Chen Zhe stabbed one person without looking back, and the sword light shrouded Wang Xi in a colorful light.
Wang Xi probably also practiced techniques such as the Ditang Dao, which are designed to fall to the ground. Although it looks ugly, it is more flexible on the ground. Chen Zhe also had trouble succeeding for a while. Anyway, he was secretly outflanked by several of Wang Xi's disciples. He came down and said, "If you dare to cause trouble in our Tianxin Pavilion, tell me your name and I will spare your life."
If you sign up, you will die. The person who shouted this must be crazy...
Su Lin finally took action with his sword, and several other disciples also surrounded him.
Wang Xi suddenly screamed, his whole body was covered with injuries, and he was stabbed in the thigh by Chen Zhe's sword.
But after such a delay, a master from the hotel came, a capable disciple in the middle stage of distraction, and a middle-aged Taoist priest in the early stage of Ruoxu rushed over: "Who dares to come to our Tianxin Pavilion to cause trouble?"
Chen Zhe pulled out the Emperor's Hate Sword from Wang Xi's leg, jumped through the window and escaped.
The middle-aged Taoist priest in the early Ruoxu period turned his attention to Wang Xi: "Brother Wang, how are you doing?"
"Hurry up and chase him. He is also seriously injured now. Kill him." Wang Xi roared at the top of his lungs. Several figures flew out of the window one after another. Wang Xi's whole body was exhausted. Su Lin walked up to him: " Master, how are you?"
As soon as he saw Su Lin, Wang Xi became angry.
He was suppressed by Wang Ningfeng all his life, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not turn over, no matter whether it was a position in the teaching, a woman, or a cultivation level.
In the end, he accepted a very talented apprentice Su Lin, hoping that the apprentice would make him proud. In the end, this apprentice was beaten terribly by the penniless Chen Zhe.
As a result, something happened just now, and he didn't help at all and just stared from the side.
This useless apprentice.
"What are you still doing here? Go chase that kid," Wang Xi waved his hand and said impatiently. Today, he was disgraced and lost in a humiliating and ugly way. He didn't want others to see this miserable scene. .
Su Lin hesitated for a moment: "Master... someone just took advantage of the chaos and rescued Miao Hui. It seems that kid has an accomplice,"
"Save him, just save him. Didn't I ask you to chase him? Why are you still standing here?" Wang Xi waved his hand impatiently and swung it a few times like a fly.
Su Lin was about to speak but stopped, bowed and nodded: "Yes,"
He turned around and left. Wang Xi looked at his leaving figure and said dissatisfied: "Why did I accept such a useless apprentice?"
Now Wang Xi's people have been sent to chase Chen Zhe. There is no one around him, the surroundings are in a mess, and the ground is covered with his blood.
Wang Xi gritted his teeth and endured the pain and slowly got up. He simply stopped the bleeding. Whether he was seriously injured today or not was secondary, but he had lost a lot of face. Finding out the person who did it and taking revenge was necessary, but he still had to Suppress this matter so that no more people know about it.
He briefly thought about how to deal with the aftermath in his mind, and he no longer felt so irritable.
The sound of footsteps sounded behind him. Wang Xi thought it was Su Lin coming back and didn't look back: "How is it? Have you caught up with the kid who hurt me just now?"
No one spoke behind him, but someone slowly pulled out the sword...
Wang Xi turned around in horror. Under the light, Chen Zhe pulled out the Emperor's Hate Sword little by little with a sinister smile on his face. The room was filled with coldness, and it seemed as if it was the twelfth lunar month of winter.
This lunatic actually went back and killed someone who had returned from the attack. Why...why did this man insist on killing me?
Wang Xi didn't understand that he had ever offended Chen Zhe, which would make Chen Zhe go crazy and try to kill him.
"When you blocked me from entering Tianxin Pavilion, you just thought you were petty-minded and didn't have any serious evil intentions. But I heard everything you said to Miao Hui word for word from beginning to end, so I think you are such a vicious little person. It would be better for people to go to hell," Chen Zhe held his sword across his chest, his momentum soaring.
Wang Xi opened his mouth, but found that his voice was hoarse. When he wanted to move, he found that his limbs were not in control.
The last thing he saw before his eyes was Chen Zhe's eyes shining brightly under the light, and the ray of sword light.
Chen Zhe put away his sword and left. He first turned back in the opposite direction, then made a big circle before meeting up with He Yan not far from Tianxin Pavilion.
Miao Hui was briefly treated by He Yan. Chen Zhe lowered his head and looked: "How is it? Is there any hope?"
"The external injuries are serious, but the internal injuries are not a big deal. With my ability, it is difficult to save her, but there is always someone in Tianxin Pavilion who can save her." He Yan glanced at Chen Zhe: "Your injuries are not much lighter than hers. ,Are you always so impulsive in everything you do?"
Chen Zhe did not answer her words, but thought of someone: "There must be someone in Tianxin Pavilion who will risk his life to save her, and he also has this ability."
"Wang Ningfeng!" The two looked at each other.
He Yan took Miao Hui up the road from the gate of Tianxin Pavilion. Chen Zhe was wearing the Taoist robe of Tianxin Pavilion. Some of the Tianxin Pavilion disciples recognized He Yan, so the two of them returned to Hopeless Peak smoothly carrying the injured Miao Hui on their backs. .
He Yan glanced at Chen Zhe again: "You'd better get rid of the blood on your body, otherwise it will seem like you are telling others that Miao Hui was injured by you,"
"It's okay. This blood stain is evidence that I tried my best to save Miao Hui. Wang Ningfeng will be able to do me a huge favor when he sees it later," Chen Zhe chuckled.
He Yan looked at him with a mocking face: "You are working so hard just to get a huge favor from Wang Ningfeng."
"Yeah, otherwise why do you think it's because of that?" Chen Zhe looked at her doubtfully.
He Yan smiled: "Actually, you are full of passion and justice, but you like to wrap those things up with shamelessness and lust, making people think you are a bastard and they can't see that you are a good person."
Unexpectedly, He Yan knew Chen Zhe very well.
Chen Zhe smiled and shook his head: "It's true to be shameless, and it's true to be passionate, and there's no conflict. I just can't see a villain like Wang Xi with a dirty personality: If someone is better than him, why doesn't he want to think about why he's not as good as someone else? But he only thinks about revenge, even Wang Ningfeng himself, not even his wife and daughter, damn it,"
"And he will also have his own way of blaming the fault on others. Many people are like this," He Yanzhi smiled.
Wang Ningfeng's disciples were all dispatched. He was usually a humble person and often contributed to his fellow students, but now, when he voluntarily gave up his position as the leader, the family immediately fell into the cold. Chen Zhe and He Yan walked in directly. There was no one to stop it.
He Yan called out: "Senior Wang Ningfeng, He Yan in Guanxin Tower has something important to see you. Please see you as soon as possible."
As soon as he finished speaking, a young Taoist in his thirties appeared: "You two want to see your master. He just went out for something. I'm afraid he won't be able to come back until late at night. If you are really in a hurry, you can wait for a while." "
For a moment, he saw Chen Zhe covered in blood and He Yan holding Miao Hui: "This...this is Junior Sister Miao,"
"Yes, yes, please save her quickly. She lost too much blood and injured her meridians. The two of us have limited medical skills and can only help her temporarily stop the bleeding," Chen Zhe said anxiously.
"Okay, please carry her inside,"
It seemed that this man was Wang Ningfeng's disciple. His demeanor was very extraordinary, a bit like Wang Ningfeng's gentleness and humility. He grabbed Miao Hui's wrist, briefly checked her pulse, then thought for a moment, took out a pill and fed it to Miao Hui. From Miao Hui's mouth, he took out another cloth bag, took out a handful of withered yellow leaves, took out a piece, and crushed it into powder, then tore off a piece of bed sheet and wrapped it under Miao Hui's neck.
Chen Zhe was good at fighting, and He Yan's medical skills were average. They couldn't help, so they waited outside the door.
He Yan under the moonlight, plated with a layer of broken silver by the bright moon, always gives people a feeling of being as beautiful as a fairy. In Chen Zhe's imagination, the little dragon girl in The Legend of the Condor Heroes probably looks like this. No, her character But it's different. Xiao Longnu can sacrifice for Yang Guo, but probably no one in the world can let He Yan sacrifice for him.
He Yan glanced at Chen Zhe: "Did you notice the pills and leaves that the man used just now..."
"What's wrong," Chen Zhe asked her.
He Yan's expression was indifferent: "It's nothing, the elixir seems to be a fortune elixir that is hard to find, and the leaves are the leaves of the Tianlong tree,"
"Are those two things rare?" Chen Zhe asked her.
He Yan remained expressionless: "It's not particularly rare, but no one has been able to refine the Good Fortune Pill since the late Ming Dynasty, and Tianlongmu... Have you read the novel When the Yang Family General Breaks the Tianmen Formation? Mu Guiying took two Tianlong wood..."
"What, isn't that a romance novel? Is there really a Tianlongmu?"
It seems that He Yan's medical skills are not good, but her eyesight is very good. Anyway, in Chen Zhe's opinion, those two things would be thought of as sheep dung balls and fragrant leaves of stew.
He Yan glanced at him and seemed to be quite disdainful of his ignorance: "The novel is certainly a novel, and the plots in it are of course made up, but some things are true."
Chen Zhe stared at He Yan and asked: "What do you mean..."
"This disciple of Wang Ningfeng is probably one of the best medical experts in the world of spiritual practice. Have you noticed that he always carries the kind of medicinal materials that other practitioners dream of?" He Yan said with deep eyes.
Sure enough, Wang Ningfeng's apprentice came out after working for a while: "It's okay. If you sleep tonight, you will wake up early tomorrow morning. It seems that you will have to lie down for three days before you can get off the ground. If you can regain your previous energy, it will take a while." "
He said it easily. He was indeed a master of medicine. He could walk away from such a serious injury in three days.
These days, doctors in society are easy to make friends with, and there is no guarantee that anyone will use them.
Don't offend even one doctor if you offend ten gangsters, and make good friends with doctors.
Chen Zhe walked over affectionately and pulled this man to chat enthusiastically: "What do you call me brother? I see that you have a great appearance and delicate bones. You must have a very extraordinary and good name. My name is Chen Zhe,"
"I...my name is Feng Ke, and I am the eldest disciple of the master...Oh, my master is the previous head teacher Wang Ningfeng." Speaking of the word "appointment", Feng Ke sighed with dark eyes: "It's a pity that the master is too indifferent. , there are some things that I don’t want to fight for, my cultivation is not good enough, and I can’t help Master,”
You saved your master's precious daughter, and that's a great help.