Chapter Eighty-Three: Don't Take an Example!

The entire Jiuyan Mountain has become like a dead place.

It was completely still.

Even the wind no longer flows.

"Sect Master Fu, I, Su Xuan, worship the mountain!" In the silence, Su Xuan stared at Fu Qingheng's eyes and said seriously.

When the words fell, Su Xuan's wrist was forced.

Click.

Broken.

Fu Qingheng's throat was crushed raw.

"En?" And at the moment when Fu Qingheng died, Su Xuan's incomparably terrifying consciousness felt that in the depths of Jiuyan Mountain, there seemed to be a more powerful aura fluctuating slightly.

Su Xuan was surprised in his heart.

It seems that the Jiuyan Sect has a stronger one.

Sect Master Fu Qingheng was not the number one powerhouse of the Jiuyan Sect at all.

Back Mountain.

In that secluded cave.

Yu Shouheng, the Supreme Elder of the Jiuyan Sect, opened his eyes, and a trace of anger flashed on his old face, and then he returned to calm.

The sect master was killed, and logically speaking, this is the time for the life and death of the Jiuyan Sect, and it is time for him to take action.

But, he held back.

Because, Fu Qingheng's death may be a good thing.

Fu Qing died horizontally, and Xu Jiazi could take the position.

Xu Jiazi should be on the throne because he has a good grandson, originally, there was Fu Qingheng, and there were some obstacles, but now, Fu Qingheng is dead, it couldn't be better.

"Young man, you are really a demon who has let an old man like the old man who has lived for nearly a thousand years be broken the martial arts worldview, but that's the end of it, if you want to continue to 'worship the mountain' and want to hurt Xu Qian, then the old man can only go out of the mountain. Yu Shouheng muttered to himself.

His bottom line is just one, Xu Qian.

This sect with a special physique can soar to the hope of hanging Kunlun in a few days.

As long as Xu Qian doesn't die.

Everything else can be done with one eye open and one eye closed.

Before the Nine Yan Sect.

Fishy.

Silently.

"Go on. Su Xuan raised his head and spit out these two words, where is this?!

Xu Jiazi is not dead yet.

Xu Qian is not dead yet.

The two real culprits are not dead yet.

The worship of the mountain has to continue.

"Kill, kill me!!Kill this little bastard!Aveng the sect master!" Xu Jiazi let out a cold roar.

Baishan ?!!!

Even Fu Qingheng is dead, the others, who is Su Xuan's opponent?

Xu Jiazi's courage was about to be frightened.

Of course, there is also excitement, Fu Qingheng is dead, he is the sect master.

Of course, the premise is that you have passed today's hurdle.

Xu Jiazi stared at Su Xuan deadly, and now, he couldn't take care of anything.

Jiuyanzong has no bottom line.

There is no bottom line at all.

Don't say anything about bullying the small with the big and the small with the more.

No matter how ruthless it is, the Jiuyan Sect will be destroyed.

"Listen to the order, all the core disciples, surround this little bastard for me, deacons, elders, kill with the old man!" Xu Jiazi roared, killing intent crazy.

Fighting alone, he is not Su Xuan's opponent.

Then the siege.

You are the gods descending from heaven.

You can't fight 1,000 people and 10,000 people alone, right?!

Even if you use crowd tactics, you will be killed.

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At the same time.

Hengtian City.

Yuan family.

Yuan's backyard.

In a quaint, quiet loft.

Smoked ambergris with a calming mind.

Simple mahogany furniture placement.

On a bed, a middle-aged woman, who was asleep, was a little thin, even in her sleep, her face still had some frightened looks, her hair was completely white, and her body was slightly curled up.

On the side of the bed, a woman with a beautiful face was seriously dialing the silver needle in her hand and acupuncture the middle-aged woman sleeping on the bed.

The middle-aged woman is Zheng Yuqing, Su Xuan's mother.

And the one holding the silver needle next to the bed is Yuan Qingyi.

Before Su Xuan and his party went to Qingyue Mountain, Su Xuan handed over his mother Zheng Yuqing to Yuan Qingyi and begged her to help Zheng Yuqing recuperate.

For the time being, Zheng Yuqing's body is too weak to withstand Su Xuan's "Nineteen Needles of Ghosts and Gods" and other terrifying medical techniques to treat, only when Zheng Yuqing's body is well recuperated, Su Xuan will come back and start to restore his mother's consciousness.

In the area of recuperating the body, Su Xuan knows very well that Yuan Qingyi is better than him, because Su Xuan studied medicine, full of calculations, three years, the focus is "Nineteen Needles of Ghosts and Gods", not basic medicine, in terms of physical care, Yuan Qingyi is professional.

Yuan Qingyi is also very happy, because her heart is on Su Xuan, and it is her happiness and luck to be able to help Su Xuan.

If it weren't for Aunt Zheng, perhaps, after Su Xuan went to Kunlun Mountain, he would never come back and never see him again.

But, now, with Aunt Zheng here, Su Xuan will come back, and he can still get in touch with him.

Yuan Qingyi was doing acupuncture for Zheng Yuqing to calm the nerves and unblock blood vessels, standing next to the bed were two middle-aged women, who were servants, and these two people assisted Yuan Qingyi to take care of Zheng Yuqing 24 hours a day.

Suddenly.

At the door of the room, there was movement.

The movement is very light.

However, Yuan Qingyi heard it.

Yuan Qingyi turned his head to look at it, and then nodded in acknowledgement.

It's the season.

Ji Yi and Lin Qingge have also stayed in the Yuan family for most of the time recently, helping to take care of Zheng Yuqing.

Today, there is something going on in the Lin family in Qianhai City, Lin Qingge has returned to Qianhai City, and Ji Yi is still in the Yuan family.

"How's the aunt doing?" Ji Yi walked to the side of the bed and asked in a low voice.

"The situation is very good, but everything has to be done slowly, my aunt has been imprisoned by the Zheng family for many years, not only has mental problems, but most importantly, the body is too weak, lack of nutrition, lack of qi and blood, as well as rheumatism and other problems, all need to be recuperated little by little. Yuan Qingyi took back the silver needle, covered Zheng Yuqing with the quilt, and said softly.

"Fortunately, I have you, otherwise, ......" Ji Yi said in a low voice, after getting along with Yuan Qingyi during this time, she was very grateful to Yuan Qingyi, because Yuan Qingyi took care of Zheng Yuqing meticulously.

"I'm just doing a little favor. Yuan Qingyi said with a smile, her sense of Ji Yan is also very good, obviously, because of Su Xuan, Ji Yan can say that in the whole of China, now it is the kind of existence of the queen and princess, but Ji Yi has not changed her personality because of the change in status, she is still quiet, kind and simple, Ji Yi likes to laugh very much, her smile is very warm and pure, and getting along with her is like a spring breeze.

"Let's go, let's get out. Yuan Qingyi whispered.

The two women walked out of the room.

Tighten the clothes on your body, it's already early winter, and Hengtian City is already a little cold.

"I don't know if Brother Xuan is okay?" Ji Yi raised his head slightly, looked at the gloomy sky in Xiao Sezhong, and whispered, in his voice, it was longing.

"With Su Gongzi's strength, you can rest assured. Yuan Qingyi said with a smile, there was also a trace of longing in her words, but she suppressed it.

That's when it happened.

"Miss, Qian Zhenzhen of the Wu family is here. A subordinate came quickly, came to Yuan Qingyi and Ji Yi, and said respectfully.

"What is she here for?" Yuan Qingyi asked lightly, the Qian family is also a top-level force in Hengtian City, and the existence of the Yuan family at the same level, this Qian Zhenzhen is the daughter of the Qian family, which is equivalent to Yuan Qingyi's status in the Yuan family.

However, the relationship between Yuan Qingyi and Qian Zhenzhen is barely strong.

"It's like there's a seriously injured woman who wants you to help me, Miss. The man whispered.

"Seriously injured, why don't you send it to the hospital?" Yuan Qingyi frowned slightly.

"Tsing Yi, if you can, just help, after all, back then, you owed the Qian family a favor. The head of the Yuan family also came over: "The woman brought by Qian Zhenzhen was very seriously injured, almost dying, and the hospital should not be able to treat her." ”

Yuan Qingyi was silent, yes, back then, he did owe the Qian family a favor.

"Okay, just this once, not as an example. Yuan Qingyi nodded, she walked quickly towards the hall of the Yuan family, and Ji Yi also followed Yuan Qingyi.