Su Wangting and Ye Jinglan both looked at the gate of the inner courtyard.
This scene is somewhat absurd.
The two people were about to fight each other, but now they stood side by side quietly like friends.
At this time, Songlu took advantage of the fact that the two people's attention was not on his side and sneakily approached Zhao Ling'an's ear, seeming to be whispering something.
Zhao Lingan nodded from time to time and glanced at the two people who were about to fight, with a smirk on his face, as if he had forgotten that his life was hanging by that long knife.
After watching the scene for about half an hour, Doctor Xue, with a frown on his face, hurriedly walked out of the inner courtyard.
"How is the situation?" Su Wangting and Ye Jinglan asked almost in unison.
Doctor Xue looked around at everyone in the hospital and asked urgently: "Is there anyone with strong internal energy here?"
Su Wangting cupped his hands and said, "I wonder why the miracle doctor looks for people with strong inner strength? Does this have anything to do with curing Duoduo?"
Doctor Xue nodded: "Although I used secret medicinal moxibustion to penetrate into the major nodes of her body's meridians to deliver medicine, the girl's injuries were too severe, and her body's Qi and blood could hardly flow, so the secret medicine for rejuvenating yang attached to the acupuncture could not be delivered.
It can reach its entire body. Therefore, it takes a person with strong internal energy to continuously pump luck into its body to encourage the blood and energy throughout its body to start flowing again, so that it can have a glimmer of hope."
"I'm coming!" Ye Jinglan shouted immediately.
Doctor Xue looked Ye Jinglan up and down and asked: "According to my estimation, I need to continue to send luck into the girl's body for at least three sticks of incense, and this period cannot be interrupted. Can you do it?"
"Okay!" Ye Jinglan nodded without thinking.
Doctor Xue perked up after hearing this, and confirmed again: "Young students, the situation of continuously blowing three sticks of incense requires extremely strong internal strength, and even if you can do it, those who are lucky will still be at risk of damage to the Dantian due to excessive internal friction.
.Is it feasible for you?"
Ye Jinglan waved his hand: "No need to say more, miracle doctor, let's go!"
"Wait!" Su Wangting suddenly shouted.
Ye Jinglan turned around and said with a smile: "I know you have to be careful of my fellow disciples escaping, so it's not convenient for you to go by yourself. Just don't worry, I will do my best to help Miss Qian escape. I think I have enough internal strength to withstand three sticks of incense."
scene!"
"It's not that I doubt your cultivation." Su Wangting stared at him coldly, "You have to think clearly. Even if you do this, it won't change your fate of being killed by me."
Ye Jinglan nodded: "Understood! Then can you promise me not to do anything to them before I come back?"
"Oh?" Su Wangting raised his eyebrows, "Are you threatening me with Qian Duoduo's life?"
Ye Jinglan bared his teeth and smiled: "No. I still want to struggle under your knife. What if I can save them?"
Su Wangting was startled when he heard this, and then raised the corner of his mouth: "This is quite reasonable. Okay, I promise you."
"Thank you, thank you!" Ye Jinglan laughed, cupped his hands, pulled Divine Doctor Xue and rushed into the inner courtyard.
"Humph, you really believe him." Songlu looked towards the inner courtyard with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, "Are you sure that Ye Jinglan didn't escape from the backyard by rescuing someone?"
Su Wangting shook his head: "I'm not sure. But what I can be sure of is that if I go in to save people, you will definitely escape."
Old Songlu blushed and shouted: "Ye Jinglan has already represented our apology on behalf of our Cuiyou Valley by going to save people. Why do you insist on driving us all away!!"
"You're right." Su Wangting said, raising his hand and pointing at the Cuiyougu disciples, "You guys can go."
The disciples looked at each other in shock when they heard this, as if they couldn't believe what they were saying.
Su Wangting said coldly: "If you don't leave, you will never leave this courtyard again."
So the disciples all used Qinggong and swept out of the courtyard without any delay.
Songlu and Zhao Lingan were dumbfounded.
"Then...what about us!?"
Su Wangting sneered and said, "Qian Duoduo was killed by your master and apprentice personally. Do you think I will let you go?"
Songlu's chest heaved violently, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be complacent. Although you are strong, you may not be Ye Jinglan's opponent!"
"Oh?" Su Wangting glanced up and down at Songlu with contemptuous eyes, "Tell me about it."
Songlu pointed at his face and said with a ferocious smile: "Can the man who left me this scar be considered strong?"
"Mu Shilan?" Su Wangting curled his lips and nodded, "He is indeed one of the top masters in the world of Jiuzhou."
Songlu pointed to the inner courtyard again: "But none of the three Mu Shilans can be his opponent, Ye Jinglan."
"Oh?" Su Wangting licked his lips after hearing this, with an interested smile on his face, "Is it so powerful?"
Songlu snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves and said: "Because of his withdrawn temperament, he never wanted to get involved in the affairs of the world, so very few people knew of his existence. But if he kills your Jade-faced Demon Sword today, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it again."
If you are willing, then your reputation will become famous in the world. Hmm, it’s a good idea. It wouldn’t be a bad thing to let people in the world know that we in Cuiyou Valley have such masters, so as not to be looked down upon by some people!!”
"None of the three Mu Shilans are his opponents?" Su Wangting was still thinking about this sentence, and seemed not to have heard what Songlu just said.
"I'm afraid I said three, but it's still missing!" Songlu said proudly.
Su Wangting bared his teeth and smiled: "Are you bragging? If that's true, this is really the strongest opponent I have ever encountered."
"Bragging??" Songlu suddenly became angry when he heard this, "Although our overall strength in Cuiyou Valley is not as good as Tieshan Temple, the cultivation level of the leader Nangong Lian is on par with the former Master Pukong!!
Do you know what moves Ye Jinglan used when he defeated his master Nangong Lian?"
"Ah...how many...how many moves?" Su Wangting pretended to be panicked.
Songlu held out three fingers: "It only took three moves! It's just a monster!!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, awesome, awesome." Su Wangting clapped his hands repeatedly in praise, "But you... told me such a big deal, are you trying to make me give up in spite of the difficulties?"
Songlu coughed twice, put his hands behind his back and raised his face, and said leisurely: "If you are afraid, just run away. My master and disciple cannot stop you anyway."
Su Wangting said with a smile: "It seems that I have to thank you for being so kind to me, but...your words made me have other plans."
Songlu frowned: "What are your plans?"
"Since you swore that I was no match for Ye Jinglan, then why didn't I kill you two and escape before he came back?"
"you……"
Songlu was stunned.
He didn't expect that these words not only failed to scare him away, but actually shot him in the foot.
"Am I wrong?" Su Wangting slowly pulled out the soul-eating black knife, "In this way, I can save my life and escape unscathed, wouldn't it be good?"
"You...don't..." Songlu was sweating, waving his hands and stepping back.
"There are two kinds of people I hate the most in my life." Su Wangting waved a sword casually, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "One type is the person who kills women and children for no reason, and the other type is the person who dares to threaten me."
Songlu shouted anxiously: "But you promised Ye Jinglan that you wouldn't do anything until he comes back!!"
Su Wangting ignored these words and raised a ferocious smile: "And you have taken advantage of both."
"You...don't be impulsive...I won't..."
Before he finished speaking, Songlu's voice suddenly stopped.
Just because he felt a short burst of strong wind suddenly blowing beside him!
And the sinisterly smiling figure in front of him was dispersing.
Afterimage!
A cold snort suddenly sounded beside him!
Songlu trembled all over and turned his head to look around, only to see Zhao Ling'an next to him with a face full of horror and his eyes widened.
Songlu suddenly exclaimed and his eyes widened.
Just because there was a long black knife stuck in Zhao Lingan's throat!!
A long knife penetrated his neck!!
"Ling An!!! No!!!"
The wail of Songlu echoed in the courtyard, but the man holding the long knife still had a sinister smile on his lips.
Draw the knife and blood rises.
"thump!"
Zhao Lingan fell to the ground without saying a word.
Songlu stared blankly at the body of his beloved disciple, his whole body trembling like chaff, and he murmured and repeated: "No, no..."
The pitch-black knife tip dripping with blood was slowly raised and pressed against Songlu's brow.
Songlu raised his eyes and stared blankly at the man in front of him who was still grinning.
"Do you have any last words?"
Songlu slowly shook his head, with a look of despair on his face: "I shouldn't... threaten you with words..."
"No. If you kill or injure my sister, your end is already doomed. Your threat only slightly speeds up your death."
Songlu laughed sadly and murmured: "Is it true that no one in this world can stop your sword?"
"Your last words are not very good."
"Indeed... not very good." Songlu slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the tip of the knife between his eyebrows to be pushed into his head.
"Ding!"
A crisp sound suddenly sounded, and Songlu suddenly opened his eyes.
But what caught his eye were the sparks that had just splashed up, almost flying into his eyes.
Su Wangting, on the other hand, had retreated two feet away.
A man holding a long sword has appeared next to Songlu!
Ye Jinglan!!
"You promised me not to strike first." Ye Jinglan stared blankly at Zhao Lingan's body.
"Not bad, you are the first person who can force me away." Su Wangting said calmly.
"You broke your promise."
Su Wangting nodded: "Yes, from the beginning, I planned to break my promise."
"Why?"
Su Wangting raised the corner of his mouth: "Because I don't want to see you, a bitch like you, showing that stupid smile again."
Hearing this, disappointment instantly filled Ye Jinglan's face: "Is this what you said, are you going to give me an epiphany?"
Su Wangting nodded: "You can say that."
"But you said that it doesn't make much sense to let a dying person have an epiphany."
Su Wangting slowly put the sword into its sheath, bent his knees slightly, and assumed the sword-drawing position: "But you also said that you want to struggle."
Ye Jinglan looked up to the sky and nodded: "I did say that."
After finishing speaking, Ye Jinglan slowly pulled out another dagger, and the two swords in his hand danced like sword flowers. His eyes when he looked at Su Wangting were full of regret.
Su Wangting shook his head slightly: "You shouldn't show such disgusting eyes to your enemies. Especially powerful enemies who can kill you."
Ye Jinglan hesitantly raised his swords: "I can feel you, that's right. I really don't want to fight to the death for the first time in my life with someone I want to be friends with."
"Shut up!" Su Wangting suddenly yelled, which frightened Ye Jinglan. "I don't even bother being friends with a loser like you!! You were just forgotten by me very quickly.
Another soul killed by the sword!!"
"Okay, okay..." Ye Jinglan slowly lowered his figure and assumed a very reluctant posture, "Before I die, I just want to tell you that Miss Qian is no longer in danger."
"Very good." Su Wangting's hand pressed on the handle of the knife, "But I won't appreciate it. Now I just want to see how deep an impression you, a loser, can leave on me before you die."
"I...I'm not a waste..." Ye Jinglan's voice was trembling, and the hands holding the sword were also trembling, "I just...don't like to fight and kill, let alone see people lose their lives..."
"No, you are a waste." Su Wangting replied with a cruel smile, "You will be a waste until the day you die. A waste who pleases me, but is killed by me like a dog."
"I'm... not a waste!!!"
Ye Jinglan suddenly roared and rushed towards Su Wangting with two swords in hand!