At this moment, Wei Wushuang was sitting by the door, panting: "Your name is Zhan Yin, right?"
"That's..." "My brother!"
Wei Wushuang glanced at the boy lying on the thatch and sighed, "He won't survive."
"He can live!"
Xiao Zhan Yin's unquestionable tone made Wei Wushuang stunned.
"If you give him this elixir, there may be a glimmer of hope!"
Xiao Zhan Yin took the elixir and gave it to her brother without hesitation.
"Aren't you afraid that I will harm your brother?"
But Xiao Zhan Yin didn't even look back and said, "What do we have that is worth harming you?"
Wei Wushuang smiled bitterly.
Quite so.
The boy who swallowed the elixir looked better, but Wei Wushuang knew that this child would not survive.
Not long after, Zhan Yin came to Wei Wushuang with a broken bowl filled with water.
"Are you seriously injured?"
"Drink!"
Wei Wushuang didn't say anything and drank the water.
Inside the ruined temple, there was a brief period of calm.
There was a thunderstorm and a roaring wind.
One after another, figures rushed into the ruined temple.
Those dozen or so people were all powerful and powerful warriors. Looking at the two siblings in the ruined temple, they kept laughing ferociously.
"Zhan Yuan, get up."
The leader shouted directly.
"What are you doing?"
Zhan Yin stopped in front of her brother and said with fierce eyes: "My brother has been tortured to death by you!"
"do you died?
Not dead yet?
If you don’t die, continue today.”
The leader violently threw Zhan Yin away.
Bang... Zhan Yin's head hit a pillar on the side, her face was covered with blood, and she said in a daze: "Don't take my brother away..." But a dozen warriors were too lazy to pay attention.
"Hello!"
A weak voice sounded.
Only then did a dozen people see that there was another person in the room.
"Um?"
The leading man shouted directly: "A half-dead ghost?
I don't need a man, I just want a boy. If you dare to speak, I will kill you too."
Wei Wushuang said bitterly: "I have some elixirs with me. I'll give them to you. Let them go."
Hearing this, more than a dozen people suddenly looked happy.
Pill?
real or fake?
The leading man came to Wei Wushuang and said with a smile: "Where are you?"
"At this!"
Wei Wushuang took action and clamped the man's neck directly.
"You..." With a click, the man died.
The remaining dozen or so people immediately rushed towards Wei Wushuang.
Wei Wushuang clenched his palms, and terrifying evil aura erupted.
However, he was severely injured, but he was sitting on the ground, unable to stand up at all. He just relied on his hands to fight with more than a dozen people.
Gradually, more than a dozen people died one by one, leaving only the last three people, covered in blood, looking at Wei Wushuang tremblingly, not daring to step forward.
"This guy is going to die, let him die!"
shouted a man whose thigh had a piece of flesh torn off.
"Um."
The other two people were slumped on the ground, panting.
At this time, Wei Wushuang had his own blood stains and the blood stains of these dozen people on his body, and his face turned pale.
Bang!!! Suddenly, a bang was heard, and an injured warrior was knocked unconscious.
Immediately afterwards, the second and third people were also beaten to death.
Three figures were lying on the ground, rolling their eyes.
Wei Wushuang looked at the little girl standing in front of him, wearing a tattered skirt, holding up bricks, with a horrified expression on her face, and was slightly startled.
The three people on the ground were not dead.
Wei Wushuang opened his mouth and said in a weak voice: "This is for you."
As he said that, he threw a dagger on the ground.
Wei Wushuang said again: "Kill them."
The little girl's face turned horribly pale, and her eyes were horrified.
Wei Wushuang said slowly: "If we don't kill them, we will all die when they wake up and recover."
After saying this, Wei Wushuang stopped talking, just closed his eyes, and his chest heaved violently.
With the sound of puff, puff, puff, there was a deathly silence inside the ruined temple, and outside the ruined temple, the wind and rain roared even more... The little girl stood there holding a bloody dagger, her face extremely ugly.
"Sister..." A murmur broke the silence in the ruined temple.
The little girl hurriedly dropped the dagger and ran to her brother.
"I... feel uncomfortable..." The little boy looked painful at this time and murmured: "Am I going to die..." "Zhan Yuan, Zhan Yuan, you won't die, you won't die..." Just, one night
Time passed, and inside the ruined temple, Zhan Yin was holding her brother's already cold body, completely stunned.
As Wei Wushuang slowly woke up, he looked outside the ruined temple. The wind and rain had stopped and the sun was shining brightly.
As the morning sun rises, a large number of people arrive outside the ruined temple.
One by one, they rushed towards the ruined temple with eager eyes.
"What a courage!"
Angry roars sounded, and dozens of warriors, holding weapons and murderous intent, looked at the corpses of more than a dozen people in the ruined temple.
"You dare to kill members of my Yuan family, you are seeking death!"
A middle-aged man said angrily.
He raised his knife and wanted to chop down Zhan Yin who was in a daze.
"I killed that person!"
Wei Wushuang was so angry that he said slowly.
"Then I will kill you first."
As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man raised his knife and chopped it off.
But at this moment, amidst the roar of the wind, a figure appeared in front of Wei Wushuang, holding the blade gently with his palm.
"You dare to kill my lord!"
Bang... Immediately afterwards, men and women wearing array master robes appeared one after another inside and outside the ruined temple, killing dozens of people with just a few moves.
The ground was littered with broken arm remains, and the smell of blood was strong.
The leading young men and women lifted Wei Wushuang and placed him on the chariot.
"Are you coming with me?"
Wei Wushuang spoke out and looked at Zhan Yin.
The little girl looked at Wei Wushuang with a bit of confusion on her immature face, and said slowly: "You help me kill the Yuan family members, and I will follow you."
Wei Wushuang shook his head and said: "I won't kill the Yuan family. They caused your brother to die. If you want revenge, you need to do it yourself."
"I can teach you. If you are qualified, I will accept you as my disciple. If you are not qualified, I can also teach you enough strength to take revenge. At that time, whether you leave or stay, it all depends on you."
This is how the encounter between master and disciple began...and all of this was revealed in front of everyone through Zhan Ningxue, leaving everyone stunned.
Next, another picture scroll memory appeared.
The little girl followed Wei Wushuang back. Those formation masters who were extremely powerful in the eyes of the little girl all called Wei Wushuang Master Wei.
Gradually, the little girl began to learn the formations under the guidance of a formation master. As time passed day by day, the little girl gradually grew up.
Until she became a graceful and graceful young girl.
On this day, inside the huge Fengtian Sect.
The little girl was dressed in a white dress, like an irreplaceable flower among a hundred flowers, standing in front of the hall where thousands of people admired her.
In the main hall, Wei Wushuang, who was dressed in a moonlight array robe, had a tall figure and an unparalleled temperament.
"From today on, you are my true disciple, Wei Wushuang."
"Zhan Yin, my teacher gives you a new name, Zhan Ningxue, like the snow in the northern snow sky, will last forever!"
Zhan Yin knelt down devoutly.
"Zhan Ningxue, remember this!"
Immediately afterwards, an overwhelming sound resounded throughout the Fengtian Sect.
"Congratulations, sect master, on gaining a beloved disciple!"