Chapter Eighty-Seven: Another Strong Man

There was silence off the stage, and there was a miserable scene on the stage. Just now, the young eagle's almost crazy blow successfully hit the opponent hard, except for Qing Hongyan, who was unconscious on the ground, the other young eagles were also exhausted, if it wasn't for the strong willpower to resist, it was likely to fall down collectively. But at this time, there are still people who have the strength to make trouble.

Qian Mujin didn't forget that the two people on the other side had hurt Qing Hongyan just now, he slowly walked in front of Qing Hongyan, knelt down, injected a trace of wing, and found that she was fine, but looking at the blood splashed on the delicate little face due to the battle and the tired face, his heart still hurt fiercely. It is his responsibility not to protect Yan'er.

"I want you to pay for your lives!" the sword of the wind was unsheathed, and when he heard his master's order, he transformed into two swords and stabbed straight at the opposite side.

Bite. Seeing that the Wind Sword was about to stab the two Wingmen in the chest, this was a wing force that came from nowhere to stop the Wind and fall to the ground.

"Third brother, you're crazy!" The other four of the young eagles who had just reacted looked at the mutation in front of them in shock, and Yuwen Jue roared silently. He didn't dare to think about what the consequences would be if this sword stabbed down, it wasn't that he was soft-hearted and wanted to save the lives of the two people opposite, he didn't have such a virgin, and the opponent just now was also ruthless, and he also seriously injured Qing Hongyan. It's just that in this unfamiliar place, if there is a murder, it will be very troublesome. At least in the short term, they won't be able to leave.

"Big brother!" Qian Mujin's dark eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness, and said, "They deserve to die!"

The anger around the young man was very heavy, and Xitong frowned slightly, falling into deep thought.

"The important thing now is to heal Yan'er's injuries, and talk about the rest. After speaking, the cold eyes seemed to cross the two winged men, and suddenly, they felt extremely cold.

"Which master is the hand, please show up. Xitong sighed, the only one who was calm now was him, and glanced at his eldest brother and third brother helplessly, didn't these two guys care about the person who made the move just now?

"Haha......" A few light laughter sounded in the silent ring, and everyone turned their heads to look over. It was actually a chubby old man, looking at them with a smile on his face at the moment, and his eyes fell on Xitong's body and paused slightly for a few seconds.

"Is that you?" said the eaglet, who fully reflected their tacit understanding, almost in unison. They can't be blamed for being surprised, after all, this old man didn't speak from the beginning, and he didn't seem to have any strength at all.

Being able to block a blow from Qian Mujin's anger, and also make the Wind Resisting Sword still, at such a critical moment, it is enough to see the strength of this strong man. If it weren't for his laughter, no one would have noticed him.

The old man raised his eyebrows, he was not angry when he was questioned, and said lightly: "Do you want to try?" The implication is whether you need to fight with him.

The faces of the young eagles changed. It wasn't because they were afraid, but the seemingly ordinary words of the old man just now were mixed with wing power, which made them breathless.

Now they believe it completely, and the old man does not embarrass them. Glancing at the half-dead Qinghong Yan on the ground, he said to the referee who was already pale-faced beside him: "Find someone to settle them down first." ”

Unexpectedly, the chief referee actually looked obedient, without a trace of disrespect at all, and everyone thought about it, yes, in the Remnant Wing Continent, naturally whoever is strong will speak.

Qian Mujin glanced at the old man deeply and said, "Thank you." ”

When the battle ended, everyone naturally dispersed, and even the referees didn't expect that this battle would end so quickly. With a roll of his eyes, the middle-aged referee grabbed a small servant and whispered, "Quickly tell the prince about the situation here." ”

Following the old man all the way, the young eagle came to a very large mansion, the plaque is very simple, it is the word "qing", but it looks magnificent.

Seeing everyone's puzzled expressions, the old man smiled and said, "This is my name, I always feel that the plaques carved by those craftsmen are too petty, so I wrote one myself." ”

Others have not been in contact with the empire since they were children, so they naturally don't understand, but Ayawei, who used to be the lord of the county, knows nothing better, being able to have such a big mansion, and can also write plaques at will, the old man in front of him must not be simple, coupled with the awe-inspiring expression of the referee just now, it is estimated that he enjoys a high status in the empire.

It's just that shouldn't you stay in Caiyi City, why is it in Blue Wing City, and you still watch this so-called fight? I was about to ask, but I was hinted by Mu Lengyue next to me with her eyes, and her smart eyes were clearly telling her, don't say it now.

Nodding knowingly, she prepared to continue walking inside. didn't expect to fall to the ground in the next second, following in the footsteps of Qing Hongyan.

"Sixth sister!" Mu Lengyue, who was closest to her, helped her, and then Yuwen Juemo took her over.

The old man looked back at the miserable appearance of the six little ones, and said nothing, but casually pointed to a few rooms for them to stay.

Yuwen Juemo and Qian Mujin carefully put the two unconscious girls on the bed and looked at the old man expectantly.

I saw a purple wing power hovering at the pulse of the two for a while, and then returned to the old man's body, and said with a little contemplation: "They are just exhausted and a little tired. This girl still has some skin trauma, you can just help her deal with it. That "girl" refers to Qinghongyan.

"Then can we use our own wing power to cushion them?" asked Qian Mujin eagerly, the other two boys clearly agreeing with him.

In a battle, it was the girls who were the most injured, so how could they not feel guilty?

"How much better do you think you can get better?" the old man was obviously impatient, waved his hand and said, "My yard is very clean, and no one will disturb you, so you can live in peace." Sometimes running out of wing power isn't necessarily a bad thing, and maybe the new wing power you refine yourself will be purer. If you put the wing power into their bodies, they won't have to waste their strength to purify?"

After being reminded by the old man, everyone remembered that it was really a matter of concern.

After explaining the matter, the old man left, leaving the space to the six young people who had just experienced the great war.

"Fourth sister, you can also take care of your wounds. "What do you think of, Xi Tong said, but his eyes drifted to Qian Mujin's body, with a weird smile on his face.

Qian Mujin punched him angrily and said, "Leng Yue, don't do this kind of stupid thing in the future, if something happens to you, I will be sad." ”

"Really?" Mu Lengyue's originally dim eyes lit up again, you must know that Qian Mujin has either avoided her or snubbed her recently, obviously on the surface it is still the same as before, but she can feel a sense of alienation.

Qian Mujin, who was a little embarrassed by her suddenly lit up eyes, recovered her natural nature in the next second, and said with a smile: "Yes, we are originally a family." ”

This "we" refers to the entire young eagle.

Her eyes darkened, and the corners of Mu Lengyue's mouth still raised a smile: "Yes, we are a family." ”

Feelings are such a thing, you should take your time, after all, I can't be sure that he is my brother now.

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