Accompanied by the rising sun, a wisp of brightly colored blood splashed into the air. Lu Guzhan, who fell to his knees on the ground, did not hesitate at all. He pierced his carotid artery with a sword, and took advantage of the situation to plunge the sword blade through his neck and pierce it to the end.
In an instant, blood flowed like a column, and most of his body was dyed red in an instant. Blood overflowed from his mouth and nose. Looking at the approaching figure, Lu Guzhan's eyes gradually became blurred.
At this moment, he did not regret it, but felt somewhat relieved.
"Luzhan!!!"
With one hand in his arms, the old naughty boy quickly tapped Lu Guzhan's important points with his right hand to seal the bleeding, but it was of no avail. He punctured the carotid artery, and even gods could not save Lu Guzhan now.
The blood did not flow less because of his attack, but instead flowed out more quickly because of the blocked acupuncture points.
Looking up and trying to see the face of the person coming, Lu Guzhan grinned, showing his teeth filled with blood: "Ahem, uncle, my disciple is unfilial and I'm embarrassing you."
"What nonsense are you talking about! What nonsense are you talking about!? Shut up! Stop talking."
Zhou Botong hurriedly raised and lowered his hands to try to stop the bleeding hole on Lu Guzhan's body, but found that the more he covered it, the more blood flowed. Yes, blood is water, so how could he cover it up.
"Uncle Master, don't be sad, don't be sad. This disciple will not survive. In the next life, I will still be your disciple and a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect. It's just a pity that I couldn't walk on the path that my ancestors walked. I'm still a little unwilling.
ah."
At this moment, Lu Guzhan's voice had gradually become sluggish. If it weren't for Zhou Botong's profound skills, it would have been impossible to hear these words.
"It can be saved. It can be saved. You are still young. If you want to catch up with my senior brother, go after it yourself, Baicao Immortal!! Baicao Immortal!! Save my disciple!!"
Zhou Botong didn't know what he thought of, but he covered the bloody hole on Lu Guzhan's neck with one hand and turned his head and shouted loudly.
He remembered that there was a miracle doctor beside Dongzhang, that is Baicao Xian. His medical skills were unparalleled at the time. This was his only life-saving straw now.
But before he finished speaking, he felt the back of his hand was slightly wet, but Lu Guzhan put his hand on the back of his hand. Looking down, he saw Lu Guzhan shook his head tiredly, and chuckled: "Uncle Master
, you finally admit that I am your disciple."
Zhou Botong was stunned when he heard this. Yes, when he taught Lu Guzhan martial arts, he never acknowledged that he was his master. He only said that he taught it to his brother, that is, Wang Chongyang. At this moment, he blurted out these words in a hurry.
After hearing this, he nodded fiercely: "You are my disciple! You are my disciple of Zhou Botong! There is no doubt about it! Baicao Immortal!!"
Zhou Botong undoubtedly put a lot of effort into Lu Guzhan, because this young man's understanding was so rare, and he was born entirely for his innate skills. He also regarded him as the last glory of the Quanzhen Sect. Who knew?
You are going to suffer this calamity before you grow up, and it would be hard on anyone.
Before Zhou Botong could continue to turn around and roar, a calm voice suddenly came from behind him, causing Zhou Botong to freeze on the spot.
"he died"
I don't know when, Dong Zhang was already standing behind Zhou Botong, accompanied by Baicao Immortal and several cooks, and it was Dong Zhang who was the leader who spoke.
Looking away, Zhou Botong's body was trembling slightly unnoticeably, and his bright eyes immediately lost focus. At this moment, Lu Guzhan had his head tilted, the heat in his body faded like a tide, and his eyes were closed tightly.
Breathing, broken.
Looking at the proud disciple who still had a smile on his face, Zhou Botong felt sad. A stream of tears could not help but flow across his face. He covered Lu Guzhan's head with both hands and pressed it against his chest. He roared silently and hoarsely: "My disciple!
Ahhhh”
The sight of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man away couldn't help but move Xiao Longnu and Huang Rong, who were walking quietly, and couldn't bear to look away.
Perhaps because she felt too uncomfortable, Xiao Longnu walked quietly behind Dong Zhang, held the man's palm with both hands, gently pressed her forehead against the man's shoulder, and closed her eyes silently.
“Why is this happening?”
With his hand stroking Long Nu's silky hair, Dongzhang responded softly: "This is Jianghu."
"Dongzhang, let's withdraw from the world."
Holding the girl's catkins with his backhand, Dongzhang looked across the valley to the desolate gravel land and nodded: "Well, let's go home in a month."
"good."
Without saying another word, Dongzhang took Xiao Longnu's little hand with one hand and walked straight past Zhou Botong to the outside of the valley. Zhang Yimeng and others were stunned for a moment when they saw this, and then followed closely behind.
"Condolences to Brother Zhou."
At this moment, Guo Jing covered the wound on his shoulder and came to Zhou Botong to comfort him softly. He stared at Dong Zhang and his entourage who were drifting away with a somewhat complicated expression.
"Dongzhang."
Ignoring Guo Jing's consolation, Zhou Botong suddenly stood up with Lu Guzhan's body in his arms, looked directly at the aloof figure opposite him and said.
Hearing this, there was no reply. The man stopped and looked sideways. The people accompanying him also turned to look back at the expressionless Zhou Botong.
"In the battle of Huashan, you and I are both superior and inferior, and it is also a matter of life and death."
Looking directly at the man, Zhou Botong declared war in a deep voice.
Looking at the latter quietly, Dongzhang examined it for a long time, then turned his head and continued to move forward, and decisive words were passed behind him.
"good."
Looking at Dong Zhang and his entourage who were gradually disappearing, Guo Jing quietly walked to Zhou Botong's side and said softly: "Brother Zhou, why are you here."
Zhou Botong shook his head and said nothing more. He carried Lu Guzhan and walked towards the opposite position from Dongzhang, saying: "Brother, Qiu Chuji and the others are left to you."
"Are you going to...?"
Guo Jing took two steps forward with some worry.
But he saw Zhou Botong with his back turned to him and looking at the bright sun on the horizon: "Gu Zhan said that he joined the Quanzhen Sect because of his senior brother. His senior brother was his only bright light. Now that he is dead, he should be allowed to see him.
Senior brother”
After finishing speaking, Zhou Botong walked towards the back cliff step by step.
Guo Jing and his wife knew that he wanted to bury Lu Guzhan next to Wang Chongyang to fulfill his disciple's last wish, so they did not persuade him to stay again.
Dongzhang left, and so did Zhou Botong. There was no loser in this battle, because everyone was a loser.
Lu Guzhan lost his life, Dong Zhang lost his friendship.
Sighing deeply, Guo Jing looked at the mess on the ground, then gathered his emotions and walked towards the Quanzhen Six Sons under the pergola: "Let's go, Rong'er, we'd better take the six uncles back to Xiangyang for treatment first."
"good."
Snake Valley.
Dongzhang and his team were walking in the depths of the dense forest. Everyone was silent. The team was eerily silent. Even Han Wugou, who was usually non-stop, did not dare to make a sound at will, because they all could see that the man walking in front was angry at the moment.
It's not high, so no one dares to touch his brow.
"Dongzhang. Where are we going now?"
Holding the man's palm tightly, the dragon girl turned her head and looked at the man in front of her and asked softly.
Tightening the woman's little hand, Dongzhang suddenly smiled: "Don't worry, I'm fine."
How could it be okay? Dragon Girl understands this man. He just forces a smile on his face. It’s not that it’s not painful. You just never cry out in pain. End of this chapter.