Ning Zhenzhen frowned: "Aren't you already on guard? Why did you let him die?"
"When our people rushed in to catch him, the servant suddenly became angry, but he was a top master!"
He embarrassedly said to Fakong: "We mentioned the master's warning and were already on guard, but we never expected that his cultivation would be so amazing!"
They were on guard, but if they weren't on guard, his cultivation would be even better than theirs. No one was his opponent.
He shook his head: "And he was clearly stronger than us, and he actually used secret techniques to die with us... We failed to prevent Zhu Shanhe from committing suicide. Brother Sima..."
"Is Sima Xun seriously injured?"
"Yes." Huang Yufeng sighed: "We dare not move him. Brother Sima may not be able to survive this time."
"How serious is the injury?"
"That guy suddenly hugged Brother Sima, and then exploded into a blood mist. Brother Sima almost withstood all of his power. The blood mist exploded into his body, and his internal organs were riddled with holes. He was already on the verge of death when I came here.
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"...Senior brother?" Ning Zhenzhen looked at Fakong helplessly.
Huang Yufeng said: "I wonder if the master can give another magic bead and try to save brother Sima's life. If a dead horse is dead, it will be treated as a living horse doctor. If it cannot be saved, it will be brother Sima's life."
Fakong shook his head.
Huang Yufeng secretly sighed.
The Sima brothers offended Master Fakong at first, and now they are finally going to taste the consequences. Master Fakong really refused to take action.
Fa Kong disappeared in a flash.
Tianhe Alley
Zhushanhe Mansion
The vestibule behind the screen wall was in a mess.
The ground paved with blue bricks has pits in the east and pits in the west, criss-crossed with knife and sword marks, and a pool of blood in the south and a pool of blood in the north.
The blood has seeped into the blue bricks, and the smell of blood floats in the yard, condensing and not dissipating.
The six people were staring at Sima Xun, who was lying in a pool of blood on the ground and dying.
Sima Xun has changed beyond recognition.
His face was a dense mass of small pits, the clothes on his chest had disappeared, and his chest was covered with countless small holes.
There are holes the size of mung beans, densely packed.
Every little hole is bleeding out.
He was soaked in blood, and his breathing was rapid and weak, as if he might stop at any moment, which made everyone tremble.
"What should I do?" Zhao Zhihua was so anxious that he kept rubbing his hands, but did not dare to touch Sima Xun.
It's possible that one touch could kill him.
And no one knows how bad his health is now, whether his internal organs are completely broken.
If everything is really broken, I'm afraid there's nothing we can do to save it.
Just look at the blood mist that explodes the surrounding porcelain fragments and stones into a hornet's nest, and you will know how amazing the power of the blood mist is.
This old man has identified Sima Xun and insists on dragging Sima Xun to die with him.
Except for Zhao Zhihua, the other five people were a little lucky that it was not them.
If it were him, he would have been dead by now. He couldn't hang his life by force like Sima Xun.
The Tianhai Sword Sect is indeed one of the three major sects of the Tianhai Sword Sect. It has a mysterious mind and shows extraordinary performance at critical moments.
With such a serious injury, an ordinary person would be dead immediately, and he would not be able to survive the elixir.
Sometimes, this gap is a matter of life.
It's a pity that the injury was too serious this time, and this old man was too cruel.
"Let me take a look at Brother Sima's injuries." A burly middle-aged man frowned and said in deep thought.
Another middle-aged man with a square face shook his head.
"You have to give it a try, right?"
"No, if you enter with even a tiny bit of strength, it is very likely that Brother Sima will be cut off from his vitality and completely crushed."
"It's not like..."
"Why not!" The square-faced middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "He is now in a state of stepping on the cliff. If there is a little external force, he will fall immediately and be shattered to pieces!"
This was also the reason why they could only watch helplessly after giving Sima Xun the Bihai Transformation Pill.
To detect an injury, you need to use a trace of Gang Qi to drill in, turn around and come back. Use Gang Qi as your eyes to sense the changes inside the body.
This hint of strength may be the last straw that breaks the camel's back. Who wants to be this straw?
Don’t forget Sima Xun’s identity as the young leader of the Tianhai Sword Sect.
Will Tianhai Sword Sect pursue the case?
Why did you stretch out your hands without knowing how to treat the disease? Not only did you fail to save people, but you actually killed them. What a big responsibility this is.
Zhao Zhihua clasped his hands together and whispered: "Brother Sima, hold on, you will definitely make it through!"
The Bihai Transformation Pill is the top elixir of the Tianhai Sword Sect. It can be suspended with just one breath and then find ways to relieve the injury.
Zhao Zhihua believed that Sima Xun must be thinking of ways to heal his injuries.
The mind method of Tianhai Sword Sect is so mysterious, there must be a holy method of healing that can definitely save you.
He whispered: "Brother Sima, I believe you can survive this test!"
"Brother Zhao, don't disturb Brother Sima!" Fang Zheng's middle-aged face said in a deep voice: "Such talk will distract him."
Zhao Zhihua stared at Sima Xun, without his usual tact, and said impatiently: "Brother Sima must be concentrating on fighting the injury now, how can he be distracted!"
He was impatient, impatient, and distracted.
I hate myself so much, I hate my incompetence and being unable to help.
"Brother Huang should be here now, right?"
"Now hope lies with Brother Huang."
"I'm just afraid that if Master Fakong is not at Vajra Temple, it will be troublesome!"
"It can't be such a coincidence, right?"
"It's hard to say, sometimes it just happens to be such a coincidence."
"We should go with two more people." Another burly middle-aged man said solemnly: "In case Master Fakong is not here, we can also find a few more people."
"Alas..." One of the thin, wretched, middle-aged men shook his head, sighed but said nothing.
"Brother Fang, let it go if you want to fart, don't show off!"
"Forget it." The thin, wretched, middle-aged man shook his head and didn't want to say anything.
"Speak quickly, tell me quickly, what time is it? If you can find a way, hurry up!" The middle-aged man with a square face said in a deep voice.
Several other people were staring at him.
The thin, wretched, middle-aged man looked at them and said helplessly: "I don't want to say this."
"hurry up!"
"If you don't say anything else, we won't be polite. We will serve you with severe punishment!"
"quick!"
"Fang Shinian, if you don't say anything, don't think about me inviting you to drink again!"
"...Sigh!" Fang Shinian, who was thin and wretched, sighed: "You are too difficult to deal with. I shouldn't have said these words. It will cause trouble for nothing."
"Brother Fang, don't try to sell yourself anymore!" Fang Zheng, a middle-aged man, said in a deep voice, glaring at him with dissatisfaction.
The other people's eyes were not kind either. "Okay, okay, I said so!" Fang Shinian said helplessly: "What I'm worried about is not that Master Fakong is not here, but that although Master Fakong is here, but..."
"but what?"
Fang Shinian shook his head: "But he may not agree to save Brother Sima."
"……No way?"
"probably not."
"...It's hard to say." The middle-aged man with a square face looked at Sima Xun and then at Zhao Zhihua: "Brother Zhao, what do you think?"
"Although Brother Sima has offended Master Fa Kong, Master Fa Kong is not so narrow-minded, right?"
"If it were you, if a person who offended you was seriously injured, would you save him?"
"If it was my fellow sect, or you, of course I would save him, but if not..." Zhao Zhihua frowned, his expression getting more and more ugly.
Now that I think about it, Master Fakong has nothing to do with them.
Master Fakong is close to Sicheng, but one thing is the same. Being close to Sicheng does not mean being close to them.
Especially Sima Xun.
"What should we do?"
Someone laughed and said: "Don't worry, Sicheng will not refuse to save her. If she pleads for mercy, Master Fakong will agree."
"Of course Sicheng wants to save Brother Sima, but Sicheng may not force Master Fakong to do so."
"……Too."
They can fully understand Sicheng's attitude towards Master Fakong: they will never trouble him easily.
No matter how big of a problem they encountered, it might be possible for Master Fakong to raise his hand to solve it, but Sicheng chose not to ask for help from Master Fakong.
It was like this in the past, and this time the person behind the investigation of Wang Qingshan was also the same. Master Fakong only needed to use his magical power to solve the problem, but Sicheng chose not to ask Master Fakong.
"well……"
They sighed in unison.
Wherever there is a cause, there must be an effect. The cause planted in the front will bear the consequences later. This is what happened to Sima Xun this time.
Zhao Zhihua's face looked gloomy and uncertain.
"Brother Zhao...Zhao." Sima Xun suddenly opened his eyes and murmured.
Zhao Zhihua rushed over and knelt on the ground, ignoring that the wet ground was slippery and greasy, and came close to Sima Xun's face: "Brother Sima, how are you?"
Sima Xun's eyes gradually became clearer and clearer, and he became more and more alert. He said softly: "I can't escape this catastrophe, so I have to leave."
"Brother Sima!" Zhao Zhihua said hurriedly: "Don't say these unlucky things, you will be fine and you will be able to survive!"
"Make it through?" Sima Xun's words were no longer intermittent. Although they were weak but clear, he smiled to himself: "I'm afraid it won't work. I am lucky enough to have met you as a friend and all my brothers. I have no regrets."
"Brother Sima, the Bihai Transformation Pill is amazing, no problem."
"That's right, heal your wounds and don't talk to hurt your spirit."
"Brother Sima, you are the number one young man in the Tianhai Sword Sect!"
"Haha..." Sima Xun's face filled with holes revealed a look of self-mockery: "The first person..."
He sighed: "I am ashamed of my sect and my ancestors!"
He recalled that ever since he met Ning Zhenzhen, he felt like he had lost his soul and became a completely different person.
The courage, courage, and pride of the past were gone, and everything was reduced to nothing in Ning Zhenzhen's clear eyes.
I only have deep attachment and longing for Ning Zhen. She is the only one in my mind all day long, paying attention to her smiles and frowns.
Her long dark eyebrows are so touching, the slightest movement will make her heart beat faster.
"Brother Sima, you did a great job, don't say that!" Zhao Zhihua said hurriedly: "You are worthy of being the number one young man in the Tianhai Sword Sect, with outstanding martial arts and amazing cultivation."
"Alas..." Sima Xun sighed: "After I die, please send my body back to the Tianhai Sword Sect. I want to be buried next to my senior brother."
"Brother Sima..."
"Promise me."
"Brother Sima!"
"My senior brother was also very heroic and promising at the time, but he was killed inexplicably. The murderer has not been found so far. I was unwilling to give up, so I came to the Green Clothes Department to find out the murderer of my senior brother," Sima Xun said quietly: "I
The way he died was the same as that of his senior brother, which can be considered a major clue."
As he spoke, his eyes became brighter and brighter, making everyone's hearts sink, knowing that he was coming back to his former glory.
"I hate it..." Sima Xun looked up to the sky and sighed, his eyes suddenly began to dim.