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Chapter 965: One Thousand Years Dream (13)

This answer made everyone a little confused, especially Wen Xian.

"Brother, he is not..."

"The Sword Saint was poisoned, and the Lord of the Realm went to help detoxify." Zhang Mingyan said briefly, "No matter how many, we will talk about it in detail on the way."

It turned out that two months ago, there was a commotion in the sea. The Sword Saint happened to pass by and fight with the Sea Emperor in the Sea. Not only did both sides be injured, the Sword Saint was also poisoned by a sea beast.

Because the human race does not know much about sea beasts, they are helpless about this poison for a while, so they have to advertise the world to find a way to deal with the poison.

The Sword Saint is too important to the human race. All sects and sects are very concerned about this matter, but no one can solve it. The matter spread to the realm of demon cultivating, but Zhang Mingyan had no choice but to tell Wen Heng.

So, Shi Yu and the others changed their course.

...

When Shi Yu and the others returned to Bihai Bay, Bihai Bay was different and now they were very popular. Not only the two law enforcement officers were there, but also the eight major families below gathered here, as well as the major sects and hidden families all sent people to come.

Walking on the street, you can see disciples wearing robes of various sects walking or sitting, and the teahouses and restaurants are full of practitioners.

After they appeared, someone in the crowd shouted: "It's Lin Fan and the others!"

“Where is there?”

"The one next to me is the Qingyi Jue Jian?"

"Didn't they go to heaven?"

"You're behind the news. I heard that they all brought the Huofeng's nest, and the demon saint of the Huofeng tribe died at their hands."

With the sound of talking, people on both sides of the road surrounded and looked at the young people on the street with a blazing look in their eyes.

After so many years, the human race has been suppressed by monsters for so many years, and there are few gratifying results. Now there is a demon saint who is actually a bit more comfortable than drinking a glass of iced sour plum juice in Daxia.

Facing these gazes, Shi Yu and the others would definitely be happy in their hearts. But now that there is something in their hearts, that little joy is dispensable.

Following Mr. Zhang quickly towards the village. When he walked to the door, Shi Yu couldn't help feeling a little timid in his heart.

Wen Heng is inside now.

"What's wrong?" Old Zhang noticed her hesitation and couldn't help asking.

"fine."

Taking a deep breath, Shi Yu stepped into the village.

The Biezhuang is very big, and the Sword Saint is in Liufeng Garden at this time. As soon as Shi Yu and the others came over, they saw that there were people outside, and everyone's face was not too worried. It seems that the Sword Saint's condition should be fine.

When they saw Shi Yu and others coming over, they all looked at them. There were surprises, reliefs and explorations in their eyes, and all kinds of different things.

However, Mr. Zhang ignored it and said to Shi Yu and the others: "Now the Sword Saint is quiet, you all wait here first. Miss Shi, just go in with me."

No one else had any objection because they knew in their hearts that the person they wanted to meet in the room was Shi Yu.

"good."

Following Mr. Zhang, Shi Yu walked around the white crane screen in the main hall, walked through the flower corridor behind, and came to the current living place of the Sword Saint.

An old man was guarding the door. When he saw Zhang Mingyan and Shi Yu, he didn't say much, but just pushed the door open for them.

After Shi Yu stepped into the door, he saw the person standing by the bed on the left room at a glance.

He was wearing white clothes, and although he was facing away from her, he couldn't see his face, but Shi Yu could still know who he was at a glance

After so many years, I finally saw it again.

"...It's enough to recuperate for another month. Don't use your spiritual power any more during this period, otherwise I won't be able to save you." He said, turning around and putting the silver needle into the plate next to him.

Before he could put down the silver needle, he saw the person standing at the door.

The two stood at each other, and he smiled faintly: "Are you back?"

"Yeah." Shi Yu saw that he was all right, except that he was cleaner than before, and his body was not scarred. His energy looked good, so he breathed a little relieved. He wanted to ask him what happened, but when he reached his mouth, he became "Is he okay with the sword saint?"

The Sword Saint said in the back: "You can eat and drink, and you feel refreshed when you have happy events. Overall, it's pretty good. Your trip really makes us old men look at each other with admiration. As expected, the heroes are young."

Shi Yu felt embarrassed to praise this, "It's good luck."

"The medicine has been used today. At this recovery rate, you should be able to stand up by your birthday." Wen Heng put down the silver needle, "We won't disturb you from resting." As he said, he said to Shi Yu, "Let's go."

Shi Yu bowed slightly to the Sword Saint and followed.

The old man nodded with a smile and lay down to rest again.

When I walked out of the house, the sunshine outside was pouring warmly on the two people walking in the courtyard. The purple vines hanging on the courtyard wall next to me were blooming just in time. When the wind blew, time was soaked with the fragrance of flowers.

"The Sword Saint is about to celebrate his birthday?"

"Five days left."

"That happens to be right now."

"Um."

"Wen Xian said you are not good," Shi Yu stopped and looked at him, "Is it true?"

Wen Heng also stopped, "What do you think?"

Shi Yu looked at his whole body again, shook his head honestly and said, "I don't know."

Wen Heng bounced her forehead and said, "It should be very tiring to go on a rush. You should have a good rest first. I'm fine now, and I'm even detoxifying the Sword Saint."

After receiving his affirmative answer, Shi Yu's mind completely relaxed.

"Okay, then I'll go and rest first."

Since she came back, her spirit has been tense. Now she has taken down all the major things in her heart, and she really wants to have a hard sleep.

...

When I woke up again, it was already evening. Shi Yu did not wake up naturally, but was dug out of the bed by Su Nian.

"Tonight is a celebration banquet for you. As one of the protagonists, you must not show up."

Celebration banquet.

Thinking of the Fire Spirit Son puppet brought back by the sect leader, Shi Yu was excited and got a powerful man of the Demon Saint level for nothing. He should indeed celebrate it.

"You must dress up tonight. I'll help you think about what clothes you wear." Su Nian was ready to dress up. It is the nature of all women, no matter their age.

"Don't be so fancy. I'm a disciple of the Fantasy Sect. I'm also representing the Fantasy Sect tonight. Just wear my sect costumes."

"Okay." Su Nian instantly wilted.

When the night banquet began, Shi Yu and his friends appeared together and were praised for a long time. Everyone was always low-key and disliked to show off. Such praise made them a little unbearable, and they all made excuses to say that they had acquaintances and walked to places where there were fewer people.

"Brother Lin Fan, who has made the most efforts here, killed several fire phoenixes alone, which is very powerful. You talk first, I see an acquaintance and go over first." Wen Xian, who was the first to escape.

With him taking the lead, the second person immediately followed, "Hey, I seem to know that person, I will go too."

"Yes, it's all up to Lin Fan this time. Lin Fan, I'll toast you a glass of wine." Dongfang said.

When everyone finally escaped, only Lin Fan was left among the crowd...

Lin Fan: “…”
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