27. Healing

"Walker!" The two attendants ran from the other side of the square, and when they saw the scene on the ground, they both looked at Liang Rushi in shock.

Liang Rushi shook his long sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and commanded them: "The incident happened suddenly, the shot was heavier, carry the Taomen master and this child to the palace, and I will heal them." ”

The two attendants did not move, they came because of urgency: "Someone is inciting the villagers to make trouble in the fishing village, and they are coming this way." ”

Liang Rushi paused on his back, said "um", and was about to leave, when there was a commotion from behind.

Liang Rushi's brows furrowed, he really didn't like to be noisy.

Over there, Yan Xingyu and Tao Haiqun came with more than 100 fishermen and Tao Hongyi's little brother who supported Tao Hongyi, and as soon as they walked into the square, they saw Yijun and Tao Hongyi lying motionless on the floor, both of them were soaked in blood, and they couldn't see their true faces.

"Yijun!" Yan Xingyu's pupils dilated, ran across the square, and rushed straight to Yijun's side. He grabbed Yijun's wrist and felt his pulse, making sure he was still alive, but half his life was gone. Yan Xingyu was extremely angry, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

When the fishermen and the younger brother saw the bloody scene for the first time after coming to the Immortal Mansion, they were immediately shocked and exchanged words one after another.

The scene was a little out of control, Liang Rushi put his hands behind his back, squinted slightly and swept over the people in the square, his beard and white robe were blown backwards by the wind, looking fluttering like a fairy, as if the crowd of beings could no longer attract his attention at all.

"Liang Rushi, I'm going to fight with you!" Tao Haiqun didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, his uncle was already lying in a pool of blood, and his eyes suddenly turned red, and he picked up his clothes and rushed towards Liang Rushi.

Liang Rushi's palm flipped over, and Tao Haiqun was trapped outside an arm, and it was difficult to take a step forward.

Liang asked in confusion: "Have you all recovered your memories?" ”

Tao Haiqun was stunned for a moment and exclaimed: "You don't have ......"

Liang truthfully unloaded his strength, flicked his sleeves, and said to them: "Carry people in first." ”

Then he raised his eyes and scanned the people in the square, and if he had substance in this eye, he nailed them there like a needle, and the square was silent for a while, and no one dared to move.

No one expected the current situation, there was no point in the stalemate, Yan Xingyu carefully picked up Yijun, and followed Liang Rushi in, Liang Haiqun was still in shock, and he didn't react for a while, and the two permanent attendants lifted Tao Hongyi.

"Put it there." Liang Rushi pointed to the low couch behind the screen, his voice was weak, and his face seemed to be a little desperate and self-defeating, which was similar to the appearance of the fairy who was domineering and exposed outside just now.

Yan Xingyu carefully placed Yijun on the low couch, Tao Hongyi lay on the floor in front of the couch, and the others stood aside, Yan Xingyu and Tao Hongyi were originally hostile to him, but they were silent when they saw him like this.

Liang truthfully gathered the spell in his palms, and a gentle white light slowly shrouded Yijun's body from his palm, and Yijun's face returned to color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Rao is Yan Xingyu's usual expressionless face, and he has also broken in front of this magical spell. He only heard that everyone in Dayan cultivates immortals, and immortal cultivators can live a long life and have a permanent appearance, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Tao Haiqun was even more excited and trembling all over, since he saw Liang Rushi and his party when he was young, he was impressed by his bearing, so he changed to wear a Taoist robe and practiced all year round, but he didn't expect that a real immortal cultivator would be like this.

The white light shrouded Yijun's body for a moment, the light gradually dimmed, and Liang truthfully withdrew the spell, and his face became ugly.

Yijun coughed up a mouthful of blood, turned over and lay on the edge of the low couch and gasped, vomiting all the blood in his throat.

He opened his eyes and saw Yan Xingyu, and groaned, "That old thief ...... It's amazing......"

Yan Xingyu: "......"

Yijun: "Underestimate the enemy, he's a hidden boss/boss ......"

"Stop talking!" Yan Xingyu held him, glanced at Liang Rushi, checked Yijun's injuries, and then pinched the bones around him to see if there was any discomfort.

Yijun saw Liang Rushi at this time, and quickly closed his eyes and said nothing.