Chapter 125: Wounded

This lotus pavilion looks really plain from the outside, and even the surrounding scene is the same red leaves and green water.

I really can't understand why they chose this place to deliver the blood pill, not to mention the concealment, and there is a large flow of people.

Since they were ambushed on the hill by Qi Weinan, they have seen several pairs of young men and women who came to the Lotus Pavilion to express their affection to each other.

However, as the night gradually darkened, the vicinity of the Lotus Pavilion gradually calmed down, and a few cuckoo cries were heard from time to time.

Qi Weinan's patience was almost exhausted, he dropped the flower basket in his hand, and stepped forward in a few steps to pat Zhang San and Li Si's heads.

"Hey, how long are we going to wait? What time do you usually connect? ”

This is another century-old problem, and it has always been them waiting for "that person", not "that person" waiting for them.

They smiled and said, "Hero, we don't know how long it will take." ”

Qi Weinan sighed and waved his hand, "Okay, then you two go down to the Lotus Pavilion first, we will watch from above, and once that person appears, we will give him an urn to catch turtles." ”

"But ......"

"No, take the good things and give them to the master!"

"Ahh

Before the two finished speaking, Qi Weinan stuffed a wooden box in his hand, and his buttocks were kicked, and he fell from the mountain bag to the foot of the mountain with a rolling belt, but fortunately, the slope of the small mountain bag was gentle, and it did not hurt the muscles and bones.

Subsequently, Zhang San and Li Si walked into the Lotus Pavilion with the wooden box in their arms, with a stomach full of worries, while Qi Weinan on the mountain bag was leisurely, and his heart was so big that he took a nap.

If it weren't for the fact that there were two barely reliable little fairies beside him, I am afraid that catching turtles in this urn would become turtles and broken pottery urns.

"Wake up, Qi Weinan, look, someone is coming!" Sheng shook and called, and finally pulled her back from the dream, and then pointed to the black shadow that was slowly coming from not far away.

Qi Weinan rubbed his half-closed eyes, looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that the person who came was wearing a black robe, if he didn't look closely, he could blend in with the long night.

He wears a hat on his head, and the black veil hangs down from the hat, and it is difficult to judge whether it is a man or a woman, let alone his voice and appearance.

As this person got closer and closer, Zhang San and Li Si in the Lotus Pavilion became more and more confused, their legs trembled uncontrollably, and the hands holding the wooden box were sweaty.

The black shadow man walked into the Lotus Pavilion and did not speak, but just stretched out his arm, hooked his fingers, and motioned for the two of them to present the things.

But at this time, Zhang San, who was as timid as a mole, was already in a cold sweat, he didn't dare to squeak, he didn't even dare to breathe more, his eyes raised slightly, and he quickly dodged in the next second, not knowing where to put it.

The Shadow Man sensed that something was wrong, and withdrew his hand behind his back, and walked towards them with a raised step.

Whenever he took a step forward, Zhang San and Li Si subconsciously took a step back, and turned his head and kept signaling the people on the mountain with his eyes, his teeth fighting with each other.

The black shadow man was not stupid, for their obvious body movements, he fell into his eyes, and in an instant, he swung a whip from between his cuffs, only to see that the whip was surrounded by red light, and it was lit by lightning-like lightning.

Judging from the appearance, this whip is a high-grade artifact, and it is a decent weapon, but how can this be held by the people on the side of the evil Taoist? Could it be that this can implicate some famous and decent people?

But this will not be the time to sigh and doubt, seeing that the whip has been waved towards Zhang San and Li Si, it is already imminent.

Qi Weinan hurriedly gave the green robe next to him a look, and in an instant, the two of them waved the magic weapon in their hands, and the green robe split away with a golden shovel, and a golden light quickly hit the chest of the black shadow man, forcing him to take a few steps back.

Immediately, Shengyi summoned out two golden ropes from the Qiankun bag, twisting his body to restrain the black shadow man's left and right hands, making it impossible to wave the whip in his hand.

"That's good, Qinglong and White Tiger, the use of magic weapons is getting more and more proficient, cough cough, next, it's the turn of the master to play!"

She stretched out her index finger and wiped her nose, put away her hip-hop face, and soared into the air, stepping on the treetops and flying to the shadow man with her sword in hand.

"Say! Who are you? What's the name of the organization behind you? Why do you hold a decent weapon? ”

Qi Weinan put the peachwood sword against the neck of the black shadow man, and as long as he exerted a little force, he could leave a blood mark.

"Hahahaha, it depends on whether you have the ability to hurt me!" The shadow man finally spoke, judging by the sound that this person should be an elderly man.

He took advantage of Qi Weinan's lack of attention, his hands were violent, and after a roar, a clone jumped out of his body, and with a wave of his red whip, he hit Sheng with a hand holding a Qiankun bag.

Whipped over his arm, torn his shirt, and cracked a huge gap, blood gushing out uncontrollably, and Ikuichi withdrew his hand in pain, and the golden rope that bound his body was also loosened.

"Shengyi!"

Seeing that he was injured, Qingpao's eyes widened and he roared angrily, he didn't care so much, he picked up the golden shovel and attacked him.

Qi Weinan beside him also raised his peachwood sword and struck directly, but he forgot for a moment that this was just a clone, and the moment the golden shovel and the sword qi pierced into the black shadow, it turned into a cloud of smoke and dispersed.

"Oops! Hit the trick! It's a clone formation! Qi Weinan roared, hurriedly turned around, and saw that the black shadow body had broken free from the shackles and slipped away without a trace.

And Zhang San and Li Si were shocked and frightened after seeing a fairy fight, and hugged each other and shivered.

"Hey! Two cowards, you two just watched that man slip away? Qi Weinan slapped them on the head twice in anger, then took a few deep breaths and calmed down, "How did he escape?" Did you two see what he looked like? ”

"We, we're so scared that we keep our eyes closed and don't see anything." Zhang San and Li Si said aggrievedly, but the anger that Qi Weinan had just unloaded aroused three points.

"Two fools! A sucker! She crossed her hands and tried to suppress the urge to hit someone, but there was something more urgent and important than beating them up.

Qi Weinan gave the two of them a roll of the eyes, then turned around and ran straight to Shengyi.

At this time, his face was already pale, the wound on his cut arm was ten inches long, and half of his white robe was dyed red.

"White Tiger! You're okay, you wait, I'll call my paper figure 'Three' out, she knows how to heal! ”

Qi Weinan looked at Shengyi in Qingpao's arms, his face was full of guilt, and he hurriedly pulled out the paper figure "three" who was sleeping in beauty, and without waiting for Xiao Nizi to mumble, he opened his mouth first, "Three!" Take a look, he was hit by the red whip of the evil way, and he made a big hole! ”

When the paper man heard this, he became serious, took off the mini cucumber slices on his face, and flew to the injured area, "This guy, you let go of your hand first and let me take a look." ”

"Oh."

Shengyi was suspicious of the paper man, but he did as he said, but when his palm left the affected area, the little paper man regretted that he had not been able to hide beforehand, so that now he was stained with his blood.

"Yes, change my clothes in a second, and I'll be a red paper man." It pretended to be calm, stretched out its paper hand to wipe the blood from its face, and approached the wound of Shengyi.

It was a long, narrow and deep opening, and the flesh inside had been knocked out, like a deep chasm, and the bottom was boiling dark red magma.

"How did it get hurt, and what did it hurt?" It turned around and asked Qi Weinan.

"It was injured by the black shadow man who came to collect the blood pill just now with a red whip, but this is also strange, judging from the aura exuded by the whip, it should be a decent magic weapon, but it was used by people on the evil side."

After Qi Weinan's explanation, "San" frowned even more, "Hey, it's even more strange to say this, this guy's injury is very strange!" The power of this whip is extremely great, and the spiritual power is very abundant, it is clear that it can kill half of this young man's life with a whip, but this only hurts his skin, not deep into the bone marrow, obviously, the man deliberately spared his life. ”

As soon as it spoke, Qi Weinan and the others were also confused, but they did not delve into it, but focused on how to stop the bleeding for Shengyi.

"Now these questions are not important, the point is to stop the bleeding for my little brother, you see his blood, booming, like a fountain, Zila Zila is bubbling out, 'three' you help him stop the bleeding, otherwise even a cow will be drained."

Sheng Yi just wanted to thank Qi Weinan for his care and care, but when he raised his head, he found that something was wrong, how could he compare him with a cow!

When he wanted to move his body to ask for justice, he was pressed back into his arms by the green robe, "Don't make trouble, Shengyi, do you really want to bleed to death?" ”

I had to be obediently shrunk in the arms of the green robe, but I kept thinking in my heart, okay, when my bleeding stopped, I will settle accounts with this damn Qi Weinan.

"Ahhh It hurts! But before he could react, the burning pain on his arm swept through every pore of his body like an autumn wind.

Looking sideways, I saw that the paper man didn't know when he took out a bag of white powder and sprinkled it on his affected area, and then drilled back into Qi Weinan's treasure bag and struggled to raise a pair of sharp scissors, straight towards Shengyi's affected area.

"What a! It's not going to cut my meat, is it? Hey, hey, hey! Stop, it's a human arm, not pork ribs! ”