Zen shook his head weakly.

Feng Yu couldn't help but be anxious, the consequences of the internal injuries on Zen's body were unimaginable if he delayed any longer, these days he was obviously holding on, "Master Zen ......"

"The poor monk is a monk, and the four major have long been empty, looking at life and death, the donor really doesn't have to bother with the poor monk, the donor's kindness is understood by the poor monk, and the poor monk's own body knows best. Liao Chan shook his head again, refusing Feng Yu's kindness, on the surface he didn't want Feng Yu to bother and waste time for him, "It's just been raining heavily for two days and two nights, and many people must have been affected. As he spoke, he folded his hands together again, with a look of compassion for innocent people.

Feng Yu didn't know if the monks were so self-sacrificing, "The people affected by the disaster, I will mobilize manpower and material resources to help, but Master Zen, you ......."

"Puff ......" Just as Feng Yu spoke, Zen spit out another mouthful of blood, and his face became whiter and whiter.

Feng Yu was anxious, and blurted out worriedly: "Master Zen ......"

"None...... Anyway...... cough cough ......" as he spoke, he coughed uncontrollably, and blood began to spill down the corners of Zen's lips, and a little red plum fell on Zen's robe, which was shocking.

"Quick, come here, infuse the true qi to the master, and stabilize the master's heart first. Feng Yu watched, and hurriedly instructed the secret guards who followed up.

The dark guard nodded, stepped forward without saying a word, and when he got behind Zen, he lost his true qi to Zen.

After a while—

Zen's pulse eased slightly, and after Feng Yu repeatedly confirmed her pulse, she relaxed slightly.

Liao Chan borrowed the true qi input from the dark guard into his body to run slowly for a week, breathed for a while, and thanked Feng Yu and the dark guard: "The poor monk is much better. ”

"Master Zen, you might as well go back to the city with me immediately. Feng Yu said again.

"Donor ......"

"If the master doesn't agree, if there is no way to heal the master, I really don't have the face to accept this mental method that the master has worked so hard to write silently. Then please take it back to the master. I didn't know everything between Zen and Shangguan Feihong more than 20 years ago, and I didn't expect that Zen, who had been a monk for so many years, still had such a deep obsession in his heart, and actually promised Cang Yueyu to set up a plan and already wait for her and Xin Moge here, Feng Yu said very sincerely, and quickly returned the heart in his hand with words.

"This ...... Donor...... Well, the poor monk went with the benefactor. Zen reluctantly agreed.

Feng Yu was suddenly overjoyed, "Master, is this true?"

Zen nodded.

"Well, without further ado, let's go at once and leave the city. Feng Yu said, and hurriedly asked the secret guards to prepare, and by the way, let the two secret guards take the first step, prepare all the medicinal materials she wanted, and wait for her in the palace.

The dark guard received the order and immediately went down to do it.

Liao Chan seemed to suddenly remember something at this time, and after watching the secret guard leave, he hesitated and said to Feng Yu: "Since I unexpectedly met the donor and Xin Shizi two days ago, I can't help but recall the encounter and intersection with Prince Xin again and again in the past two days. Now, in a blink of an eye, we are all old, and we have been for so many years, I don't know if we can ask the donor to arrange with Xin Shizi, the poor monk wants to see Prince Xin. ”