The scene that happened in the front yard of the so-called temple of the Red Lotus Sect was also seen by Wang Jia, who was about to leave from the side door.

The person who was mixed in the crowd was the hidden force that Wolf Head Lin had planted in the Red Lotus Sect before leaving, and was responsible for secretly protecting Wang Jia's safety.

There are not many people, even Wang Jia doesn't know who these people are, and even many people grew up in Kyoto and begged for a living.

As a last resort, these people will not take action easily, they are well-trained, but they are not strong in martial arts, proficient in the way of killing, but they are not thirsty for killing.

"You people!"

Looking at the sudden chaos and the noisy crowd of many sects, Sun Changxi stood up angrily and waved his sword to avenge Wei Nanqi.

Although there is no target, the killer must still be hiding in the crowd.

"Live... Stop it! ”

I don't know what kind of elixir Gu Naluo fed, Wei Nanqi's originally pale and haggard face turned a little red, and after opening his eyes, he endured the sharp pain like a tear in his abdomen, and persuaded Sun Changxi not to make a move.

It's just that the noise around is too loud, and it has already swallowed Wei Nanqi's voice.

"Hey! Stop! ”

Seeing this, Gu Naluo hurriedly shouted.

Sun Changxi heard Gu Naluo's shout, and then saw that Wei Nanqi had woken up, so he hurriedly stepped forward.

"Get out of here first, his condition is not optimistic, find a place for him to rest first."

Under Gu Naluo's advice, Sun Changxi could only endure his anger, put away his sword, picked up Wei Nanqi, and quickly left the temple.

The heavy cumulus clouds, which seemed to be no longer overwhelmed by the north wind in the sky, began to slowly fall snowflakes.

This is the first real heavy snow after the beginning of winter in Kyoto, and the arrival of this heavy snow also means that the countdown to the heavenly punishment of the Tidi people in the northern frontier has begun.

A noisy discussion came from outside the imperial study, and I saw that Mingde's father-in-law ran to the door with an anxious face, Feng Yewu frowned slightly, and when he looked up, he had already heard Mingde's father-in-law outside the door telling other little eunuchs.

"Go... The Imperial Doctor... I'll go and tell Your Majesty. ”

Then, the figure of Mingde's father-in-law had already trotted in anxiously, and then knelt in front of Feng Yewu, and said with a messy breath:

"Your Majesty, Wei... Lord Wei was injured, and Princess Tianyin asked Her Majesty to inform her and go to the imperial doctor. ”

Feng Yewu hurriedly stood up, although he intended to make Wei Nanqi suffer a little, but his life was really in danger, but it made Feng Yewu regret it in his heart.

"How's the injury?"

In the face of Feng Yewu's eager inquiry, Mingde's father-in-law didn't know how to answer, so he could only repeat the original words of the news that came.

"That person described, Lord Sun, the princess is covered in blood, and Lord Wei is afraid that his life is worried."

Hearing this, Feng Yewu hurriedly asked Mingyue to pass on the imperial doctor, and he couldn't take care of the message of the Red Lotus Sect at the moment, it was important to save people.

Seeing everyone retreat one after another, Feng Yewu was unsettled, pacing back and forth in the imperial study alone.

"Your Majesty doesn't have to worry, Princess Tianyin fed the Holy Pill to Lord Wei, and there is no danger to her life."

Anur didn't know when he had appeared at the door of the study, and looked at the anxious Feng Yewu and said with relief.

After all, the movements of the Red Lotus Sect have been secretly observed by people from the Ten Warriors of the Southern Barbarians, and naturally they also told Anur about the situation at that time.

It's just that when Anur mentioned the word Shengdan, there seemed to be a slight strangeness in his eyes, as if this Shengdan was anything ordinary.

However, at this moment, Feng Yewu was worried about Wei Nanqi's life and did not notice it.

Since Wei Nanqi served as the secretary of Dali Temple, he has been busy correcting and checking various cases, and he has never returned to his mansion.

The dignified three-grade court official, when he returned to his mansion for the first time, he was in such an image.

After the imperial doctor diagnosed Wei Nanqi's pulse, he got up and walked outside the room.

"How? Is Lao Wei's life in danger? ”

Sun Changxi saw the imperial doctor come out of it, and hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the imperial doctor's arm.

Although the age of this imperial doctor is not yet six, but after all, the body and bones are only mortal fetals, and Sun Changxi is in a hurry, but he is about to drag the imperial doctor's arm.

"Please rest assured, Lord Wei has no worries about his life for the time being."

The imperial doctor endured the pain in his arm, smiled with difficulty, and persuaded Sun Changxi not to be so anxious, while gritting his teeth and trying to break free his arm from Sun Changxi's grasp.

"Ahem, ahem, Sun Mutou, do you want me to die?"

Wei Nanqi had already breathed a sigh of relief, and the tearing sensation in his abdomen was much lighter at this moment, and when he heard Sun Changxi outside the door ask the imperial doctor like this, his heart couldn't help but warm, so he opened his mouth and tried to laugh in a small voice.

Sun Changxi heard that Wei Nanqi was still in the mood to ridicule, and he didn't have much thought, so he hurriedly walked in and visited Wei Nanqi.

Leaving this imperial doctor, while rubbing his rising arm that was dragged by Sun Changxi, he muttered to himself with a hint of doubt.

"It's so strange, if this knife is common sense, Master Wei is afraid that he would have died in Huangquan."

The imperial doctor touched his chin very puzzled, and after muttering to himself, he left with the housekeeper on the side.

And outside this door, Sun Changxi came out, and Gu Naluo was also on the side, but it seemed extremely quiet at the moment.

The imperial doctor's self-talk, Gu Naluo naturally heard it, but he didn't open his mouth to explain, the reason why Wei Nanqi didn't die was because of his own Saint Dan, and the meaning of the Saint Pill to Gu Naluo is probably only understood by the Nanban clan.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Although Wei Nanqi didn't worry about his life, he was finally opened in the stomach, and he laughed like that, obviously pulling the wound, and suddenly there was a surge of qi and blood in his body, followed by a cough.

"Old Wei, you have a good rest."

Seeing Wei Nanqi's violent cough, Sun Changxi immediately comforted with concern.

"How's the princess?"

Wei Nanqi nodded, but thought of Gu Naluo, and saw that only Sun Changxi came in alone, so he asked with concern.

"Huh?"

Sun Changxi glanced left and right under Wei Nanqi's reminder, and found that Gu Naluo was not around, so he shook his head and spoke.

"It seems that she was still with me just now, don't worry, she has nothing to do, but you have to thank this Nanban princess, if she hadn't given you some pill when you were just injured, you wouldn't be able to survive now."

Hearing Sun Changxi say this, Wei Nanqi suddenly thought that he was originally weak and weak, but later after being hit by an assassin, he only felt a pain in his abdomen, and he almost lost consciousness.