Between punches and feet, Xuanhu's aggressive moves suddenly slowed down, to be precise, not slowed down, but became clumsy. If Xuanhu's speed is a train, then now it's a bicycle at most, and his sluggishness made me seize the opportunity and kick Xuanhu in the chest!

This kick hit, Xuanhu flew out sideways, and hit the master's camphor wood shelf bed impartially, the shelf bed swinged back and forth, the center of gravity became more and more unstable, and in a blink of an eye, the entire shelf bed slapped down on Xuanhu, and completely suppressed Xuanhu below.

At this time, I looked up, and the master's house was almost in ruins, scarlet blood was splashed on the snow-white walls, all the porcelain in the room had long since been turned into pieces, the wooden furniture had been torn into broken boards, the sawdust was floating in the air, and it was amplified by the sun, and the smell of sawdust was between breaths.

The Xuanhu under the bed of the shelf was silent anymore, I don't know if it was dead or alive, only the master and I were left looking at each other.

"Knock knock."

A few knocks on the door interrupted me and the master, who looked out the door vigilantly: "Who?" ”

"Are you alright?" The voice of the little Taoist boy came from outside the door.

The master cleared his throat: "It's okay, I'll call you if there's something." ”

"Yes." Dao Tong responded and stopped moving.

Turning his head, the master hurriedly bent down and moved the wooden board away from Xuanhu, who was lying motionless with his face facing the ground.

The master and I worked together to turn Xuanhu over, and Xuanhu's soft body was like a boiled noodle, without the breath of a living person.

Seeing Xuanhu become like this, my heart suddenly had no bottom.

The master probed Xuanhu's snort, and his nervous face relaxed slightly: "It's okay." ”

At this time, I realized that no matter what I went through, I couldn't do without my master at all.

"Hand on."

As he spoke, the master dragged Xuanhu's arm, dragged Xuanhu to a slightly smoother place, picked up the only remaining square stool, dusted off the floating ash on his body, and sat on the ground with his hands on his knees.

"Why don't I call Yu Lan?"

I can't figure out the current situation, but subconsciously, I instinctively rely on Yu Lan.

"Hmm."

The master replied softly, and his eyes remained on Xuanhu.

I hurriedly took out the phone from my pocket, and the broken screen showed more than 20 missed calls, and the owner of these calls was none other than Yu Lan.

"It's over." That's the only thought in my head.

When I made a bold call, Yu Lan's roar came from my head, I wanted to get down to business first, but Yu Lan didn't give me a chance at all, I could only take the phone a little farther away, silently bearing Yu Lan's anger.

Yu Lan's firepower was a little weaker, I immediately saw the stitches and told Yu Lan about Xuanhu, Yu Lan did not hesitate at all, and agreed to arrive immediately.

The master was like a guardian, always looking at Xuanhu without saying a word, and I didn't dare to say much, so I could only accompany the master and wait silently until Yu Lan arrived.

As soon as he entered the door, Yu Lan carried the medicine box with one hand, and saw that the room was in a mess, and his feet obviously stepped back.

Looking at the Xuanhu lying on the ground, and the Xuanhu who didn't say a word, Yu Lan turned his inquiring gaze on me.

I hurriedly greeted him, locked the door, pointed at Xuanhu with my chin, and whispered, "Go quickly." ”