"Let's go back first. The Independence Army has arrived and is cleaning up the gluttons on the mountain. By the way, how did you get here?"
Only then did Wu Yi talk about what happened last night.
It turned out that he and Mr. Zhuo fought against the enemy together and originally had the upper hand, but unexpectedly, two more disciples came to support him and Mr. Zhuo was seriously injured.
After that, they were surrounded by countless gluttons. Wu Yi and Zhuo Lao desperately rushed out of the siege, and then found this cave and temporarily hid, getting rid of the attack of the glutton army.
Sheng Haomiao saw many corpses of monsters along the way, probably at least several thousand in total!
This shows how dangerous last night was!
"Let's go, I'll carry Master Zhuo."
…
Di Jian looked at the person who suddenly appeared, his eyes flashing coldly.
Just now, the disciples from the God Realm suddenly retreated, and these people appeared again, and their eyes fell on the leader.
Cui Shiqian looked at the densely packed army below and sneered.
That bitch does have many loyal subordinates!
"Bring it up!"
"yes!"
On the hanging wall, two people were brought up. When Di Jian saw clearly, their faces suddenly darkened!
Because those were Yu Wenxuan and Xiao Yifeng!
"Hahaha! Down below, go tell that bitch named Ling! This is a great gift from me! Also, if you want these two people to be safe, I will be waiting for her at the cliff of Qiyun Mountain in seven days!
"
Crazy laughter resounded throughout the world, and when the soldiers of the Independence Army heard this, they showed murderous looks on their faces!
"no, do not want!"
At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out, it was Lingxi!
With her hair disheveled, she looked at Xiao Yifeng on the cliff and was about to rush over, but Di Jian quickly stopped her!
"Let go! Let me go! Yifeng, Ah Xuan..."
Hearing the familiar voice, Xiao Yifeng opened his eyes with difficulty. The blood on his head flowed all over his face, blurring his vision.
Exhausting the last of his spiritual energy, he wrote six words and turned into a golden light and rushed towards Lingxi.
Don't cry.
Saying these two words silently, his body was grabbed into the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"No--!"
Sad cries echoed through the void, and Ling Xi watched them disappear, his pupils shrank sharply, and then he fell straight backwards.
Di Jian stepped forward to catch her. Seeing blood pouring from her nostrils and mouth, she was horrified and said, "Military doctor!!"
****
The rain that originally stopped began to rain again at some point.
Falling to the ground, the blood washed away from the ground, and the air was filled with gunpowder smoke and the rich smell of blood.
It was devastated and corpses were everywhere.
There are those who are gluttons, and there are those who are disciples.
Sheng Haomiao was carrying Zhuo Tianzhan on his back, looking at this scene with uneasy emotions.
Who would have thought that, overnight, the originally peaceful sect would be almost completely wiped out.
So many living lives fall into sleep forever.
Life is really fragile sometimes.
As if he thought of something, a trace of sadness flashed across his expression.
"metropolitan!"
When a disciple saw Zhuo Tianzhan, he immediately rushed over and handed him over to the disciple, "Sect Master Zhuo was seriously injured and his condition is critical. He must find someone to treat him as soon as possible."
"I understand, thank you both!"
"You two, please follow us to treat your wounds. There are military doctors from the Independence Army over there..."
The two nodded.
When we arrived at the place, all we saw were injured disciples.
There were moans, screams, and even faint sounds of crying... The air was filled with low pressure, so heavy that it made people breathless.
Sheng Haomiao's heart tightened.
"I can only free up this little space for the time being. You two have to accept your grievances first." The disciple reluctantly smiled at the two of them, with a childish look on his dirty face.
"It doesn't matter. I'm not injured. I just need to let my brother rest for a while. Ayi, you can rest for a while and I'll go help."
Wu Yi nodded.
One after another, injured disciples were brought in. The injuries were severe, and most of them were bitten to pieces by gluttons. Sheng Haomiao also helped transport the wounded. At this time, his eyes suddenly stopped.
In the corner, he saw a familiar person.
I had met him a few times before, and his name seemed to be Xiao Lingxi.
There were two military doctors treating her, but their faces were very solemn, and the situation seemed...not optimistic.
Sheng Haomiao walked over, and unexpectedly the unconscious man suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at him.
He frowned, knelt down in front of Xiao Lingxi, and heard her mumbling something continuously, but because she couldn't make a sound, Sheng Haomiao didn't know what she said.
Suddenly, Sheng Haomiao's sleeve was grabbed by Xiao Lingxi. He lowered his head and saw a spiritual message lying quietly in her palm.
"You want me to see it?"
Lingxi blinked hard.
Sheng Haomiao picked up the spiritual message and put it between his eyebrows. Then, six words appeared in his mind: Fenglin in the back mountain, Master.
Sheng Haomiao was surprised. When he met her anxious and pleading eyes, he immediately understood, "Don't worry, I will bring him back."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Lingxi looked at Sheng Haomiao's back and finally slowly closed her eyes, a tear falling from the corner of her eye...
…
I quickly came to the back mountain and saw the fiery red maple forest at a glance. However, under the heavy rain, it had lost its original beauty.
The figure quickly shuttled through the forest, searching, until after burning an incense stick, he finally saw a person.
Great! Found it!
The man was leaning against the stone wall, seemingly seriously injured. He fell quickly, but suddenly stopped.
The person who entered the scene was covered in wounds and motionless.
His heart skipped a beat, and he vaguely guessed something, so he stepped forward and knelt down in front of Shao Hefeng.
Shao Hefeng had a bloody hole in his chest, and a deep sword wound on his stomach. His left arm was completely missing... and there were many wounds, large and small, on his body.
Sheng Haomiao stretched out her hand and put it in front of his nose, her eyes focused.
really.
Shao Hefeng is dead.
This one seems to be the elder of the sect.
Is he the master of Miss Lingxi?
Sheng Haomiao felt depressed and unspeakably depressed.
After a moment, he picked him up and headed down the mountain.
****
"What's wrong?"
Di Jian looked at the seriously injured Huangfu Chen and the elder Qi Feng, and asked the military doctor.
"This elder has severed limbs and tendons, and has at least three fatal injuries on his body. He and here... are all dead. I have done everything I can do. As for whether he can survive, it depends on God.
Already."
"As for this...the external injuries on his body are not fatal, but as soon as he awakened his abilities, he was suddenly drained of energy, and his mental energy was severely depleted. He also seemed to have suffered a huge blow before falling into coma. I can only try my best to save his life.
If you can wake up, everything will be easy, but if you can't wake up..."
Before the military doctor finished speaking, Di Jian already understood what he meant.
"That's hard work."
Di Jian looked at the two people on the bed, looking at their injuries, anger rising in her heart, and her eyes filled with evil spirits.
He had just seen Sect Master Zhuo. Sect Master Zhuo's condition... was not good either. He might even not be able to wake up in this life.
Di Jian couldn't imagine how Ling Xuewei would react after knowing these things.
