The sky was getting brighter, and a ray of golden sunlight came in from the window, reflecting on the crystal-like face of the woman in white, giving her a sense of tranquility and tranquility.
According to what You Zuiling said before, this woman was a world-famous beauty twenty years ago, and she was also You Zuiling's senior sister.
In this way, she should be around forty years old, but she looks not much older than Wu Yuanyuan, but her mature and charming charm is incomparable to Wu Yuanyuan.
Zhuo Mufeng asked curiously: "Sister saved me twice, but she didn't even ask for her name, so that I can repay her in the future."
This guy is very shameless. He used to be a girl, but he felt it was inappropriate to continue calling him like that, so he was automatically upgraded to a sister.
A touching blush appeared on the cheeks of the woman in white. She glanced at Zhuo Mufeng, shook her head and said softly: "You and I met by chance last night. It was just a coincidence, sir. You don't have to be polite."
She was humble in words, but her attitude was distant and wary. It was only because of her unique temperament that she could not feel the slightest displeasure.
It seems that although this woman is kind, she is not stupid. She has no intention of telling strangers her name casually. Zhuo Mufeng smiled and said: "My name is Lu Juntian."
The woman in white just said "Oh" and didn't answer.
Her eyes flashed. She originally wanted Zhuo Mufeng to get up and stop occupying her bed, but she thought that the other party was injured and she was partly responsible for it, so she could only sigh: "Master Lu, please rest here, I won't disturb you."
Already."
After turning around and walking a few steps, he suddenly heard a cry of pain from behind. When he turned around, he found Zhuo Mufeng clutching his chest with a look of unbearable pain on his face, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Zhuo Mufeng didn't pretend that the girl was completely benevolent to him, and he would not take advantage of her, but the cold pain coming from his abdomen was like a big hand of ice sculpture pinching the internal organs, which was really unbearable.
I don’t know what kind of skills that Youzui Ling used to be so evil.
The woman in white walked over quickly and wanted to extend her hand, but stopped midway. There was no way last night. At this time, both of them were awake. She kept in mind what her elder brother said about men and women not being intimate.
Seeing Zhuo Mufeng's uncomfortable look, the woman in white finally frowned and said softly: "Master Lu, let me heal your wounds."
Zhuo Mufeng shook his head and said: "Girl, you have done your best for me, how can I make you tired again? It won't be a problem, I just tolerate it." While speaking, he was running the Dragon Yin Qi Heart Technique.
However, the quality of his internal energy was nothing compared to the cold and cold energy remaining in his body. As soon as he got closer, the surge of internal energy immediately slowed down, like a mouse seeing a cat, and it was almost difficult to get rid of.
In an instant, Zhuo Mufeng's eyebrows were stained with a layer of frost, and cold air rushed out of his body, causing the temperature of the entire room to drop.
The woman in white said anxiously: "You will die if you don't get treatment."
Zhuo Mufeng covered his abdomen, his teeth chattered and trembled with the cold, and he smiled bitterly: "I met the girl by chance, how can I accept your love again and again."
The woman in white thought to herself that this man was really strange. He was about to die, but she still couldn't let go of her dignity. She had no choice but to say: "You can only repay me in the future if you are destined to do so."
While they were talking, the door was pushed open with great force, and two people hurriedly walked in. Seeing that the woman in white was intact, they let out a long sigh of relief.
Only then did the two of them feel the abnormal chill in the room. Their eyes fell on Zhuo Mufeng, who was in great pain. The middle-aged man frowned and asked, "Third sister, who is this person?"
When the woman in white saw the two of them, her quiet and gentle face took off her guard against Zhuo Mufeng, and she said happily: "Brother, second sister, you are finally back. Please save this man quickly. He was injured because of me."
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Seeing Zhuo Mufeng lying on the bed of the woman in white, the middle-aged man instinctively felt a little uncomfortable. After hearing this, he had to put away his distracting thoughts and stepped forward to tap Zhuo Mufeng's acupuncture points.
After some investigation, he said: "Fortunately, Third Sister dissipated most of the cold power for him, otherwise this person would definitely die. Don't worry, it's just that the evil has not been exhausted."
The middle-aged man fed Zhuo Mufeng a green pill and personally helped him digest it.
After a while, Zhuo Mufeng calmed down, and strands of cold poison formed on his body surface and fell away. As the remaining cold disappeared, his whole body felt completely comfortable.
"Mr. Lu, what do you think?"
The woman in white asked from the side.
"Thank you sister, thank you senior."
The injuries in his lungs had recovered to 80% to 90% after a night of treatment by the woman in white. Now that the sinister poison has gone, there is no serious problem.
Zhuo Mufeng got out of bed and stood up, and quickly raised his hands to the woman in white and the middle-aged man. But he could see clearly that when he called the woman in white, sister, a strange color flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.
This gentleman is wearing a dark red brocade robe, a golden crown on his head, and a white face without beard. He looks quite handsome, with a tall and burly body, and a calm and authoritative demeanor. I guess he is not an ordinary person.
The woman who came in with the middle-aged man was wearing a lake green Luo Shan. Her appearance was naturally not as good as that of the woman in white, but she was still a rare beauty.
I don’t know what the identities of these three people are. Are they all masters of Xuanyin style?
But from the analysis of the conversation last night, it seems that the woman in white does not know You Zuiling.
The middle-aged man smiled lightly and said: "Young Master, you don't have to be polite. I don't know what happened last night. My third sister didn't involve you, right?"
The woman in green clothes pulled the woman in white clothes out, probably asking about what happened last night. After all, she still didn't trust herself, which is human nature, so Zhuo Mufeng smiled and told the story again.
Of course, he omitted what You Zuiling said to the woman in white and just said that he didn't hear it.
Because the secret was so shocking, the woman in white turned out to be You Zuiling's senior sister. Zhuo Mufeng intuitively told her that this was not a lie.
What if it is revealed that he knows about this, and this middle-aged man kills him in order to protect the woman in white?
Not long after, the woman in green shirt and the woman in white also came back. The woman in green shirt pulled the middle-aged man and walked aside muttering.
Not knowing what he said, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank. He thought he had concealed it well, but who was Zhuo Mufeng? He instantly caught the murderous intent that flashed in his eyes.
Zhuo Mufeng groaned secretly.
It seems that the woman in white did not hide anything from the woman in green, which led the middle-aged man to suspect that he had heard the inside story. Could it be that he wanted to kill someone and silence her?
When the middle-aged man was using his kung fu just now, Zhuo Mufeng felt clearly that with the opponent's kung fu, if he really wanted to attack him, he might not be able to resist him.
At the moment when he was secretly anxious, Zhuo Mufeng caught a glimpse of the woman in white who was standing aside. He quickly took two steps closer and said with a smile: "Sister in white, that bitch in black bullied you like this. I will definitely teach you a lesson the next time I see you."
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The words "Sister in White" made the woman in white panic, her face turned red again, and she quickly took two steps back.
"snort!"
The woman in green shirt walked up with a cold expression. After looking at Zhuo Mufeng warily, she looked away again, feeling very disdainful in her heart.
He was almost beaten to death, and he was still boasting here, trying to deceive Third Sister's favor, and saying anything about teaching others a lesson. I'm afraid it would be too late to run away next time.
The middle-aged man also walked up with a calm expression. Zhuo Mufeng was a little panicked. It would be unjust if the other party killed him and silenced him in order to protect the woman in white.
He said hurriedly: "I am Lu Juntian, a disciple of Meng Jiuxiao from the Sanjiang Alliance. I am passing through this place on special orders from my master. I haven't asked my senior for his name yet."
The middle-aged man was stunned and asked doubtfully: "Are you Meng Jiuxiao's disciple? As far as I know, he has never accepted a disciple."
Zhuo Mufeng smiled sheepishly, as if he was considering his words before speaking: "This time I met my mentor in Tianfu. He admired me quite a lot and accepted me as his disciple.
Senior, you saved my life, why don't you come back to the Sanjiang League with me? I'm sure my mentor will be very grateful when he sees you."
The middle-aged man snorted secretly.
Zhuo Mufeng said this as if he was Meng Jiuxiao's baby bump, but the more he acted like this, the more elusive it became for the middle-aged man.
There was a sense of calmness in this guy's words. It didn't look like he was pretending. Could it be that he was really a disciple of Meng Jiuxiao? He had heard about the closure of Tianfu, and he happened to be able to match Zhuo Mufeng's words.
Besides, if you really go to the Sanjiang League, you will know if the other party is lying once you try it, so there seems to be no need to deceive him.
Now there is some trouble. Since it was sent by Meng Jiuxiao, if we kill this kid, there is no guarantee that the Sanjiang Alliance will not investigate thoroughly, and I am afraid it will cause trouble.
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Your Majesty is doing well these days. I once heard a friend mention that your Majesty suffered a severe chest injury when he was young and often had chest tightness and shortness of breath."
Zhuo Mufeng also smiled, feeling frightened for a while. Fortunately, he had been in contact with the big guys from the Sanjiang League. Lao Meng's old injury on his chest was clearly on his left calf.
Although it was reasonable for him to say that he didn't know, he couldn't win the trust of the middle-aged man, so he said doubtfully: "I don't know who the senior's friend is. I'm afraid he remembered it wrong. I didn't hear my teacher say that there was an injury on his chest, but on his left leg."
I often feel pain in my stomach."
The middle-aged man's breath was stagnant, and shock flashed in his eyes.
Is this guy really a disciple of Meng Jiuxiao? Even if he is not, his identity is probably very important. Except for a few people, it is impossible to know about such private matters.
Most of his murderous intention had dissipated, but he still felt uneasy and tried: "I heard from my third sister that the woman in black claimed to be the head of Xuanyin Ryu. It seems that these demon disciples want to cause harm to the world again."
Zhuo Mufeng said coldly: "That bitch, sooner or later, I will kill her! She actually tricked me into dealing with Sister Baiyi. I don't even think about it. Sister Baiyi is a fairy-like figure. I can't even admire her. How could I do anything to hurt Sister Baiyi?"
matter."
This kid!
The middle-aged man and the woman in green shirt were both shocked by Zhuo Mufeng's shameless words. In front of the third sister, you said such explicit words, you guys are still shameless?
Meng Jiuxiao accepted a disciple like this in his first lifetime? Isn't he too old and blind?
But then I thought about it, with the unparalleled elegance of the third sister, how could a young man like Zhuo Mufeng withstand it?
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from Zhuo Mufeng's previous statement and his behavior at this moment, the other party should not know about the relationship between You Zuiling and Sanmei.
What's more, this boy was saved by his third sister. To put it bluntly, even if he knew, he wouldn't dare to tell anyone, otherwise he wouldn't be able to pick it out himself.
Coupled with the suspicion of Zhuo Mufeng's identity, the middle-aged man completely gave up his murderous intention.
"You must repay the kindness of saving your life. Do you know the names of these three distinguished men?" Sensing the subtle changes in the middle-aged man, Zhuo Mufeng felt relieved and suddenly asked again.
The middle-aged man waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's just a nameless person, so don't mention it."
The woman in green shirt still didn't say a word, and she didn't know whether it was because of her personality or because she looked down on Zhuo Mufeng.
Zhuo Mufeng sneered secretly. He looked like he was not a good person. How could the white-clothed sister mix with this man and woman and still look so trusting?
In order to express his gratitude, Zhuo Mufeng invited the three of them to have dinner together, but the middle-aged man declined politely, saying that he had other important matters, so he just left.
As if he felt that his behavior was too inhumane, the middle-aged man suddenly took out a book from his arms, handed it to Zhuo Mufeng, and said with a smile: "We are destined to meet each other, Mr. Lu, so my master and I are included.
If there is some friendship, this can be regarded as a meeting gift."