The sixth-level envoy felt his breath suffocating, and an intimidating force instantly enveloped the entire deserted temple.
Zhou Jian stood in front of him, bearing the brunt of the pressure on his heart.
The whole person's eyes widened in horror, and he suddenly said "Wow" and vomited blood.
Jiang Nai stared at the two masters and apprentices with the eyes of dead bodies, and said quietly, "Are you still talking nonsense?"
The surroundings suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
Zhao Ziang hurriedly took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand to support Zhou Jian, who was on the verge of collapse, and said, "Junior sister."
He looked up at Jiang Nai, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.
The little girl's aura just now made people feel like their heart was pounding and they felt like they couldn't breathe properly.
Jiang Nai had no interest in looking at the sixth-level messengers and the others, so he turned around and walked out slowly.
Xiaopang was stunned for two seconds and quickly ran out, "Xiao Nai, Xiao Nai! Wait for me."
A group of people from Shangjing Academy followed him outside, shouting and cheering.
Zhou Jian covered his chest where the blood was surging, and suddenly he spat out another mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound.
Zhao Ziang's expression changed drastically, and the hand holding Zhou Jian couldn't help but tighten a little, "Junior sister, how are you? Go over there and sit down first."
The sixth-level messenger quickly took out a medicine pill and gave it to his disciple to take. His whole face turned dark and scary.
This stinky girl Jiang Nai is too arrogant and domineering!
It was unbearable to actually do it as she said and hurt her apprentice like this. She had to be taught a lesson to make her understand that Xuanjian Peak was not a place for everyone to run wild.
"Master." Zhou Jian called out weakly, opened his eyes slightly, then tilted his head, and his eyes fell into darkness.
"Junior Sister, Junior Sister Zhou!" Zhao Ziang called out twice anxiously and looked at the sixth-level envoy on one side in panic.
"It's okay." The sixth-level messenger shook his head slightly with a solemn face, "Your junior sister was just suppressed by external forces, and she was a little overwhelmed for a while."
"You should be fine after resting for an hour or two. Let's wait for her here."
Zhao Ziang breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in agreement.
He carefully looked at the face of the sixth-level messenger and found that the master's face was a mixture of green and black, and his face was deformed with anger.
"Master."
The sixth-level envoy sneered, "Hold your junior sister aside first."
Zhao Ziang nodded, and just as he helped Zhou Jian over, he heard Senior Brother Sun shouting in surprise, "Senior, are you awake?"
It turned out that Li Xianxian woke up leisurely.
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Jiang Nai spent a little time getting rid of the yin energy from the old man's body, and then he said a few words casually and watched the old man and his grandson leave.
The old man was mumbling to himself before leaving. He thought that Jiang Nai had made him two hundred taels of silver in just this minute, which made him feel quite distressed.
The little girl stared at Bing Ying between her grandfather and grandson, and said nothing for a long time.
"Xiao Nai, is there a problem?" Pang Xiaopang leaned over and asked with curiosity on his face.
"This old gentleman will not live long." Jiang Nai shook his head.
The old man's health was not good to begin with, but now that he has been plagued by yin energy for more than forty days, he has long since run out of energy.
Now even if we help him get rid of the evil spirit from his body, he still won't live long.
In less than half a year at most, the old man will be heading west.
Jiang Nai casually made a divination, squatted on the ground and drew a few coins at random.
After a while, he stood up and walked towards the west of the village.
Leng Qiuhan and the others followed her silently, and followed her to the door of a private house not far or near.
Jiang Nai patted the door. It took a while before someone opened the door.