Immediately afterwards, there was a bloody hole between Dong Chen's eyebrows, and with a "bang!", Dong Chen fell to the ground and stopped moving.
died?
Ye Qiu hurriedly turned around and found that the shooter was Zhao Yun.
At this time, Zhao Yun not only killed the two disciples of the Wushen Sect, but also the two guys holding knives at the door.
One of his hands was bleeding, and the other hand was holding the gun tightly.
Ye Qiu was a little worried, so he walked over and kicked Dong Chen twice. He was relieved when he found that Dong Chen was motionless.
"Brother Zhao, how is your injury?" Ye Qiu walked up to Zhao Yun and asked.
"It's okay, just a little skin injury."
Zhao Yun smiled. During the fight just now, a disciple of the Witch God Sect slashed his arm.
"I'll bandage it for you."
After Ye Qiu helped Zhao Yun clean up the blood on his arm, he saw that Zhao Yun's wound was ten centimeters long, and his skin and flesh were turned out. It was shocking, but Zhao Yun acted like a fine person.
"Dragon King, how are you? Do you still feel pain?" Zhao Yun asked
"Xiaoye treated me, and it doesn't hurt anymore." The Dragon King said with a smile, "Thanks to Xiaoye for today, otherwise, you and I might have died here."
"Yes, thanks to Ye Qiu." Zhao Yun knew that if Ye Qiu hadn't held Dong Chen back, he and the Dragon King would be lying on the ground now. He said gratefully: "Ye Qiu, thank you."
"We are all brothers, why are you being polite to me? Besides, I am doing this for myself. If the murderer is not caught, I will cut off one of my arms at the age of nine thousand."
"Although what you said is the truth, I still want to thank you. I..."
"Brother Zhao, let's not talk about that. How will they deal with it?" Ye Qiu pointed at the corpse on the ground and asked.
"I'll call someone over soon to get them all away." Zhao Yun asked the Dragon King for instructions, "Do you want Dong Chen's body to be taken to the house?"
The Dragon King said: "Since the murderer has been caught, he still needs to be shown to Jiu Qiansui."
"I see."
Zhao Yun made a call and waited for five minutes. Several brothers came in, took away the body, and cleaned up the scene.
Only then did Ye Qiu and the others walk out of Gude Temple.
When getting on the car and leaving, Ye Qiu suddenly said: "Dragon King, Brother Zhao and I are sitting in the car at the back."
The Dragon King and Zhao Yun both looked at Ye Qiu in confusion.
Ye Qiu explained: "Brother Zhao has a broken meridian in his arm. If it is not treated in time, there will be sequelae. I will help him deal with it."
“Okay, okay, you can take the car at the back!
"My injury is fine. I'll treat it when I get home." Zhao Yun wanted to ride in a car with the Dragon King and protect him personally. After saying this, he opened the car door.
Ye Qiu quickly grabbed him and said, "Everyone in the Witch God Sect is dead. Now the Dragon King is very safe. Brother Zhao, take a car with me."
"My injury is really fine."
"It's okay now, but if it's not treated, something serious will happen."
Ye Qiu directly pulled Zhao Yun to the car behind.
After getting on the bus, Zhao Yun insisted on going on, saying: "My injury really doesn't matter, I have to go back and protect the Dragon King."
"Brother Zhao!" Ye Qiu's face suddenly became serious and said, "I want to tell you about the Dragon King's condition."
Zhao Yun hurriedly asked: "What happened to the Dragon King?"
"I'm afraid the Dragon King's time is running out."
"What?" Zhao Yun's face instantly turned pale and he asked, "Didn't you say last time that the Dragon King could live for a month? Why are you saying that time is running out now?"
"Originally, after my treatment, the Dragon King can still have a month, but Dong Chen just triggered the yin and yang snake poison in the Dragon King's body, so he may not be able to survive for long."
"How long can it last?"
"Conservative estimate, one week." Ye Qiu then added: "So, we must find someone to treat the Dragon King as soon as possible."
Zhao Yun nodded calmly.
Return to Yunwu Mountain.
After getting off the car, the Dragon King asked Zhao Yun: "How is your injury?"
"It's ready."
"Okay?" Dragon King was a little unconvinced.
Zhao Yun showed his arm and gave the Dragon King a look.
Seeing that the stab wounds on his arms were completely gone, and even the skin had returned to its original state, as if he had never been injured before, the Dragon King was greatly surprised and asked, "Did Xiaoye treat you?"
"Well, his medical skills are very good." Zhao Yun said.
The Dragon King thought to himself, this is not only powerful, he is simply a miracle doctor.
In just a short time, even the skin recovered. Even if Hua Tuo were alive, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to do it.
At this moment, a guard ran over quickly and reported: "Dragon King, there are guests waiting for you inside."
"Who?"
"I don't know what his name is. He is dressed in green clothes and looks like an ancient person..."
"Okay, I understand." Before the guard could finish speaking, the Dragon King waved the guard away, and then whispered to Ye Qiu and Zhao Yun, saying: "Nine thousand years old is already waiting for us at home, be careful what you say later.
."
"Um."
When I walked into the gate, I saw Cao Yuan sitting on a wicker chair in the yard from a distance, fanning himself with a cattail leaf fan in his hand.
"Greetings to Nine Thousand Years Old."
The Dragon King and Zhao Yun knelt on the ground and shouted loudly, but Ye Qiu stood aside motionless.
"Why don't you kneel down?" Cao Yuan looked at Ye Qiu and asked.
Ye Qiu looked directly into Cao Yuan's eyes and said: "I kneel to the sky, to the ground, and to my parents in the middle. No one else will kneel."
"Aren't you afraid that I'll be angry if you don't kneel down?" Cao Yuan's voice turned cold.
"Not afraid."
"Why?"
Ye Qiudao: "Those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters. Nine thousand years old, you have the world in mind, and you will be the one who will achieve the hegemony of the king in the future. You will not care about these insignificant things, let alone a junior like me."
Cao Yuan laughed and scolded: "You are a very sharp-tongued kid, and your skills at flattering are not bad."
"Nine thousand years old, Ye Qiu has found your assassin. His name is Dong Chen, and he is the leader of the Jiangzhou branch of the Wushen Sect." The Dragon King quickly reported.
"Really? Good job."
Seeing that there was no look of surprise on Cao Yuan's face, Ye Qiu understood that Cao Yuan not only knew that the person who assassinated him was a disciple of the Wushen Sect, but also knew Dong Chen's identity.
Damn it, you know it and you still ask me to check it, isn’t this a trick on me? Old thing.
Ye Qiu cursed secretly in his heart.
"Nine thousand years old, now that the murderer has been found, do what you said before still count?" Zhao Yun asked.
"Of course it counts."
Hearing this, Zhao Yun was overjoyed and said gratefully: "Thank you Nine Thousand Years Old."
"Don't thank me in a hurry," Cao Yuan said: "Although Ye Qiu has found the murderer, and I will not kill the Dragon King as promised, the Dragon King must give up his position as the boss of Jiangzhou."
"This is natural." The Dragon King has long since given up on being the boss.
Cao Yuan then said: "Leave Jiangzhou to Ye Qiu from now on!"
