Chapter 239: On the eve of the Martial Arts Alliance Leader's Conference

"Xiaoxiang understands that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years."

Counting that the time was almost up, Pang Ruolan said goodbye to Xiaoxiang, went to the kitchen from the dark passage, and came to the Nine Heavens Pavilion when the restaurant was closed.

"Master, you're here." Yoshiji bowed slightly.

"What's wrong with Yoshiichi? Has she recovered? Pang Ruolan asked anxiously, secretly worried in her heart, if Yiyi was in good health, how could it be Yiji who came to greet her?

"She ......" Yoshiji led Pang Ruolan into the room.

"Master." When Yiyi saw Pang Ruolan, he got up to greet him, but his face was pale.

"Sit down! Don't see the outside! As I said, we are friends. A trace of worry flashed in Pang Ruolan's eyes, and she observed Yiyi's complexion and said, "With medicine alone, I'm afraid I won't be able to recover quickly." ”

"Master, you!!" Yiyi was shocked by Pang Ruolan's sudden action, and saw Pang Ruolan sitting sideways on the edge of the bed, using his palms to work on Yiyi's back, using his own internal force to heal Yiyi's injuries.

"Master!" Yoshiji, who was standing next to him, saw everything in front of him, and couldn't help but burst into tears, they were born as beggars since they were children, as the lowest people in society, when did anyone care so much about their lives? When has someone been so sincere?

"Hmm......" Pang Ruolan forcibly suppressed the churning qi and blood, which was the only thing she could do for Yiyi at the moment. Because soon, she will leave to participate in this martial arts alliance leader conference, and the new task, will the owner of the ghost house and her lose? Will she be able to successfully get the news of the former princess from the haunted mansion? Will she ever come back alive? She wasn't sure.

"Master, you!" Yoshiichi's face turned from pale and dull to a normal color of blood. couldn't help but be moved, looking at the beads of sweat on Pang Ruolan's forehead, she also burst into tears.

"I'm fine, you'll recover in a few days." Pang Ruolan's face was covered with a light veil, and the blood stains overflowing from the corners of her mouth due to the churning of qi and blood were not seen by the two.

"Yiyi, thank you master." Seeing that Yiyi wanted to get up and bow down, Pang Ruolan pressed her shoulder and said softly: "I didn't expect you to be so seriously injured this time, all to protect me." ”

"Yiyi is willing to die for the sake of his master!" Yiyi's words were firm, and his expression was even more serious.

"I just want you to be happy. Try to live your life as much as you can. Pang Ruolan didn't say anything. But it is: Don't be like me, who is controlled by others in everything.

"Master."

"Master!"

The two looked at Pang Ruolan gratefully, and when the latter got up, they bowed slightly.

"I'm in a short time. Won't come here. Everything in the Nine Heavens Pavilion is please! An inaudible sigh. Pang Ruolan said again: "I heard that someone came to trouble the Nine Heavens Pavilion a few days ago. What to say about leaking news, the private room is not soundproof. I'm glad you handled this well. As long as the Nine Heavens Pavilion exists for one day. Huafeng Lou's Zhuo Shang will not stop there, how precious you are. ”

"Yes."

"Master, please rest assured."

Looking at the firm expressions of the two, Pang Ruolan asked again: "How is the man who went to the private room on the first floor with a white-haired old woman to eat this evening?" Have you seen this before? ”

"Huh? Isn't it a girl? Yoshiji was shocked, "The white-haired old woman came with a young girl, but she was very tall. ”

"Oh? Is it a girl? Pang Ruolan couldn't help but think about what Granny Hua said to let the man remove his makeup, it turned out that he was walking in the rivers and lakes as a woman.

"It's okay, take care." After Pang Ruolan nodded to the two of them, she left the Nine Heavens Pavilion.

Coming out of the tunnels of Sanssouci Mansion, it was already dawn at this time.

Pang Ruolan hired a carriage and rushed to Miaoyu Peak to attend the upcoming martial arts alliance master conference.

Lift the curtain and look out of the car window, the clouds and mist on the top of the Wonderful Words Peak are ethereal, the morning light is warm, the flowers and plants are delicate, and the mountains and rocks are smooth, like a fairyland.

Pang Ruolan's eyes were filled with tears that couldn't be stopped, at the last martial arts alliance leader conference, she and Zhu Yulong were also like this, sitting in the same car, laughing.

But now, things are not people.

"Donkey!!"

"Ahh As the carriage suddenly stopped, Pang Ruolan fell backwards.

"What's going on?" Pang Ruolan lifted the curtain and saw a large tree trunk in the middle of the road ahead.

"Miss, I don't know what's going on, why is there such a big tree trunk in the middle of the road?" The coachman smiled bitterly, not knowing what to do, and with her own strength, she could not lift the trunk of the tree that stood in her way.

At the previous martial arts alliance leader meeting before Sifu, she also encountered a big tree blocking the way on the road, Pang Ruolan couldn't help but laugh, it was the same trick again.

Just as Pang Ruolan was about to jump out of the carriage and step forward to check, a burst of colorful light suddenly flashed in front of her. I saw a colorful folding fan quickly swept over the big tree blocking the road, and the sound of "swish" was endless, when the folding fan folded back into the hands of the boy in colorful clothes, the trunk of the tree shattered into foam.

"Lingxi?" Pang Ruolan was very happy and ran to his side with a smile.

"Long time no see." The man's face is covered with light veil, his eyebrows are picturesque, and his colorful clothes are flowing.

"Every time I'm in trouble, you're there." Pang Ruolan smiled shyly, the most shy, as charming as a hibiscus out of the water.

"It's just a coincidence." The special identity made it impossible for Lingxi to say to the girl she loved deeply in front of her that she was here for her.

"Are you also going to the Martial Arts Alliance Leader Conference?" Pang Ruolan looked at her picturesque eyebrows, waiting for his answer.

"Yes, the conference is coming, let's talk about it in the car." Lingxi got into the carriage, took Pang Ruolan's hand, and helped her sit down.

Watching the carriage go away, several figures flashed in the surrounding dense forest, and the long knives on their waists glowed with cold light.

"Senior sister, why didn't you let me go out to stop me just now?"

"The boy in colorful clothes is holding a colorful folding fan, if I expect it to be good, it is the mysterious pavilion master, we can't stop it." After a pause, the woman said again: "Alas, the young master asked us to do these things, thinking that we could delay the time for the masters to participate in the martial arts alliance master conference." It's just to stop some young people, how can a real master be stopped by a few tree trunks and be delayed by some trivial things? ”

"The second son is also for the sake of the eldest lady, I think we don't have to be like this, but after all, this time is different from the past, Yuanmen, alas, is it really going to fall?" When the woman said this, it was as if she was talking to her senior sister, and it was also like talking to herself.

In the carriage, because of the spirit rhino sitting next to her, Pang Ruolan's mood eased slightly, and she no longer remembered Zhu Yulong's affairs.

"Zhu Yulong, the Mystery Pavilion still can't find any news." Lingxi's fingers clenched tightly as he grasped the folding fan, and there was a hint of apology in his eyes.

"Thank you." Although she expected such a result, Pang Ruolan couldn't help but feel sad.

"I have also heard about the new tasks assigned to you by the imperial court." Slightly lowered his eyebrows, and thought about it: Although I know that the prince of the previous dynasty is Lu You, I can't tell you, because my real master is not the empress. (To be continued.) )