"It turned out to be the son of the emperor, and he was rude under it, and he was offended." Zhang Shizhao wiped his sweat and said uneasily.

"It doesn't matter." Huangfu Qingjue said with a slight smile.

Although Huangfu Qingjue said this, Zhang Shizhao still couldn't help but feel uneasy, and he didn't know what to say, for fear that he would offend him by saying the wrong thing.

"Let's save people first." Ling Chuxi saw Zhang Shizhao's trembling appearance, and secretly laughed. Sure enough, the strong are respected, when he faced himself before, Zhang Shizhao was afraid of her, but he didn't see Zhang Shizhao scared like this.

"Yes, sir." Zhang Shizhao nodded hurriedly and commanded the guards to save people.

In this battle, although the black-clothed people were menacing before, the descendants of Jin Danzong grew up together since childhood, and they cooperated with each other very tacitly, although there were many injuries, there were very few deaths, and their own medical skills were not weak, and they were treated in time after being injured, except for more than a dozen people who were disabled by injuries, everyone else was fine, which was also a great luck in misfortune.

Of course, seeing those comrades who unfortunately died in battle, everyone still couldn't hide the grief and hatred in their eyes.

"Patriarch Zhang, who are those black-clothed people just now? Your Zhang family has such an enemy, why haven't I heard you talk about it on the road? Ling Chuxi said his previous question.

"Sect Master, if my Zhang family has such an enemy, how can they survive to this day? To be honest, I don't know who those people are, and I don't know when I offended them. Zhang Shizhao said with a bitter face.

Just now, while treating the wounded, Zhang Shizhao also checked the identities of the dead men in black by the way, but found nothing. When the veil was removed, he didn't see anyone he knew, and he couldn't find anything on him to prove his identity.

Seeing him like that, even Ling Chuxi was puzzled.

"Patriarch Zhang, those nine rays of light just now, are they nine lives and nine extinguishing flowers?" Su Yizhi asked suddenly.

"Ah, how did I forget that? Come with me. Zhang Shizhao slapped his forehead fiercely and led a few people to run towards the medicine garden quickly.

The shock brought to him by Huangfu Qingjue was so great that he actually forgot about it, but Su Yizhi kept it in his heart.

Behind is a large area of medicine garden, purple and red fragrance, the previous strange light has dissipated, and there is no strange thing to see at a glance.

Several people gathered their eyes and searched carefully.

"Found it, found it." Su Yizhi let out a cry of surprise.

Ling Chuxi and the others stepped forward in a few steps and looked at Su Yizhi. Among the colorful flowers, there is a small white flower.

If it were someone else, let alone at night, even if it was daytime, I am afraid it would be difficult to find anything different about this little flower, but the people present were all descendants of the Jindan Sect, who had dealt with strange flowers and plants all their lives, so they all quickly discovered the strangeness of this little flower.

The white petals are as soft and smooth as silk, as thin as cicada wings, as if the night wind will blow off a little, but if you look closely, you can feel a texture like metal jade, a fallen leaf fell with the wind at this time, and was cut in half by the crystal petals, as if it was cut in half by the thinnest and sharpest long sword.

"This is the Nine Lives and Nine Extinctions?" Ling Chuxi said in surprise. If she hadn't heard Su Yizhi mention it, she wouldn't have known that there were such strange flowers in the world.

"It should be, and there can be no mistake." Su Yizhi said in surprise.

But what kind of strange herb could this be?