When Wei Zi, the leader of Longmen and others saw Linze, they exhaled in unison: "Hey..."
"Next time you save someone, could you please stop shooting at us with arrows?" The leader of the Dragon Sect was full of resentment and couldn't hold it back.
"Arrows don't have eyes. Also, with your Soul Chasing Sect skills, how many arrows can't you dodge?" Linze said softly.
"Didn't you see that I was using my mouth? How much fighting power do you think we still have!" the Dragon Sect Master said angrily.
"Who knew you would be beaten like this?" Linze gave him a look that said, "The soul-chasing sect is just mediocre."
The leader of the Dragon Sect was furious: "You——" Try to go around the palace and see if you can do better than me!
Wei Zi interrupted him and said to Linze: "Go to Yunguang Palace, the Xuanyuan Sword is probably there."
Linze stared at her face washed by the rain and blood, looking very embarrassed, but her eyes were still bright and firm.
He nodded: "Okay."
Lin Ze gave the order, and his men immediately cut a bloody path.
Dragon Sect Leader: "..." Fortunately, I didn't say those words just now, otherwise I would have been slapped in the face again.
*
The door of Yunguang Palace is closed.
Lin Ze and his men rushed to the hospital.
The Dragon Sect Master, who didn't jump up despite being angry several times, was about to ask Ah Si to lead him, but Ah Si and Ah San had already walked in hand in hand, leaving only his cool and neat back.
The abandoned Dragon Gate Master was alone, looking up at the wall that was not that high: "..."
Inside the wall, Wei Zi asked Linze: "Can you feel Ji Xuanyuan and Xuanyuan Sword?"
Linze concentrated and held his breath for a moment before replying: "I can't feel it."
Wei Zi frowned slightly, can't you feel it?
"Master Longmen, your right arm -" Wei Zi's voice stopped suddenly, there was no Long Aotian beside her.
Ah San and Ah Si finally realized: "Where is the sect master?"
The two looked at each other: They are going to die, they have forgotten the owner of the door!
Ah Si flew out like a shadow and quickly brought the Dragon Sect Master in.
It only takes a moment to go back and forth.
However, the atmosphere was inexplicably awkward for a moment.
The Dragon Clan Master, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot: Haha, hahaha... you bastards!
Wei Zi coughed lightly and calmly finished what he had just said: "Master Longmen, do you feel anything strange in your right arm?"
"No." Master Longmen didn't even touch his sleeves and expressed his bad mood firmly.
Wei Zi had the urge to hold her forehead up, as coaxing children was really not her specialty.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the group hurriedly hid in the darkness.
"Who is it?" A palace maid ran out.
"The Praetorian Guard."
The door opened.
"An assassin is coming... I met Madam in my humble position."
When the imperial guards at the door saw Mrs. Tian appearing in the courtyard, they saluted respectfully.
"What are you doing here?" Mrs. Tian said displeasedly: "The second prince has just gone to bed, so don't disturb him."
"Yes, yes...it's just that those assassins are coming this way, and I'm afraid they will harm the second prince and his wife." The Imperial Guard said respectfully.
"You go, there are no assassins here." Mrs. Tian said.
"Yes, I obey." Although the guards were doubtful, they left anyway.
Wei Zi breathed a sigh of relief, but his sleeves were pulled.
She turned her head and asked Long Aotian, who was tugging on her sleeve, with her eyes: What's wrong?
The leader of the Dragon Sect frowned, raised his right arm, and answered silently: It hurts me to death.
