"Stop! You seriously injured my disciple, and you didn't say anything and just wanted to walk away?"
Before Zhuo Mufeng could walk out of Xia Zhuyuan, Lei Heng, who woke up, burst out with thunderous fury on the spot, smashed the table to pieces with one palm, and stood up.
An incomparably breathtaking momentum enveloped Zhuo Mufeng from afar.
Zhuo Mufeng stopped and turned around, looking at him without fear: "Senior, you are wrong, I did not seriously hurt He Kun, he was injured by his own palm.
Furthermore, if you fight with each other, you will inevitably lose control. Senior, don’t you even understand this principle?”
Lei Heng said calmly: "I think you will retaliate for your anger and your methods are deceitful. You are obviously a person with evil intentions. If you don't teach you a lesson today, you will definitely go astray in the future."
Without giving Zhuo Mufeng a chance to refute, Lei Heng suddenly jumped up, like a flying insect, crossing dozens of steps and falling from the sky.
The terrifying palm gesture was like a vortex, and the center of the vortex was exactly aimed at Zhuo Mufeng's Dantian.
This old guy wants to waste his martial arts skills!
Although he guessed that the other party would take action, when things came to pass, Zhuo Mufeng still felt endless anger.
Under the power of the vortex palm, he had no power to resist at all, and even Shang Zirong was affected. His delicate body swayed and his face turned pale.
boom!
A golden handprint suddenly appeared, with five fingers grasping together, crushing the vortex palm into pieces, and the strong wind pushed Zhuo Mufeng and Shang Zirong away.
Almost at the same time, Lei Heng's feet landed on the ground. With him as the center, the bluestone cracked with countless spider web-like cracks, extending to twenty meters away.
"Yu Tianci, what do you mean?"
Lei Heng looked at the middle-aged scribe who took action with a gloomy expression. He was one of the top ten hall masters of the Sanjiang League, Yu Tianci, a demon-slaying scholar who had shown great prowess on Jingshen Island.
Yu Tianci said: "Senior Lei, I just had a fair fight with Young Master Zhuo. Although we are not happy to be seriously injured, you can't just fight against Young Master Zhuo because of this."
Lei Heng gritted his teeth and said, "This guy has ulterior motives and is definitely not a man of the right path."
"Hahaha……"
Loud laughter rang out, and Zhuo Mufeng burst into laughter. Since the other party had broken his skin, he had nothing to worry about. He pointed at Lei Heng and said: "I am not the right way, so what about He Kun? I have no grievances with him. For
For selfish reasons, he has framed me again and again.
Such a selfish, narrow-minded, insidious villain, why don't you see you clean up the house?
And you, Mr. Lei, take revenge for personal gain, use the big to bully the small, and you do it so smoothly. You have done this kind of unscrupulous thing a lot, haven't you?
What a bullshit hero, I just see him as a stubborn old thief who does whatever he wants with a little bit of martial arts."
Lei Heng was scolded by Zhuo Mufeng until his face turned red, turning blue and white. A cold murderous intention flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "If you speak nonsense, I will kill you!"
The violent energy suddenly gathered and rolled towards Zhuo Mufeng crazily.
But still halfway, he was stopped by a golden handprint. The golden handprint pushed forward, blasting the energy into pieces and cracking every inch.
Yu Tianci's anger sank into his Dantian, and his tongue exploded with spring thunder: "This is the Witch Mansion, Senior Lei, please don't lose your composure."
The roar woke up the furious Lei Heng. He woke up as if from a dream and looked at the masters of the Sanjiang League. Sure enough, he found that these people all had ugly faces.
Wu Guanting couldn't see anything, but the calmer he became, the more frightened Lei Heng was.
"Come on, please go and ask Doctor Bian to come over."
The awkward and suffocating calm was still broken by Wu Guanting. He waved his hand, and someone immediately left. Two people came forward, took out a green pill for He Kun to take, and tapped his acupoints to stop the bleeding.
Lei Heng was also overwhelmed by anger. Only then did he remember that his beloved disciple was injured, and he quickly knelt down and asked.
Not long after, a short old man with age spots on his face came over carrying a medicine box.
It is hard to imagine that this person was Bian He, a miraculous doctor who was famous in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and was known to have the ability to bring the dead back to life.
After some inspection, Bianhe said: "I didn't dodge in time enough, and my arm has been injured. I'm afraid it will be difficult to return to its previous level."
He Kun almost fainted when he heard the bad news.
Lei Heng also had a sudden change of expression: "Miracle Doctor Bian, can't you even do anything?"
Bianhe said calmly: "I refer to ordinary people. If you change it to me, you can restore it to the original state."
If it weren't for the other party's reputation and countless good relationships, Lei Heng would have wanted to slap this old showoff to death and said, "Please ask Dr. Bian to help me. Lei will be grateful."
Bianhe said: "You can do it if you want me to take action, but you need to agree to me a condition and swear to God."
"The miracle doctor said it's okay."
"You must promise not to retaliate against Mr. Zhuo within three years, nor to ask anyone to harm him."
Lei Heng was shocked, and He Kun beside him also clenched his teeth, with an unprecedented look of despair on his face.
When everyone looked at each other, Zhuo Mufeng looked at Wu Guanting for the first time.
Bianhe is not related to me, so it is impossible for him to speak for him, but he is from the Sanjiang Alliance, so the answer is very clear. Someone must have taught him to do this.
For the first time since meeting him, Zhuo Mufeng was truly grateful to Wu Guanting.
Only the two of them knew about his great favor in sending the information, so Wu Guanting could just pretend it never happened. But today, the other party was defending himself almost from the beginning to the end.
No wonder he could grow from a white man to a giant in the world and gather a large number of loyal subordinates. There is indeed an attractive charm in Wu Guanting.
Lei Heng's old face kept changing, and of course he understood the meaning behind it. Without hesitation for a long time, he smiled miserably: "Lei agrees."
After saying that, he immediately swore an oath.
Afterwards, under the leadership of Bian He, the master and apprentice walked out of Xia Zhuyuan together, never looking back.
Zhuo Mufeng bowed deeply to Wu Guanting, said nothing, and left the Wu Mansion with his junior sister. The celebration banquet that followed was destined to have nothing to do with him.
"Senior brother, you seem very unhappy?"
It was in the afternoon, and the snow began to fall again. The two stopped under a row of dry willow trees. Shang Zirong looked up at Zhuo Mufeng with a smile on his lips.
"Why are junior sisters laughing?"
"Senior brother was so majestic just now that everyone was scared to death, but you looked indifferent."
She imitated Zhuo Mufeng's action of drawing out and sheathing the sword in a serious manner, and then she couldn't help but laugh.
"Don't you think Senior Brother's methods are too cruel?"
"If the other party hadn't bullied others too much, how could Senior Brother be like this? There is no need for unnecessary mercy when facing bad people. Anyway, Ronger believes in Senior Brother. As long as it is done by Senior Brother, it must be right."
The white snow is flying, and the girl under the willow tree has a light of absolute trust in her big and bright eyes, which impacts Zhuo Mufeng's heart more powerfully than the winter color of the lake in the distance.
"Junior sister, you didn't even know you were being sold like this."
He thought that even if a lifetime passed, he would never forget this scene today.