The saint originally thought that such words would provoke Murong Xiu to react, but he didn't expect that Murong Xiu in front of him was still indifferent.

At this time, his gaze slowly moved down, landing on the bare wounds on Murong Xiu's arms.

"Huh?"

The sage picked up Murong Xiu's arm and looked at it carefully, and then asked Ji Protector not far behind him in a flat voice.

"You tortured him?"

Although his voice was flat, Ji Protector still felt a great killing intent.

He raised his eyes a little weakly, but he didn't dare to look directly at the darkness under the hood, and his eyes were suddenly chaotic, and there was nowhere to put them.

"The subordinates, in order to torture the whereabouts of the other two, did lynch him......"

"Lynching?"

The saint's voice rose sharply, and as soon as he raised his hand, the Dharma Protector couldn't help but be sucked into the saint's hand, and he tied his neck with his hand.

"Since you know that you yourself are lynching, which is not in line with etiquette, why do you still do this?"

"What? This is to sprinkle all my useless fire on my most proud work, right? If something goes wrong with this particularly important medicine man, you won't be able to change it with a hundred dog heads. ”

The sage's hand was very strong, and in his confinement, Ji Protector opened his mouth in pain, wanting to catch his breath.

He looked at the saint in front of him with horror in his eyes, his pupils dilated widely, and soon a large bloodshot appeared on the whites of his eyes, which was quite terrifying.

With great difficulty, he uttered a few vague syllables, trying to say something to the saint.

But he heard the voice of the saint like ice.

"The two children can't catch it, and Yeyue doesn't know how to raise something like yours. If it weren't for the fact that the reconstruction of the Blackwind Cliffs still needs to be done by you, you don't need to keep it. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly let go of his hand, and the Dharma Protector suddenly fell to the ground like a puppet that had lost its string.

The long-lost air poured into his lungs again, and Ji Protector covered his aching neck and breathed greedily, letting out a rapid breathing sound.

"Those lost medicine people, you must get them all back for me. These medicine people have been the hard work of the Holy Sect for so many years, and they are about to come in handy, but they have been stirred up by your wine bag and rice bag. ”

"If you can't find it, there's no need for your head to stay on your own neck."

The saint's tone was as calm as water throughout, but the Dharma Protector knew very well that behind this calm tone was an absolute death order.

If he can't, he'll die an ugly death!

"Yes...... Yes, the subordinates received the order. ”

Ji Protector made a trembling voice, and his voice was very hoarse.

"Get out of here if you know, I feel troubled when I look at your face for a few more moments."

Hearing the sage's order, the Dharma Protector didn't dare to stay for a long time, and retreated from the cocoon room even crawling on the ground.

Wei Pingfeng hid in the shadows, listening to the conversation between the two thoughtfully.

The sage said that these medicine people had a key use, and then thought back to what Mingyue had said before...... These cultivators are dedicated to cultivating powerful medicine men.

What big things are they planning behind their backs......

At this time, I heard the sage say to Murong Xiu earnestly.

"These injuries on your body will not heal for a while, and if this blood flows, even if it is consumed, it will consume you to death."

"Don't be stubborn, take this medicine."

The tone of the saint seemed to be like the teachings of an elder to the next generation.

In this way, Wei Pingfeng even believed that there was a relationship between this saint and Murong Xiu.

Facing the pill in the saint's hand, Murong Xiu was indifferent, just looked at him coldly, and what was surging in his eyes was bottomless hatred.

Seeing that Murong Xiu was so stubborn, the saint snorted a little impatiently, forcibly pinched Murong Xiu's jaw, forcibly broke his mouth, and forcibly fed him the pill.

But in the next second, Murong Xiu put his tongue on the top and spit out the pill unceremoniously.

The saint turned his head to look at the pill that had rolled to the ground, sighed, his tone seemed to be extremely suppressed anger, and he gritted his teeth and said slowly: "You, your temper has always been so stubborn. ”

"It's just, what do you think you have to be stubborn now?"

In the next second, the saint raised his hand and waved, and a blade simply landed on Murong Xiu's body, making a cut on Murong Xiu's body.

The mouth was dripping with blood, and Murong Xiu snorted in pain, his face pale.

Shen Youyou saw all this in her eyes and covered her eyes in fright. And Wei Pingfeng couldn't bear to look away, not daring to look again.

Murong Xiu hung his head and was dying.

The weak gaze was down, and the wound on his abdomen was clearly visible, but Murong Xiu had no choice but to endure great pain.

He gritted his teeth and struggled to support himself in front of the saint.

"You, kill me."

Murong Xiu knew that the people in front of him were ruthless, and there were ways to torture themselves.

When the saint heard this, he sneered, "Kill you? How could I be willing to kill you? ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and picked up Murong Xiu's chin, his eyes looking back and forth on Murong Xiu's face, and he sighed.

"You have to know that your body is rare to see in a hundred years, and the Holy Sect's plan is yours."

After a pause, the saint sighed again.

"It stands to reason that a disobedient person like you could keep you until now? Unfortunately, the Nawei family was destroyed, and we arrived there too late. ”

"Otherwise, Wei Pingfeng of the Wei family will be more suitable than you. If you can find him to replace you, you will be able to give you a good time. ”

The saint shook his head again and again, his tone abrupt.

"It's a pity, it's a pity...... That's a good seedling that is rarely seen in the ages. ”

Suddenly, hearing the saint mention himself, Wei Pingfeng turned his head in disbelief.

He suddenly realized that the so-called saint in front of him might have something to do with his family's annihilation.

Just remembering what he said just now, these demon cultivators also wanted to refine themselves into medicine people?

Thinking of this, Wei Pingfeng's blood all over his body seemed to have cooled down, and there was only a heinous chill coming from his limbs.

"Isn't it, isn't it that Wei Pingfeng is still alive, and you will let me go?"

However, Murong Xiu's next words were unexpected by everyone.

Wei Pingfeng was stunned, not knowing what Murong Xiu meant by this.

Such words obviously aroused the interest of the saint, and he naturally would not believe Murong Xiu's words so easily, and his tone was full of doubts.

"Alive? How tragic was the night of Wei's annihilation, how could anyone be alive? ”

Murong Xiu grinned, and then suddenly began to cough, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.

"He's alive, I've seen him, I know where he is."