Kuti's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he swung a knife forward.

A white light flew out and slashed towards the fleeing monk.

"Be careful—"

Seeing this, Kuma immediately shouted.

However, the monk's body was suddenly stunned, and a line of blood went all the way down from his forehead, penetrating to his abdomen, and finally split in half.

Kumo's body trembled, and he could no longer contain his grief and anger in his heart, so he raised his hand and slapped towards Kuti.

A Buddha's palm handprint burst out.

Kuti looked at this "Great Compassion Palm" coldly, disdained, and said, "Look for death!"

Kuti mobilized his vitality and injected it into the immovable dark bowl, and the bowl suddenly hummed and struck towards Kuma.

A golden light with unparalleled power rampage, rushing through the Buddha's palm handprint, and finally hitting Kuma's body.

Kumo spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards and flew out, sliding for dozens of meters before stopping.

On the ground, a long trail of blood was elongated.

"Hahahaha......"

Holding the bowl in his hand, he looked up to the sky and laughed, kicked the ground with both feet, and the whole person flew into the sky, and finally disappeared into the deep forest, and walked away......

Soon after, on the mountain path leading to the mountain temple, Jiang Feiyun looked up at the temple on the mountainside.

"Hmm, why is the way up the mountain blocked?"

Jiang Feiyun thought about it, the last time he made a big fuss in the White Horse Temple, could it be that Master Kumo was afraid and felt that he was leading the White Horse Temple to hide in the red dust?

Jiang Feiyun couldn't help but sneer, if he was really determined to hide, why did he come out to harm the Zhao family?

Jiang Feiyun dodged and flew into the mountainside.

This obstacle may be a barrier for ordinary people, but for Jiang Feiyun, it can be crossed in one step.

After Jiang Feiyun's feet hit the ground, a smell of blood came to his face.

Jiang Feiyun immediately frowned.

Jiang Feiyun's gaze scanned around, and a headless corpse was lying on the ground, blood flowing everywhere.

"How could it be ......?"

As soon as Jiang Feiyun came to the White Horse Temple, he found that it had been slaughtered, and the blood was not cold, which obviously had just happened.

This is too cruel!

Jiang Feiyun walked among the bloody corpses, his eyes swept everywhere, and when he finally saw an old man in a robe, his eyes lit up.

Jiang Feiyun flashed to Kumo, who fell to the ground.

"Master Kuma?"

Jiang Feiyun squatted down and roughly inspected Kumo's injury, his breath was weak, and the internal organs in his body were shattered.

Jiang Feiyun's face was heavy, a dignified master of the Zun Realm, he was actually beaten like this, who was the other party?"

But human life is at stake, and Jiang Feiyun didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately took out a paintbrush and drew a healing rune on Kumo's chest.

The rune disappeared into Kuma's chest, temporarily stabilizing Kuma's injuries and pulling one of his feet back from the ghost gate.

Kuma slowly opened his eyes, and in his blurred gaze, he saw only a figure layered on top of each other, blurry.

"Master Kuma...... Master Kuma......" Jiang Feiyun saw that Kumo had recovered a trace of his breath, and hurriedly asked, "Who beat you like this?"

"Yes...... It's ......"

The bitter Mo who was angry like a gossamer, a sentence stuck in his throat, and finally his eyelids closed and he passed out.

Jiang Feiyun immediately sighed when he saw Kumo's appearance, it seemed that he was too seriously injured, and it was already a miracle that he was not dead.

Jiang Feiyun raised his eyes and looked around at this messy place.

The once glorious White Horse Temple is now in dilapidation and mottled with blood everywhere.

"Well, the dead are greater!"

Jiang Feiyun raised his right hand, flicked his fingers, and a red flame shot into the sky, turning into a rain of fire in the sky, and falling into the sky.

The sparks contaminated the entire mountain forest, and suddenly turned into a raging fire, engulfing the area.

Jiang Feiyun picked up the dying Kumo and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain.

Moments later, the entire mountain was reduced to a sea of fire, and the once famous White Horse Temple was also buried in the flames.

The next day, the headline of Xingzhou City was that the White Horse Temple accidentally caught fire, and none of the monks in front of the temple were spared and died in the fire.

Jiang Feiyun hugged Kumo, who was still holding a sigh of relief, and got into the car.

Then he drove the car and ran thousands of miles back to the villa in the southern suburbs of Yaotian.

Jiang Feiyun carried Kumo to the bed, then picked up the brush, channeled the surrounding aura, and drew a life-locking array in the air to trap Kuma's passing breath.

Jiang Feiyun withdrew the brush and looked at the ink lines that were constantly circulating in the air.

These ink lines are linked to each other to form a huge formation that blocks the flow of internal and external circulation, thereby locking the flow of Kuma's breath.

"That's it, I'm afraid he won't survive tonight. ”

Jiang Feiyun frowned slightly when he thought of this.

If he can't find some precious herbs to prolong his life, I'm afraid he will not be able to escape death.

But this piece of Zhao family's medicinal field was only opened up a month ago, and the medicinal materials in it were not ripe at all, so what could be used to renew Kumo's life?

This is undoubtedly a difficult problem.

Jiang Feiyun thought for a while and said to himself: "It seems that this is the only way." ”

Jiang Feiyun immediately took out a stack of papers, put them on the table, and then studied the ink.

After taking out the brush and dipping it in a little ink, he began to sketch the herbs on the white paper.

The so-called painting doctor can not only heal diseases and injuries by drawing runes.

If you cultivate to a high level, you can even draw medicinal herbs, and their medicinal effects are no different from real medicinal herbs.

It's just that this is extremely demanding for a person's vitality.

The last time Jiang Feiyun helped Zhao Zhongxi paint the water lingzhi for three hundred years, he was exhausted, and today he has to draw more than a dozen precious medicinal materials, and the vitality consumed is even greater.

"Fortunately, my current cultivation has already stepped into the Venerable Realm, and I should be able to draw these medicinal herbs before it gets dark. ”

Jiang Feiyun glanced back at Kumo, who was still in a coma, and was full of doubts in his heart.

"Who beat him like this, and slaughtered the entire White Horse Temple?"

To be able to beat a master who respected the early stage into such an embarrassment, presumably the other party's cultivation must also be extraordinary.

It seems that all this can only be clarified after he wakes up. ”

As the sun sets, the crimson sunset sprinkles the land, staining the entire valley with a crimson color.

As twilight rose, a bright moon leaped up the branches and moved into the night sky.

It was already midnight.

Jiang Feiyun set up a medicine stove in the courtyard, put the dozen or so drawings into the medicine stove, then poured three bowls of water, and then boiled them over a warm fire.

Jiang Feiyun sat in the corridor, quietly waiting for the pot of medicine to boil.

After an hour, Jiang Feiyun poured the boiled medicine into the bowl and walked to the room.

Jiang Feiyun waved his arm, opened a gap in the life-locking array, and walked in.

"Looking at you like this, it seems that you can't open your mouth to drink medicine, right?"

Jiang Feiyun looked at the dead Kumo, who was already half-dead, and couldn't open his mouth to drink the medicine.

Jiang Feiyun had no choice but to find another way.

I saw Jiang Feiyun splash the medicinal soup in his hand into the air, and a bowl of rich medicinal liquid suddenly filled the air.

Jiang Feiyun released the vitality in his body and enveloped these medicinal liquids.

A drop of liquid medicine seemed to be lifted by an invisible force, suspended in the air, hanging without falling.

Jiang Feiyun controlled the medicinal liquid to slowly descend through the vitality released by himself, dripping onto Kuma's skin.

The wisps of medicinal liquid, like spring rain moistening the dry land, dotted on Kuma's skin.

Jiang Feiyun raised his arm and pressed his palm down.

A strong coercion shrouded it, squeezing the liquid that was wet on the skin into the body along the pores around Kuma's body.

After just a few blinks of an eye, a bowl of medicine was delivered into Kuma's body without going through his mouth and tongue, and began to nourish his injuries.

......

The next morning, the birds on the branches began to chirp gently.

Jiang Feiyun, who was sitting in the corridor, slowly opened his eyes, and a fine light flashed in his eyes in an instant.

"Whew-"

Jiang Feiyun exhaled slowly, and a white mist erupted from Jiang Feiyun's mouth and nose like Bai Lian.

After a night of repair, the vitality that was depleted yesterday has been restored again.

Jiang Feiyun looked back at Kumo lying in the room, still motionless.

It's just that today's Kumo, because of the nourishment of the bowl of medicine last night, has become ruddy, but it still looks haggard.

"Give him a few more doses of medicine and recuperate for more than half a month, and he will be able to recover as before. ”

Jiang Feiyun retracted his gaze, and when Kumo woke up, he had to ask everything clearly.

Is this Kumo really the minions of the Jin family?

Otherwise, why did you find that wooden comb one after another in the territory of the Zhao family?

Who else in this world can refine this kind of spiritual weapon except Kuma?

But why did Kumo do things for the Jin family?

Why did the White Horse Temple suddenly cause the disaster of annihilation?

"Is it to unload the mill and kill the donkey?"

Jiang Feiyun shook his head, he couldn't think of a reason, and the truth of everything would come out after this Kumo woke up.

DiDi ...... DiDi ......

At this time, the mobile phone in Jiang Feiyun's pocket rang with a ringtone.

Jiang Feiyun took it out and saw that it was actually a call from Zhao Lingyue.

Jiang Feiyun pressed the answer button and put it to his ear, and a familiar voice immediately came from the phone.

"Jiang Feiyun, you have been a hands-off shopkeeper for a month, and since you have been in the company for two days, I haven't seen you again for the rest of the time. Aren't you ashamed to be so irresponsible as a man?"

Although Zhao Lingyue was trying her best to suppress her anger, Jiang Feiyun could still hear the dissatisfaction from her words.

"Don't be ashamed!" Jiang Feiyun shrugged his shoulders and replied calmly.

On the other end of the phone, there was a sudden silence for a moment, and then hung up the phone with a "snap".

Tick!

The round watch made a needle sound, the second hand pointed in a certain direction in the distance, and the minute hand absorbed the three-second second hatred from Zhao Lingyue.

"Uh......"

Jiang Feiyun looked at his phone in a daze.

"It's so easy to get angry?"

Jiang Feiyun held his cheeks, could it be that the heartless words just now angered this eldest lady?

"Alas, forget it, let's go see this president today. ”

Jiang Feiyun stretched.

Thinking about it carefully, since Shangcai applied for the assistant to the president and helped Zhao's Pharmaceutical find the source of the disaster, he has never been to the company again.

Thinking about it this way, it really doesn't seem like a word.

In addition, Jiang Feiyun is now nominally Zhao Lingyue's boyfriend, who has disappeared for more than a month, and if it spreads, it will inevitably arouse suspicion.

Jiang Feiyun stood up and looked in a certain direction, it seemed that it was time to go and see this titular girlfriend.