When Chen Fan looked him up and down like this, Bai Xiaoru felt uncomfortable for a while, but he was still very free and easy. With such a smile, he couldn't help but say, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Chen Fan smiled.
"please."
With that said, Chen Fan entered the door. However, at the moment he entered the door, Chen Fan's palm tentatively pressed towards Bai Xiaoru's wrist. In an instant, a terrifying force appeared in Chen Fan's palm.
Don’t let go!
This force, combined with Tai Shang Pian, is not inferior to the innate Gang Qi at all.
As soon as this palm is pressed, people's colors change.
This sudden sneak attack, even by Chen Fan himself, was just a spur-of-the-moment move. It was completely foreseeable that Bai Xiaoru would not have any expectations. Sure enough, the two of them just passed by each other and Chen Fan bumped into each other.
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This happened so fast that Bai Xiaoru didn't even have time to react. As soon as he pressed his hand, a terrifying force burst out from Bai Xiaoru's arm.
But this power only flashed, and then it plummeted rapidly.
Return to the innate realm.
Passing by, it was a thrilling moment, and no one cared.
Chen Fan smiled and moved his hand away, as if he had done nothing. Bai Xiaoru's face was slightly stiff, and without saying a word, he just stretched out his hand and said, "Please."
Chen Fan passed by and already had an answer in his mind.
At least at least...above the four innate realms!
What a Bai Xiaoru, unbelievable!
This Bai Xiaoru's forbearance and the depth of his hidden strength are simply shocking. Chen Fan didn't try to test him, and he didn't even know that this person had reached the fourth level of Xiantian or above. Presumably, even this Fang Wenjing, as a disciple, had no respect for him.
Completely unaware.
Chen Fan was frightened when he entered this room.
On the hospital bed, Fang Wenjing was seriously ill and unable to get up.
This Fang Wenjing was not as good as the outside world rumored. During the battle with the Cangxuan faction, Zhao Baiyu's sudden attack almost killed him. Even so, he died of illness and Shen Ke still remained ill for a long time.
Chen Fan seemed to vaguely understand why Fang Wenjing wanted to find him.
"Sect Master Fang." Ten meters away from the sick bed, Chen Fan stopped stepping forward and said with a fist in his hand. Bai Xiaoru quickly rushed to the sick bed and knelt in front of the bed. He was crying and said softly at the same time, "Sect Master."
, Mo Fan has arrived."
"Mo, Mr. Mo..." A corner of the tent was revealed, and the inside was astonishing.
I only saw this Fang Wenjing. His temples were more than half gray, his whole body was pale, and he was half-dead. Zhao Baiyu's palm was so cruel! This Fang Wenjing had already put half of his foot into the coffin.
Got it!
If this news were to spread, the entire secular world would be shocked.
Fang Wenjing was extremely weak and tried to sit up, but couldn't. He just smiled bitterly and said, "Everything makes me laugh...Sir, please, sit down." Fang Wenjing said word by word with difficulty.
With Bai Xiaoru's help, he reluctantly sat up and leaned on the bed.
"Don't dare."
Chen Fan clasped his fists and said in a deep voice, "I wonder if Sect Leader Fang has any orders for me to attack?"
Chen Fan secretly speculated in his mind that as the leader, Fang Wenjing's condition was so serious that he would not be able to hide it for too long. Could it be that there was something about his condition that he needed to do by himself?
Is it inconvenient for one of you to show up?
Fang Wenjing was unable to speak. He raised his finger and signaled to Bai Xiaoru. Bai Xiaoru clasped his fists and his first words shocked Chen Fan, "The old sect leader has passed away."
"What?" Chen Fan couldn't believe it.
After the Cangxuan Sect returned from the battle, the old sect leader of the Six Innate Realms had passed away??
Chen Fan opened his mouth wide.
And Fang Wenjing was seriously ill and could die suddenly at any time. This meant that, in fact, the Wenjian Sect was already in dire straits and would be on the verge of collapse at any time as soon as the news came out. Immediately, Chen Fan calmed down again.
No, that's too pessimistic. Not to mention that Bai Xiaoru has a secret that can frighten the mountain gate alone. Besides, the old sect leader Li Renxian is not dead!
Asked about the Sword Sect, it was still impregnable.
Bai Xiaoru wept silently and said, "The old sect leader was already exhausted of his energy and blood, and his longevity was approaching the end. This time, during the battle between the Cangxuan sect and the appearance of Zhao Baiyu, the old sect master was forced to take action. Who would have thought that not long after he came back,
The man then sat down and passed away."
"I asked Jianzong that it has been more than twenty days and I dare not hold a funeral."
"Master's condition is like this. If he doesn't give up for a moment, I will ask the Sword Sect to be in danger!"
Chen Fan understood. It seemed that after this battle, the Cangxuan Sect had been wiped out. In fact, the Wenjian Sect suffered the greatest loss. The old sect leader passed away and Fang Wenjing was on the verge of death. It was indeed internal and external troubles.
"Why are you telling me this?" Chen Fan hesitated for a moment and then asked. Chen Fan took a deep look at Bai Xiaoru.
No, there is something suspicious.
Even if the old sect leader was old and frail, he would die suddenly and suddenly after taking action once, and it was not supposed to be the time to pass away. Chen Fan always felt that there was something strange about this matter.
"We believe in Mr. Mo, and this matter requires Mr. Mo to do it."
Chen Fan pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Tell me about it."
Bai Xiaoru said, "Master Shen Ke is sick and can no longer move. I asked Jian Zong not to let this matter be exposed. In the world of heaven and man, there is a famous doctor who lives in seclusion on the Green Bamboo Peak. We hope that Mr. Mo can take care of it."
Invite people."
"Sir, please come here in the name of traveling."
"I have asked everyone in the Sword Sect about this matter, but no one is suitable to come forward. I can only ask Mr. Mo to do it on my behalf."
"Huh?" Chen Fan pondered for a moment, and immediately understood that Fang Wenjing was about to die, and the Wenjian Sect could no longer cure him. He could only turn to people from the heaven and human world for help. However, if the people from the Wenjian Sect went
Please, no matter how small the movement is, it will be noticed by those who are interested.
The old sect leader is dead, and if something happens to Fang Wenjing again, the Wenjian Sect will be finished!
Therefore, Chen Fan was asked to invite people, so that he could do it without even noticing.
Chen Fan thought about it again and again and couldn't help but frown. There seemed to be no problem with this matter, but he vaguely felt that there was something wrong that he couldn't explain.
"Let me think about this." Chen Fan did not agree immediately.
Although this is obviously a piece of cake, Chen Fan must be vigilant.
Bai Xiaoru cupped his fists.
"Ahem." Fang Wenjing coughed up blood again, and even coughed up a few mouthfuls of dirty blood. He felt dizzy and passed out again, "Master, Master." Bai Xiaoru lost his voice anxiously, and immediately said, "
It's a journey of up to five days, and if you delay any longer, Master will definitely die."
"Forget it, I can't worry about so much anymore, I'll go there myself." Bai Xiaoru stamped his feet and said anxiously.
"never mind."
Chen Fan raised his hand, "I'll go for it." Fang Wenjing's character is still unclear. As for this matter, although there are some doubts, Chen Fan is confident that he can handle it and it won't be a big problem.
And for me not to accept this matter, it seems a little unreasonable both emotionally and rationally.
"If Brother Mo can invite people back for me and save my master, it will be a blessing to me, Bai Xiaoru!" Bai Xiaoru took a step forward and actually gave Chen Fan a big salute, knelt down, his expression was sincere, even though
Even Chen Fan was moved.
"Okay, Mr. Bai, isn't it just a trip?" Chen Fan sighed, "I'll just go."
It seems that there is really no risk if we go the same way.
"Thank you, Brother Mo." Bai Xiaoru was extremely excited and choked with sobs. He took out a long box from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Fan. "This box contains a roll of 'Green Bull Playing in the Water'."
The visualization picture is the betrothal gift for Mr. Liu Qingsong."
"Okay." Chen Fan nodded and accepted it without even looking at it.
"Without further delay, I'll set off first." Chen Fan shook his head. Regarding this matter, everyone in the Wenjian Sect was probably tight-lipped. He really made a mess. Chen Fan shook his head and looked at Fang Wenjing again.
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If I delay a little, I can really delay Fang Wenjing to death.
The situation was urgent, so Chen Fan stopped being polite, picked up his things, and set off directly. Bai Xiaoru was so grateful that he sent Chen Fan out of the mountain gate and returned to the bed. Bai Xiaoru's body gradually became gentle.
In the room, there were two people, Bai Xiaoru and Fang Wenjing.
At this moment, a calm voice slowly came from the room, "Master, Mr. Mo has already gone to see a doctor. I believe that you will be cured in a short time. Master, get up and take medicine."
Bang bang bang, ten wooden windows closed together silently.
Bang, the door closed by itself.
The moment he closed the door, Bai Xiaoru's strange face was revealed. He was slowly picking up a bowl of medicine and feeding it to Fang Wenjing from a spoon. In the spoon, there was a thick black color, and he didn't know what it was.
Things seem to be bad.
What's even more strange is that through this curtain, you can see Fang Wenjing's body, sitting upright like a puppet, and then motionless.
The breeze blew by, revealing a corner of the curtain.
A pair of dark gray eyes, corrupt and empty, this Fang Wenjing has apparently been dead for many days!