In the small clinic here, the doctor carefully bandaged Wen Ling's wounds, because Wen Ling's body was too weak, and the blood tonic prescription prescribed by the doctor could not be fed at all.

Uncle Li and Xiaolian were helpless, this place was too small, and the doctor's medical skills were not very good. If you go to the Xuanyi Valley at this time, you are likely to meet the people of Heavenly Dome Castle, so you decided to go back to Beijing first.

After Wen Ling left, Ling Yuanchen had been sitting in Wen Ling's room in a daze, looking at the bed she had slept on, the teacup she had drunk, thinking of her past smile, and only feeling upset.

Ling Yuanchen kept looking for the aura of Wen Ling in this small room. When Ling Yunchen walked around the desk, he found that there was a painting on it, and the painting showed a tall man dressed in black. Ling Yu could see that the person in the painting was herself, holding a sword in her hand. It seems that it should be the appearance when he just finished practicing martial arts, and there is a poem inscribed on the painting:

Last night's stars and last night's wind, the west side of the painting building and the east of Guitang.

There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of wisdom in the heart.

The next seat sends the hook spring wine warm, and the Cao shoots the wax lamp red.

Yu listened to the drum and responded to the official, and went to the Malan platform to turn the tent.

"Is it easy to understand the heart?" Ling Yuanchen muttered to himself, for a while Ling Yuanchen felt that his heart was being dragged by someone and he couldn't breathe, how stupid he was. I did this to her without thinking about it, and I swore that I would listen to her explanation.

Ling Yunchen carefully put away the scroll and left the room, he felt that he was about to suffocate if he stayed any longer.

Long Qing and Ling Yuanchen also thought that Wen Ling's injury would definitely go to the Xuanyi Valley, but Uncle Li returned to the capital in order to stagger them from listening to Wen Ling's order, so the two people missed it like this.

Uncle Li set up a carriage and took Wen Ling and Xiaolian to drive slowly on the road, Wen Ling has been drowsy these days, sometimes awake and most of the time in a coma. On this day, I drove to a small wood, and as soon as I entered the uncle, I felt that it was not right, and I was surrounded by a large group of people just when I wanted to retreat.

The leader has messy hair and a fierce look. Holding the Glaive Knife in his hand, it was Yan Qiu, the great master of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect. In the past, it would be no problem for Uncle Li to rush out with Wen Ling and Xiaolian, but now. Wen Ling has not been awake since she was in a coma, and now she has a high fever. Xiaolian lifted the curtain and saw so many fierce and vicious people, and exclaimed in fright.

Before Uncle Li could come up with a plan to get out, the person on the other side spoke first. "Yo, isn't this the palace master of the underground palace? With the closest friendship between my Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the underground palace, I don't know if a few people are willing to reward me or not to go to the Ten Thousand Poison Sect to sit down? ”

Uncle Li knew that he couldn't escape today, so he thought about delaying the time, "Yan is in charge, and he has admired his name for a long time, and when he saw it today, he really lived up to his reputation." Since the next few people have been so busy lately, why don't you visit in person another day? ”

"Oh, you're also interesting, I heard that the palace master of the underground palace is in the sedan chair, I don't know what the palace master means? It's better to let her open her mouth. ”

Uncle Li knew that this group of people must have known the news of Wen Ling's injury for a long time, but he didn't know the news that Wen Ling had not woken up since then. "Yan Dangjia, my young lady has been tired and running around lately, and she can't sleep at night, so it's rare to be able to take a break now, so it's better to change the day."

"What? I don't have any face in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect! As long as the palace master personally replies with a word, the brothers will withdraw, what do you say? ”

Uncle Li knew that this group of people should be exploring the truth, and when the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect waited for a long time to see that there was no movement in the carriage, they guessed that Wen Ling's situation was not good, and they hadn't seen anyone else in the underground palace for so long. The people of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect hated Wen Ling to death, knowing that they would be polite if they didn't have a rescuer.

"Since the palace master is unwilling to come out by himself, brothers, how about we invite the palace master to our Ten Thousand Poisons Sect to have a cup of tea" "Okay, good" A group of people from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect cheered.

Seeing this, Uncle Li said to the frightened Xiaolian, "Xiaolian, wait a minute, I will drag them, you will take care of the young lady in the carriage, and when you have the opportunity, you will drive the young lady away." ”

Xiaolian nodded nonchalantly. This formation scared her. Uncle Li took out a signal flare from his arms, which was an emergency signal from Wan Tianlou, purple. While this may attract more enemies, it doesn't have to think too much about it.

Wen Ling woke up to the sound of swords colliding, dizzy, and completely devoid of strength in his body. Xiaolian saw that Wen Ling woke up, she was both happy and worried, her two fists were invincible to her four hands, and Uncle Li was also injured in the fight.

Wen Ling heard the sound of weapons colliding and asked Xiaolian to help her sit up. When I lifted the curtain, I saw that Uncle Li was fighting with a group of people, and the carriage was surrounded by corpses, and Uncle Li was also wounded. Although Uncle Li's martial arts are higher than these people, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect are more or less poisonous, so Uncle Li is also defeated.

Wen Ling could see that the martial arts of these people were the same as those of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, so he knew what was going on. Wen Ling leaned on Xiaolian and said weakly, "Xiaolian, help me down." Xiaolian looked at Wen Ling in horror, "Miss, no, this group of people is not a good person at first glance." ”

Wen Ling stopped Xiaolian's next words, "Xiaolian, help me down." Xiaolian looked at Wen Ling like this, where was she willing to let her get out of the car. Wen Ling saw that Xiaolian didn't move, "Okay, you don't help me go down." As soon as Wen Ling raised his head from Xiaolian's arms, he fell back again.

Xiaolian looked even more distressed, "Miss, don't move, I'll help you down." Wait for Wen Ling and Xiaolian to get out of the carriage. Everyone's eyes stopped on Wen Ling. Yan Qiu even let everyone capture Wen Ling alive. There were more and more people around the carriage.

Wen Ling yelled with all his might, "Stop", and the two sides looked at Wen Ling's side together. After roaring, Wen Ling used all his strength, and at this time he could only lean weakly on Xiaolian's shoulder. Uncle Li also retreated. Wen Ling saw that Uncle Li's body was black and purple, and took out a small medicine bottle to give Uncle Li an antidote pill.

"I don't know what kind of grudge you have with Wen Ling, you need to make trouble to the death." Hearing this, the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect all scolded angrily. Yan Qiu was still a little sensible, "The palace master's words are serious. Yan just wanted the three of them to be guests of my Ten Thousand Poisons Sect. Who knew that the palace master, your people would come up and hurt my brother. ”

"Palace Master? I don't know how you are sure that I am the master of the underground palace? Yan Qiupi replied with a smile, "This doesn't need the palace master to worry about, I don't know if the palace master is now appreciating his face and going to the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect with us to sit?" ”

Wen Ling let out a soft "um", in exchange for Uncle Li's and Xiaolian's disapproving looks. Wen Ling said in a low voice, "Uncle Li, you take Xiaolian away, and I'll go alone." In this case, the three of us can't escape. They want me to go to the Ten Thousand Poison Sect instead of killing people directly, which shows that they must have something to ask for. ”