weak water pavilion, looking at Xiao Yuesheng reflected in the waves, her posture was demure and elegant.
"When will we retaliate against each other? We must spare others and spare them!" Xiao Yuesheng took a sip of tea and said with a smile.
Yi Lin pursed her lips and smiled softly, rolling her eyes at him, obviously not believing it.
She knows her eldest brother¡¯s temper very well. He is cruel and ruthless in killing all the people, cutting off the roots and nipping the danger in the bud.
"When these words came out of his mouth, Yilin felt really uncomfortable. It didn't sound like her elder brother was talking.
Seeing her like this, Xiao Yuesheng laughed, shook his head, and said, "They are members of the Luo family, so it's better not to offend them!"
"Brother, you are not afraid of the Luo family!" Yilin looked at him doubtfully.
Xiao Yuesheng stroked his mustache and said with a wry smile: "Who said I'm not afraid of them?"
"Brother, is there anyone you're afraid of?!" Yilin's bright eyes widened and she looked at him funny, her tone still unbelieving and slightly teasing.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Only in front of Xiao Yuesheng, when talking to others, he is normal.
Xiao Yuesheng gave a helpless smile: "I'm afraid they will come and die. These guys who are not afraid of death are really a headache!"
"It turns out that the eldest brother is compassionate!" Yilin's eyebrows were filled with joy. The eldest brother was indeed a compassionate person deep down in his heart.
"I'm just afraid of trouble!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand.
The more he said this, the more Yi Lin was sure that her elder brother was kind-hearted and didn't like killing people, not what he said.
Yilin said no more and changed the subject: "Brother, tell me, if this is the case, will they still come for you?!"
Xiao Yuesheng said warmly: "If they are really ignorant, then I won't be polite, lest they cause endless trouble!"
Although he spoke gently, Yilin couldn't help but shudder, sensing the murderous intent in her elder brother's tone.??
"Brother, why bother with them?!" Yilin hurriedly advised.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Yilin and said with a smile: "Sister, you are just too soft-hearted. In fact, sometimes, being soft-hearted will kill more people!"
Yilin shook her head, not understanding, and said angrily: "Brother, if you kill so many people, the Buddha will blame you!"
Xiao Yuesheng chuckled and said: "Brother, I kill bad guys and conquer demons. Not only will Buddha not blame me, but he will praise me!"
"I won't tell you anymore!" Yilin stood up angrily, turned around and floated out.
When Jiang Nanyun arrived at Huashan, it was already dusk and the sun was setting in the west. The Huashan sect was completely dark. Looking up from the mountain, it seemed like a huge monster, standing between heaven and earth, looking down at all living beings. It was indescribably awe-inspiring.
She frowned, feeling that Huashan was exuding a gloomy atmosphere at this time, as if something big had happened.
Her heart sank slightly, could it be that Head Yue is dead? !
Thinking of this, she stepped up her steps and used the technique of shrinking the ground to an inch. Her figure disappeared and then appeared, and she stepped out more than ten feet away.
To her, the rugged mountain road was like walking on flat ground, and in the blink of an eye, she had arrived in front of the Huashan Sect.
"Who is it?" A shout came from the mountain gate in front, but several disciples were patrolling. When they noticed someone, they picked up lanterns and shined forward.
Jiang Nanyun's body fluttered, and he appeared, cupping his fists and saying: "Jiang Nanyun pays homage to Master Yue, please give me a report."
"It's Miss Jiang!" A figure came out from behind the mountain gate, rushed to stand in front of Jiang Nanyun, and said loudly: "Miss Jiang, please go up the mountain quickly, I will report to the master!"
The light of the lantern shrouded the mountain gate, as bright as day. This man was thin, but he was Lu Dayou, the sixth disciple of the Huashan Sect.
He knew very well the friendship between his master and senior brother and Jiang Nanyun, so he knew that he could not neglect him, and he was overjoyed in his heart, so he was eager to welcome him.
"Let's go up together." Jiang Nanyun glanced at the hair on the temples, which was full of charm. Under the night, in the light of the lantern, it became more and more beautiful and unspeakable. The other disciples were stunned and their eyes were fixed. not coming back.
"Okay, okay!" Lu Dayou nodded hurriedly.
The two of them went hand in hand, speeding on the mountain road. Since ancient times, Huashan Mountain has been a road, and it can be seen that the road is dangerous and strange. When the two of them went up the mountain, there were strange rocks blocking the road from time to time, and they had to jump over it. Without internal strength and Qinggong, it would be difficult to move forward.
"Brother Lu, I heard that Master Yue is injured, does it matter?" Jiang Nanyun asked as he walked, walking lightly, as if walking on the wind, without any trace of fatigue or nervousness.
"Master, alas" Lu Dayou sighed and hesitated, saying nothing more.
Jiang Nanyun¡¯s heart sank and he hurriedly said: ¡°Isn¡¯t Master Yue¡¯s life in danger?!¡±
Lu Dayou shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Master, his life is not in danger, it's just that he he"
¡°What¡¯s going on?!¡± Jiang Nanyun asked in a deep voice, his bright eyes full of light, like two clear autumn waters, so beautiful that it¡¯s indescribable.
"Master, his wrist is injured" Lu Dayou finally couldn't bear her questioning, and shook his head helplessly and sighed.
"It hurts your wrist. Is it heavy?" Jiangnan Yun frowned. No need to ask more, he already knew that it must be extremely heavy. I'm afraid he won't be able to lift the sword.
"Master's wrist is seriously injured. I wonder if Miss Jiang can be cured?!" Lu Dayou looked at her eagerly.
Jiang Nanyun smiled bitterly and sighed: "I am not a doctor. My ability to manage people is not as good as that of Master Yue!"
"Then my master, that's it" Lu Dayou's eyes were red, and it was obvious that he had reached an emotional point.
"I'll go take a look and then we'll talk." Jiang Nanyun waved his hand and changed the topic.
Outside the door of Yue Buqun's bedroom, Linghu Chong and Lin Pingzhi were sitting at the stone table opposite the door. They were holding long swords in their hands, their heads were drooped, and they looked listless.
"Senior brother, junior brother, look who's here!" Lu Dayou ran in and asked happily.
"Sixth Junior Brother, what are you doing here?!" Linghu Chong raised his head, waved his hands listlessly, and said: "Now the Huashan Sect has closed its doors and doesn't see any visitors, and no one comes here!"
"Hey, what a big racket, I have to go down the mountain!" A voice as soft as honey sounded, and Jiang Nanyun walked out of the darkness.
"JiangMiss Jiang?!" Linghu Chong was surprised, his eyes widened, and he stared blankly at Jiang Nanyun, who had a charming smile and a radiant face.
There were several lanterns in the courtyard, which were as bright as day. When she appeared, the courtyard became a little brighter.
Jiangnan Yun smiled sweetly and sat opposite them: "IAs ordered by Master, I came here to see Master Yue Young escort chief, are you okay? "
"It doesn't matter, it's just a flesh wound." Lin Pingzhi shook his head and suddenly became excited: "Miss Jiang, you came just in time. Please help treat my master!"
"Didn't Master Yue take the soul-returning pill?" Jiang Nanyun asked in surprise.
Lin Pingzhi nodded: "Master has already taken the soul-returning pill to hang his life, but the injuries he suffered"
Jiang Nanyun nodded: "I'm going to see Master Yue!"
Linghu Chong stood up, raised his sword and stepped forward: "Please follow me!"
Gently pushing the door open, they walked in slowly. It was a quiet bedroom, elegantly decorated.
Ning Zhong, dressed in white, was sitting in front of the couch, supporting his chin with one hand, as if thinking about something. Under the light, his expression was confused and changing.
"Master's wife, Miss Jiang is here!" Linghu Chong quietly walked to Ning Zhongze and whispered.
"Miss Jiang¡ª¡ª? Where are you?" Ning Zhong raised his head and looked around with a blank expression, obviously he hadn't recovered yet.
"Ning Nuxia, a little girl is polite!" Jiang Nanyun appeared in front of her.
"Miss Jiang, please save my senior brother!" Ning Zhong hurriedly grabbed her hand.
Jiang Nanyun nodded lightly: "I came here on Master's orders."
After saying that, she took out three porcelain bottles from her arms and handed them to Ning Zhongze one by one: "This is medicine for internal injuries, this is medicine for external injuries, and this is medicine for replenishing blood."
"Thank you, Mr. Xiao!" Ning Zhong was extremely grateful.
"Ning Nuxia, you don't have to be polite, go and give it to Master Yue!" Jiang Nanyun waved his hand.
"Yes, yes!" Ning Zhong nodded hurriedly. Although she was bold and cheerful, she had a deep affection for Yue Buqun. After he was injured, she became a little distracted.
After a while, Ning Zhongze came over, nodded and said: "I have taken it all."
"Well, at least, Master Yue's life is safe." Jiang Nanyun nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and shook his head repeatedly.
She walked to the bed. Yue Buqun was lying on the bed, already asleep. Even in his sleep, he still looked gloomy.
Ning Zhong felt distressed when he saw this. The head of the Huashan Sect was really working too hard, and his husband was really tired from living!
Jiang Nanyun walked to the couch, picked up his hand, put three fingers on the wrist, and after a moment, nodded gently: "Although the internal injuries are serious, after taking the elixir, it is no longer a problem, but the injury on his wrist "
"Then what should we do?!" Ning Zhong frowned.
Jiang Nanyun frowned, thought for a while, and said: "With my medical skills, I'm afraid it won't be possible to cure the sword wound on Master Yue's wrist"
"What can we do?!" Ning Zhongze shouted, eagerly: "Miss Jiang, we must cure our senior brother, he cannot be without martial arts!"
As the person beside her, she naturally knows everything about her husband's thoughts and often feels sad about him. If she wakes up and finds that she can't use the sword, it will be a huge blow to him.
Jiang Nanyun smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Unless Master comes here, if you want to be cured in this world, I'm afraid it won't be possible"
Ning Zhong sighed: "Isn't it already too late to go back and invite Mr. Xiao?!"
Jiang Nanyun said "hmm", thought for a moment, and said, "Even if it's late, I still have to ask Master to come over and give it a try."
After saying that, she walked to the open space and whistled softly.
In the sky, a long roar sounded, and the white shadow flashed away and fell on the treetops, silent and extremely difficult to detect. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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