Chu Yunjing did not respond immediately with an explanation, and looked at Lu Feng, who was in a coma.
The gentleman understood silently and understood that Chu Yunjing wanted to wait for Lu Feng to wake up and explain it together.
From the corner of his eye, he looked at Lu Feng's folded and swollen palms...
Jun Zimo had a sad face and murmured worriedly: "Lao Lu, a man who loves swords so much, now that his hand has been broken and can no longer hold the sword, how deep the blow to him must be."
Upon hearing this, Chu Yunjing's pale face suddenly showed a look of pain;
He has experienced this feeling most deeply. Now he is forced to no longer be able to hold his beloved spear. This is simply more uncomfortable than killing him.
The two fell into silence.
For a moment, I couldn't think of how to solve Lu Feng's situation.
Another half an hour later.
Lu Feng finally woke up slowly from his coma.
With Jun Zimo holding him upright, Lu Feng looked at Chu Yunjing up and down. The tip of his nose suddenly felt astringent, and he said with some haggard energy: "Old Jing, why are you like this?"
After the previous deep sleep, the effectiveness of the elixirs in Lu Feng's body that could calm down and suppress murderous intentions and emotions were almost worn away, so he showed some normal emotions when he spoke, which was very touching and heart-wrenching to hear.
When Chu Yunjing saw that Lu Feng didn't care about his own injuries immediately after he woke up, but instead cared about him, his heart couldn't help but feel cramped again;
If he could, he wished he could bear Lu Feng's sin as well.
Jun Zimo also looked at Chu Yunjing with curious eyes, very concerned about how the latter could become so powerless as he is now.
Chu Yunjing sighed heavily and said sadly: "I was careless and fell into the trap of the vampires. I got slapped by them, and then I became the ghost that I am now, unable to take care of myself."
Jun Zimo was surprised and wondered: "What kind of palm gesture can make your whole body so weak that you can't even do simple support?"
"The man I fought with claimed to be using the 'Softening Demonic Palm', which is a set of vicious palm techniques that can soften all the bones of the enemy until they turn into cartilage or even dregs." Chu Yunjing recalled the experience at that time,
He stated with some fear: "If the War Heart Armor attached to me hadn't blocked part of the palm strike, I would have died on the battlefield."
After a pause, he looked seriously at Lu Feng and the two, "The person who hurt me that day was a middle-aged woman from the Blood Clan. She has the strength of the Heavenly Soul Realm. She is about forty years old and has a sharp and mean look.
There is a tear mole in the corner of her eye, which gives off a bit of a flirtatious look. If you two meet again, don't be deceived by her appearance, that woman is very vicious."
Jun Zimo felt that the atmosphere was a little depressing, and said jokingly: "So you were fooled by her beauty? Didn't you kill her? Instead, you got slapped by her?"
Chu Yunjing was speechless for a while, and said angrily: "There was someone else who was deceived by her beauty. I was trying to save someone that day, but I accidentally let my guard down and got slapped by that woman."
Lu Feng asked with concern: "Has your injury been examined by a pharmacist? What's the result?"
Chu Yunjing looked gloomy: "Since I was injured on the frontline battlefield, dozens of famous pharmacists from the mainland have diagnosed me..."
Chu Yunjing shook his head with a wry smile as he spoke. If he had not heard those pharmacists say irrecoverable words one after another, he would not have been so depressed.
But now, in order to encourage Lu Feng and prevent him from being as depressed as himself, Chu Yunjing smiled bitterly and said with relief: "The day before yesterday, the pharmacist from the Medicine Valley came, and his medical skills are among the best in the entire circle of pharmacists.
He exists, and I believe that with his presence, both your and I will be able to recover from our injuries."
Lu Feng sighed, "If Senior Dichen is so capable, why did you, Lao Jing, lock yourself here alone before?"
Junzi was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses: "Old Jing, you are so injured that you haven't been able to find any recovery measures even after cleaning the dust to diagnose it?"
Chu Yunjing was speechless, understanding that nothing could be hidden from Lu Feng. He sighed and said: "Although there is no treatment plan for him initially, there is still a chance of recovery. He will stay with us for this period of time."
Zhan Zong, devote yourself to studying the method of restraining and restoring Fusu Demonic Palm."
As he spoke, he looked at Lu Feng and said solemnly: "I will invite him later and let him help you diagnose. I think that with his methods, he will be able to help you regenerate your broken limbs and let you return to normal."
Jun Zimo nodded in agreement: "That's right, so Lao Lu, you must not have any dejected thoughts. No matter what, you still have us. Any hardships and pains will eventually pass."
Lu Feng laughed out loud: "When did you two become so sensational? I look like I'm going to be depressed and can't think about it anymore?"
"Like," Junzimo said subconsciously: "Your current state feels like you are forcing a smile, trying to fool us into letting us put aside our concern for you, and then bear all this silently alone, Brother Feng! I can
I know you too well, you can't hide it from me."
Lu Feng breathed a deep sigh of relief and looked sad: "In the past, I might be like you said, but now I really am not... I really still have too many things to do, and I can't tolerate it at all.
Let yourself sink into this meaningless thing."
Thinking that he might only have three months left to live, Lu Feng suddenly felt that the broken limbs were not so difficult to accept.
It's just that it's much more difficult than before to do things with this disabled body.
But so what, even if there was only one chance in a thousand, even if he could only travel in a wheelchair, he still had to kill Jun Zishuo so that De Shu Lao could have a chance to resurrect.
The gentleman silently said angrily: "Lao Lu, what do you have to do? Are you going to kill that bastard who hurt you? Who is that person? Just open your mouth, brother will help you take care of it, you are here
This peace of mind heals your wounds.”
Lu Feng shook his head and said bluntly: "The man was dressed in a coir raincoat, and his specific appearance could not be seen. He obviously deliberately concealed his identity. I'm afraid it would be difficult to find out his origin. The only thing that is known is that there must be a semi-saint-level strong man behind him.
, I was able to lend him a trace of the Semi-Saint's breath. It was precisely because I was frightened by the Semi-Saint's breath that I had absolutely no room for resistance. He easily shattered my bones and broke my limbs, and I ended up like this."
Chu Yunjing said in shock: "In this world today, there are not many powerful forces at the semi-saint level."
Junzi silently echoed: "My ancestor of the Jun family does have such strength, but he has not appeared in the world for more than a hundred years; the same is true for the older generation of saint ancestors of the Holy Sect. Most of them are not familiar with the world, unless they encounter
It is a matter of life and death for your own family, otherwise you should not take action, how can you give others the breath of a semi-saint?"
Chu Yunjing's eyes were thoughtful, as if she had thought of something, but she did not say anything.
The gentleman was silent for a moment and asked: "Since the identity of that person is difficult to find out and there is no way to take revenge, then there are many things you need to do as you said? What do you mean specifically? Are there any brothers who can help? Regardless of whether there are any,
Would you like to hear them all?"
Lu Feng glanced at Jun Zimo and hesitated again and again before finally speaking.
It was related to Junzi Shuo's hatred. He didn't want Junzi to be silent, nor did he want him to increase the risk.
Chu Yunjing saw some clues and said in a deep voice: "Old Mo, please go and ask Senior Dichen to come again and help Lao Lu make a diagnosis."
Although Jun Zimo felt that this move was a bit abrupt, he thought that the reason why Lu Feng didn't mention it might be that the things he said were dangerous and he was afraid that he would be implicated. Leaving Chu Yun Jing alone might be a better way to explore the conversation.
.
After all, if Chu Yunjing promised not to say anything, even if Lu Feng did, it would not have much impact. Chu Yunjing, who was also disabled, would not be able to help.
With this in mind, Jun Zimo left the Jingxin Pavilion happily, giving Chu Yunjing a suggestive look of encouragement before leaving.
"Are the things you want to do related to the Jun family?"
As soon as Jun Zimo left, Chu Yunjing's questioning voice came out.
He is not only the son of Zhan Zong, but also the leader of their seven sons of Beiyou. He should have a good ability to identify people. Lu Feng's subtle performance should not be hidden from his eyes.
Lu Feng showed bitterness on his face. Seeing that Chu Yunjing pointed it out, he hesitated and stopped holding it in his heart. He thought that if he spoke out and had someone to discuss it, he might be able to think of a better way to deal with it.
At that moment, he stated the causes and consequences of Shu Lao's accident in detail.
By the time he finished speaking, Chu Yunjing's face was already livid, and although his hands didn't have much strength, they still clenched their fists, looking extremely angry.
If his body was intact, he would have immediately gone to Jun Zishuo with a gun in hand, or even led the crowd directly to Jun's house to ask for an explanation!
The hair on his chin was fluttering as he breathed heavily, and his chest kept rising and falling.
It took a long time to calm down.
"So, this is why you kept it secret from Lao Mo?"
Chu Yunjing looked at Lu Feng and said bluntly: "Are you afraid that he will not be human inside and outside after knowing it? What stupid things will he do?"
Lu Feng nodded, "Junzi Shuo is his brother after all. His own relatives harmed his teacher. No matter what he does, he cannot have both sides;"
"If he avenges Shu Lao, not to mention whether he can successfully kill Jun Zishuo, even if he can, the Jun family will probably not let him go, a disciple who helps outsiders kill his relatives;"
"And if we don't kill Junzi Shuo, given his temperament, I'm afraid he will live in self-blame for the rest of his life, and he will even become depressed and depressed because he is ashamed of the old scholar and us."
Chu Yunjing nodded in agreement: "It seems like it would be best not to let him know."
After a pause, he said seriously: "Then how are you going to deal with that Junzi Shuo? With your current injury condition, it is difficult to even walk. How can you deal with a Junzi Shuo who has practiced evil and has greatly improved his strength?"
Lu Feng sighed deeply, and pretended to be relaxed while thinking: "I can only take one step at a time. I plan to rest here for a while, and then set off to Xuanjin City to see if there is any chance. If I look back,
If I really can’t find a good opportunity, I can only give up. This is definitely Shu Lao’s fate.”
Lu Feng deliberately put on such a calm and relaxed attitude, thinking that he could use this to dilute Chu Yunjing and Jun Zimo's constant care for him, so that the two of them could naturally let him go alone instead of worrying about what he would do.
We will always guard against any rash advances.
Chu Yunjing had a dull face and said nothing.
It was as if he could see Lu Feng's true inner thoughts.
For a time, my mood was very complicated and heavy.
a long time.
Chu Yunjing said: "Are you planning to die together with that gentleman Shuo? In your current situation, I'm afraid the only way to get a chance to trade with him is to blow yourself up."
Lu Feng remained silent;
In his initial calculation, he really had no intention of leaving Xuanjin City alive.
With his limbs intact, he had no confidence that he would be able to escape unharmed after killing someone, let alone being so immobile now.
Chu Yunjing said solemnly: "Lao Lu, don't worry about it anymore. Leave this matter to me. I will look for some good people in the sect to avenge Shu Lao."
"Nonsense! This will implicate your Zhan Zong," Lu Feng refused without hesitation, and said seriously: "Furthermore, Junzi Shuo and his ilk cannot be killed just by relying on large numbers of people. If you lead a crowd to kill him rashly, you will only scare him away."
Being more careful and vigilant, and walking alone, sometimes I can find better opportunities."
"Shu Lao, he is also my teacher!" A trace of anger flashed across Chu Yunjing's face, a little annoyed that Lu Feng always did everything by himself.
Lu Feng shook his head sadly and smiled bitterly: "Let me do something for Shu Lao in the end?"
As he spoke, he revealed his true situation now.
Chu Yunjing waited until she heard that Lu Feng's remaining life was probably less than three months, and choked up sobs that he couldn't even utter half a word. His heart felt like it was tightly clamped by claws, and it was suppressed to the extreme.
Lu Feng sighed, "So, Brother Jing, let me do this for once. Before that, you and I, brothers, can get along as well as we did in the past, and finally get along with each other for a few days."
Seeing Chu Yunjing's eyes full of grief and resistance.
Lu Feng said solemnly: "Just treat this as my brother's last request to you."
Chu Yunjing fell over and hit his head heavily on the ground, as if he wanted to vent his anger and helplessness.
Lu Feng continued in a deep voice: "Brother Jing, promise me that you will take good care of yourself here. After more than a month, if I succeed, I will ask you to go to the Beast Valley and help Old Tang revive Shu Lao. You and
The longer we have known Shu Lao, it will be of great help to his recovery of consciousness when he is resurrected."
Chu Yunjing helplessly let out bursts of mournful roars;
After a long time, he finally reluctantly agreed.
Lu Feng was silent for a moment and said sadly: "This matter... let's not let Lao Mo know about it for now."
Chu Yunjing breathed a heavy sigh of relief and cursed: "You have thought carefully about him, but have you ever thought about your brother Jing's feelings?"
"You and I are brothers, and you told me this so cruelly that you let me watch you die?"
"Do you know how uncomfortable this feels? How helpless?"
In a moment of sadness.
Jun Zimo's voice came from outside.
Chu Yunjing calmed down the annoyance in her heart, opened the ban on Jingxin Pavilion, and brought Jun Zimo and Dichen in.
"Huh?" Junzimo looked at Chu Yunjing suspiciously.