After a while, he was seen carrying a wounded man to the square, and then he left him on the ground.
"Spare... spare my life..." The man knelt down towards Ling Hao: "No... don't kill me..."
"Who were those people before?" Ling Hao interrupted him.
"I...I don't know who they are..." the man said with difficulty.
"A quarter of an hour ago, they suddenly broke into the manor. After entering, they took action without saying anything, killing everyone on sight..."
"Where is the Yin Yang Ghost Judge? Is he not here?" Lu Yue asked.
"The sect master... he is no match for those people..." The man pointed to the ruins of a collapsed building on the left as he spoke: "The sect master should be in danger down there..."
"I'll go take a look!" Qinglong walked over quickly after finishing speaking.
"Those people never said a word from beginning to end?" Ling Hao continued to look at the man and asked.
"In the beginning, I didn't say anything. As soon as I came in, I started taking action!" the man responded.
"However, after the village owner came out, they seemed to be asking him something. I was far away at the time, so I didn't hear the specific matter clearly..."
"Have you heard of a man named Confucian scholar?" Lu Yue asked.
"Confucian scholar?" The man shook his head: "Never heard of it!"
"Brother, this old guy should still have some breath!" At this moment, Qinglong said loudly.
"Let me take a look!" After hearing Qinglong's words, Ling Hao strode over.
After a while, when I arrived, I saw a skinny old man paralyzed in a pile of rubble. His waist and right leg were pierced by pieces of wood, and blood flowed all over the floor.
In addition, there was a blood hole as big as a bowl on the left shoulder blade, and a large amount of blood poured out of the mouth.
The whole person has fallen into a state of coma, his breath is extremely weak, and half of his feet have already stepped into the gate of hell.
"Brother, can you save me?" Xuan Pang asked.
"I'll do it!" After Ling Hao finished speaking, he took out a few silver needles from his body and inserted them into several acupuncture points on the Yin Yang Ghost Judge's body.
After a while, after the nine needles returned to their positions, the blood flow on Yin Yang Ghost Judge's body was stopped at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, Ling Hao reached out and pressed his hand on the opponent's heart, pouring in a stream of true energy.
Cough... After working hard for about half an hour, the Yin Yang Ghost Judge coughed up a lump of blood and slowly woke up.
"You... who are you?" After getting used to the light, the Yin Yang Ghost Judge looked at Ling Hao and asked.
"Take this elixir, it will help your injury!" Ling Hao did not answer his words, but took out a healing elixir from his body and handed it over.
"Many...thank you..." Yin Yang Gui judged the result and swallowed the pill.
After another quarter of an hour or so, except for the fact that his breath was still a little weak, his condition barely returned to normal.
"Thank you for saving your life, young master!" Yin Yang Ghost Judge stood up and bowed deeply towards Ling Hao.
"Do you know who did it?" Ling Hao asked.
"People from the Charm Realm!" the Yin-Yang Ghost Judge said.
"People from the Charming Realm?" Ling Hao was stunned: "What's the reason?"
"They are looking for someone!" Yin Yang Ghost Judge responded.
"I don't know where they heard that I am the only one in the entire sixth-order star field who knows some traces of that person, so I came to find him."
"Who are you looking for?" Qinglong asked.
"That's a man who has lived for a thousand years!" the Yin-Yang Ghost Judge said.
"Lived for a thousand years?" Qinglong's mouth twitched slightly: "You won't tell me that the people in Charming Domain are looking for someone named Confucian scholar, right?"
"Huh?!" Hearing Qinglong's words, the Yin Yang Ghost Judge was stunned for a moment: "How do you know about the Confucian scholar? You are not here for him too, right?"
"Is it true?" Qinglong's mouth twitched again.
Lu Yue and others: "..."
What a coincidence!
"Why do people from the Charming Realm look for Confucian scholars?" Ling Hao frowned slightly and asked.
