Holding the rain and snow sword, he hurried to the sect with the seriously injured Cai Qianjin and Ji Feng, his face was anxious and worried, and he walked in a hurry, not very stable, Cai Qianjin woke up in the bumps, let out a long breath, and was stunned for a while.

It turned out that he was really a throne.

Jin Lian'er is really his daughter!

What's even more outrageous is that one of his outer disciples turned out to be the Young Palace Master!

Cai Qianjin suddenly laughed sadly, and kept coughing up blood in his mouth: "It's ridiculous, it's so ridiculous!"

Halfway through, they met some Emperor Immortal Palace patrol disciples and were questioned, after all, their condition was miserable, blood was spilled all the way, and it was normal to be questioned.

Jin Fushen, who knew his true identity, only said that he was carrying out a confidential mission through Heaven, and if something went wrong, those disciples would let him go immediately.

The three of them went straight back to Tongtian.

Tongtian is a very special department of the Emperor Immortal Palace, there are special doctors sitting in the array, except for the uninjured accident, Jin Fushen and Ji Feng have been treated in time, which can be regarded as saving a life.

Jin Fushen's body was wrapped in blood-stained bandages, and he looked at the ceiling quietly, not knowing what he was thinking, when suddenly he struggled, held on to the edge of the bed with his hand, staggered out of bed, and walked towards the door.

Seeing this, two doctors hurriedly came over to support and dissuade them: "Hall Master Cai, your injuries are extremely serious, it is best to recuperate for a few days......

Jin Fu shouted heavily: "Get out!"

The two doctors there looked at Jin Fushen's back as he walked out of the door, and glanced at each other in surprise......

Due to the strong movement, the wound behind Jin Fushen cracked, and the blood dripped down, blooming small red flowers on the ground.

Jin Fushen did not walk out of Tongtian, but walked to the next room.

In that room lay two Heavenly Fairy Butterflies.

When he arrived at the door of that room, Jin Fushen raised his hand and wanted to push the door, but he hesitated again and again, and the majestic aura on his body disappeared completely, and he became sluggish, looking at the expression on his face, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

"Lian'er, Xiao Man......"

Jin Fushen's pale mouth trembled.

Lying inside are Jin Lian'er and Li Xiaoman, one is his biological daughter, and the other, he has always treated her as a goddaughter.

"I'm so happy, I'm sorry for you!"

Thinking of that day, he refused to save the two of them, and said the word give up, if it weren't for the second ancestor Fang Angelica repeatedly coerced him, Jin Lian'er and Li Xiaoman would definitely die.

"Fang Angelica, you are not Fang Angelica. Jin Fushen's eyes narrowed, his eyes were complicated, "You are my outer disciple of Golden Lotus Peak, Meng Xun!"

"You kid is really lucky, you really mix well in the formation, young palace master!"

"Good job, you kid is good, if it weren't for you, I would have ...... It will be more painful to live than to die!"

"But Lian'er, Xiaoman, if you are sober, will you hate me?"

remembered that he was standing on the top of the mountain, but he didn't save him when he saw death, and he didn't make a move to save people until Meng Fan came, and I am afraid that the two girls saw it in their eyes.

Jin Fushen's mood was extremely heavy and ashamed.

The thin door was like a mountain, blocking his steps.

The blood on his body kept flowing, and it became a puddle under his feet, and Jin Fushen burst into tears.

Jin Fushen suddenly gritted his teeth and pushed the door in.

Jin Lian'er and Li Xiaoman's injuries have almost recovered, and the reason why they got better so quickly was because Jin Fushen took special care of them in Meng Fan's face at the beginning.

The two girls suddenly saw a man covered in blood walk into the room.

And the man came in crying!

Large tears washed away the dried blood on his face, and he looked extremely sad.

He stood beside the two of them, his mouth silently closing one by one.

Only then did they see clearly, this was not Hall Master Cai!

Jin Fushen took a deep breath and suddenly opened his mouth to the two women: "I'm Jin Fushen......"

Time passed slowly, and the night was heavy.

No one knew what Jin Fushen said to the two girls inside, and in the early hours of the morning, Jin Fushen staggered out of the room, leaving the two girls who looked at each other and shed a large pool of blood on the ground.

At this time, in the room where Jin Fushen was treated before, Xie Ren walked back and forth anxiously, still holding a sword in his hand, he was a little scared, this time he went to the belly of the mountain and it was not completely successful, only one of the two swords was retrieved, but it hurt two big people, the cause of all this is that he is not strict in his mouth and talks nonsense...... If the young palace master knows, he will definitely have to take responsibility, right?

Understanding, still not fully sober.

The reason for this is that he didn't go down to the bottom of the cave at all.

But even so, he still smelled a hint of familiarity from Jin Fushen, when he was in the outside world, he had seen Jin Lianfeng and his party in a certain valley at the head of Niu Mountain, and before the drunken man opened the formation, he had also seen Jin Fushen walking aimlessly beside the drunken man......

Understanding, he suddenly saw Jin Fushen walking over with his hands on the door frame.

The bloody man glanced at him sharply, and said inexplicably: "I've seen you!"

Immediately, the man snatched the sword from his hand and staggered out again......

In Wutong Garden, Meng Fan was sitting in the room, trying his best to consume the nine drops of soul blood he had obtained from Wen Hongcai's body, and there were already two drops left, at this time, there was a bronze halo on his body, which looked like a bronze statue, very strange.

"Don't go in!" Orange's voice suddenly sounded outside, "The young palace master is cultivating, don't disturb him, and why are you covered in blood?"

Without Meng Fan's permission, the door was forcibly pushed open.

Jin Fushen walked into the room unceremoniously, glanced at Meng Fan unceremoniously, walked straight to the tea table with exquisite wood grain, sat on the wooden chair weakly, poured himself a cup of tea, took a big sip, and looked at Meng Fan and hooked the corners of his mouth: "The outer disciple Meng Xun, when he saw this master, he didn't see the courtesy!"

Orange blinked in surprise with her big watery eyes.

What kind of disease did Cai Qianjin commit, and how strange was his speech?

What is it that is sought and seated and worshipped?

It's too disrespectful in front of the young palace master!

Glancing at Jin Fushen, who was full of majesty, Orange had a cold face, stepped over, slapped Jin Fushen off the wooden chair, and then pressed Jin Fushen, who wanted to struggle to stand up, with his small hand, and scolded: "Cai Qianjin, are you tired of living?"

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