Chapter 344 Injured and comatose, someone secretly guards
In a moment.
Lu Tianqiong's forehead was covered in cold sweat.
Without thinking, his body turned into a sword shadow and fled to the distance.
The old blind man pressed his fingers on the two strings and gently tweaked them. In the vast snow mist outside the city of Lu, blood splashed and spilled all over the ground, and only one Yuanying escaped.
"How much money is charged and how much things are done."
The old blind man stood up and pulled the erhu. The melodious song of the song was as if telling all the tragic fates in this world.
The monk Duxin of Brahma.
The Xuantian Taoist in the Holy Land of Penglai.
Watching the old blind man leave.
Neither of them dared to say anything.
After a long time.
Monk Du Xin sighed: "It turns out that man is still alive."
He closed his hands unwillingly.
Leave alone.
His followers and monks had already gone to the Pure Land, coming and going.
"Goodbye!"
Taoist Xuantian bowed to Gu Yusheng from afar.
Leaving with a crane.
This Lucheng.
I have no face to stay anymore.
When the people came, they all had their own plans and plans, but unexpectedly, something happened like this.
Du Qing from the Demon Slaying Alliance looked at Bu Qianzhou and Bian Shan with an ugly expression.
They all escaped far just now.
They could already imagine how the storytellers and tourists from Lucheng would describe them in great detail after today.
They are destined to be the background board for Gu Yusheng, the Holy Academy, to become famous all over the world.
If that's all, it would be fine. A temporary reputation would not affect people of their status, but today's events have spread to the sixteen states.
The Haoqi Alliance and the Demon Slaying Alliance all have to support their face.
After returning, the fate of the three of them can be imagined.
"Can't go back."
Bu Qianzhou looked gloomy. He seemed to have been involved in today's events, and seemed to have become a spectator. No matter where he came from, what happened and what happened made him confused and confused.
"Brother Bu, Brother Du, leave Lucheng first."
Bian Shan felt that he was being targeted by the people in Lucheng, and his face became hot and hot.
Du Qing and Bu Qianzhou looked at each other.
He left tacitly in the air.
Even the people they brought were too lazy to gather.
The Haoqi Alliance and the Demon-Slaying Alliance left.
The muscles on Yin Hua's face pounded a few times.
"Damn it!"
Yin Hua shook her sleeves and left unwillingly.
These people.
He greeted him well.
After all, there are so many trees to enjoy the cool air.
For this reason, he was willing to spend a lot of money.
in the end.
The three holy lands, the Haoqi Alliance, and the Demon-Slaying Alliance.
All fucking unreliable.
Now it's OK.
Take the lead in singing the opposite tune with the Holy Academy.
The outcome can be imagined.
"It seems that I can only rely on the ancestor."
Yin Hua murmured to himself. He glanced at Yin Huai, the elder of the Four Swordsmen who was following behind him. He seemed to remember something and whispered: "That kid's strength is really so strong? He can use his sword to cross the gap and kill him.
The Eight-level Nascent Soul and the Ancient Thunder Worm?”
Yin Huai shook his head.
"I didn't understand it, but I'm sure this guy must have practiced ghost swordsmanship."
"Is that true?"
Yin Hua narrowed his eyes.
"I can do some work."
Yin Hua left with his hands behind his back against the dark city wall.
Cheers from Lucheng are still rising one after another.
Some disciples of aristocratic families who seem neutral but are actually "mounting on the fence" are also cheering.
This scene fell into Yin Hua's eyes, which made him feel even more annoyed.
The cheers of these people represent the position of the vast majority of people. The newly promoted Mr. Fifteen of the Holy Academy killed the ancient beasts ravaging Lucheng with a sword.
After Yuan Gang's death.
It means that the elderly in Lucheng who have been oppressed for twenty years do not have to worry about anything.
They once used Scholar Qingping as a protector of immortals in their hearts.
now.
Scholar Qingping's son has replaced his father's position and guarded Lucheng.
Become a glory in the hearts of young people.
Mortals pursue a peaceful life and live a short life peacefully.
The aristocratic families in the city are the keenest speculators.
The three holy lands, the Haoqi Alliance, and the Demon-Slaying Alliance, are unreliable and cannot afford to offend.
Now, they have switched to the Holy Academy to change to a big tree to enjoy the cool air.
These scenes were seen by Korean and Su Shouzhuo.
On the city wall.
Gu Yusheng's shoulders fell, and his face was pale.
All living beings cheered.
Those old people with tears in their eyes, their simple smiles and the names they shouted made Gu Yusheng's mood cheerful.
He had never seen his father come out of his sword.
But I had already seen countless kind people standing behind my father's tall back.
This experience in the world.
Gu Bai has never been in vain!
That's true.
There are no regrets in life.
The next time, the next road.
It is a different life, a different excitement.
The persistence and regret in the heart.
Like a page of book.
It's over.
Gu Yusheng's heart completely relaxed.
He felt like a cloud floating in the wind.
The body is light and fluttering.
As I floated, I was a little tired and a little sleepy.
The world in front of you is dizzying.
In the last moment of coma.
Gu Yusheng saw that endless gentle face approaching.
Just borrow Miss Mo's shoulders.
Have a good sleep.
Gu Yusheng thought so in his heart.
Mo Wanyun supported Gu Yusheng who had fallen into a coma. Her eyes were a little flustered because the hand she stretched over was covered with blood oozing from Gu Yusheng's wounds.
His heartbeat was so weak.
His face was as white as snow and his whole body was cold.
Only the corner of his slightly raised mouth seemed to have fallen asleep.
But Mo Wanyun knew.
Gu Yusheng suffered a very serious injury.
At stake.
Swish swish swish swish swish swish.
Han Wen, Su Shouzhuo, don’t lean on the railing, Qu Lianghong and the other four appeared one after another. Seeing Gu Yusheng unconscious, they were all silent and panicked, and they didn’t know where to go.
Mo Lingling the railing, he boldly supported Gu Yusheng's tiger's mouth with his hands. He saw that his calloused tiger's mouth had long been broken, and under the white clothes, there were thick jade bones under the fine marks.
These wounds are not caused by being unable to escape.
Instead, there is a huge gap in strength, and we chose a fierce fighting method of exchanging life for life.
This is the luckiest result.
After all, they couldn't even break into the powerful barrier formed by the thunderworm.
"Brother Mo, you have always been the best way."
Mo Wanyun looked at Mo Pingshan with hope.
Don't keep your words on the railing.
As the cuffs shook, countless bottles and jars fell to the ground, piled up into a hill.
His voice trembled a little.
"Hurry, please help me find out what is useful. If I had known about it, I would have been a fucking alchemist, a doctor."
"If you need any medicine, I'll buy it."
"I have money, I have money!"
Don’t lie on the railing and become more excited the more you talk. The breath of sadness is transmitted to everyone.
Mo Wanyun bit her teeth.
Just about to make some kind of decision.
At this moment, a gentle and calm voice rang behind her: "Leave this child to me."
Mo Wanyun turned around and said nothing.
Don’t lean on the railing, Su Shouzhuo, Han Wen, and Qu Lianghong are secretly alert, all of whom are desperately stances.
The tea seller put his hands together and said, "Qingping West, I taught this child to cook tea for two years, but unfortunately he was devoted to learning sword and could not taste the taste of tea, so he took him to the backyard of Wangxianju.
I'm waiting there, don't delay."
"Why should we believe..."
Before Mo Pinglang finished speaking, his expression was stunned. In front of them, there was no tea-selling man.
The four of them looked at each other.
Mo Wanyun silently helped the unconscious Gu Yusheng.
It turned into a striking geese and flew towards the Forget Immortal House in Lucheng.
The four of them saw this.
They also followed behind and escorted all the way.
The door of Wangxianju Restaurant is open, and there are no guests inside.
Manager Jin was waiting at the door.
Let Mo Wanyun bring Gu Yusheng in.
Jin Ruyi narrowed her eyes and said, "Don't join in the fun, you four, don't join in the fun. I can't help saving people, and you shouldn't be able to help either. Now you should have a lot of things to do."
Han Wen thought about it, but was still worried and looked at Mo Pingshan.
"Brother Mo, stay here and contact me as soon as possible if you have any questions."
Mo Ping nodded. Although he couldn't enter the backyard of Wangxianju, he could wait for news in Wangxianju.
Forget the Immortal Residence Backyard.
In the quiet room, the smell of medicine is scent.
Gu Yusheng was placed flat on a wooden bed, and the tea seller held a cup of tea in his hand and took a sip.
"Little girl, go out first, you are not suitable for staying in this house."
Mo Wanyun replaced his answer with silence.
She was worried about handing over Gu Yusheng to someone she didn't know.
When the tea seller saw that Mo Wanyun was not going out, he put down the teacup in his hand. His turbid gaze became deeper little by little. He said meaningfully:
"The Master is the one I respect. He has no distinction in his teachings and treats all living beings equal. He is willing to accept you as a student. It must have a deep meaning, but I want to remind you that the medicine prepared on my stove can be smelled by ordinary people.
You can only smell it.”
Mo Wanyun's pupils shrank violently when she heard this.
The tea seller walked to the shelf and threw a medicine bottle to Mo Wanyun.
"Take one of the 100% passion pills in this place on the full moon day. Within several years, you can guarantee you no worries, but remember, this pill is not 100% able to cover up, at least your tribe... should
There is a special way to see you.”
"Thank you, senior."
Mo Wanyun took the medicine bottle and walked out.
But she was still worried about Gu Yusheng and stood quietly in the corridor of the outer courtyard.
The door was covered and closed tightly.
In the room.
The tea seller took Gu Yusheng a pill, and the wound on his body was overwhelmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even so.
The tea seller's brows were still frowning, and his eyebrows were frowned into a hanging needle.
"how?"
Closed room.
Fang Qiuliang seemed to appear out of thin air. He was holding a wine gourd in his hand, and his white-washed Confucian shirt still had a piece in the wall.
"Burning the soul."
The tea seller looked sideways and looked at the cool autumn.
"There should be a lot of secret techniques for the Taoist sect? Let's help?"
Fang Qiuliang took a sip of wine and sighed: "I want to."
"Um?"
The tea seller looked at Fang Qiuliang again, and an accident appeared on his calm face.
"Are you injured?"
"There shouldn't be many people who have the ability to hurt you when they reach your level. It's hard for me to imagine who has such ability."
Fang Qiuliang waved his hand, but he didn't care about the injury, but he didn't want to mention it. He just said calmly: "After all, I'm leaving Qingyun Town. I have to help this kid's illness? If it reaches that level, I
It’s time to take action.”
"Forget it, I'll think about other ways."
The tea seller pointed his hand at Gu Yusheng's forehead, wanting to find out what he wanted.
Suddenly, the sword box placed on the wooden bed squeaked, and the sword intent was squeaking!