"Fortunately, although they saw through it, the seventh sister also had a peach blossom miasma in the air, although their deep internal strength is not a big problem, but they must also hurry up to discharge the toxin, so they are not relentless, otherwise we are afraid that none of us will survive."

Bai Rou's face turned pale, and it was obvious that the experience of that day had brought her endless fright.

Wang Chenfeng heard that he had a new understanding of the martial arts of the Heavenly Evil Demon here, and his two apprentices still restrained Su Muchen and Liu Yunyan within a few moves, although the means were not very glorious, but the strength was already visible.

The twelve of them are not the opponents of those two old monsters, how can they be sure?!

"In that case, do you think we can kill them?"

Shu Xiangsui sighed, obviously he also thought it was impossible, but he still said, "Yes!" If you can't, you have to be able to! Otherwise they will kill us sooner or later! In this Jinchang City, only Ye Yan Tingxue Lou has the strength to fight with them. ”

"What? Those two old monsters are still in Jinchang City?! ”

Su Muchen had already exhausted the poisonous gas at this time, and he heard that he stood up from the recliner.

"Yes, although they killed King Xiang's family yesterday, they didn't get any clues about the secret decree, although they thought that the secret decree would be burned to ashes by a fire of theirs, but they still wanted to stay and ask if there was any other news."

"And they've found out!"

Wang Chenfeng's bright eyes flashed with a scorching light, and Shu Xiangsui slowly lowered his head in such a gaze: "Yes, they should have found our traces." ”

Only then did the Purple Yi Hou react, this is not a fun thing, he knows the strength of the Heavenly Evil Demon, and there are detailed records of them in the Linglong Pavilion at home.

"I'll go first, it's not fun at all, if you don't get it, you'll have to put your life into it."

As he spoke, the purple-clothed marquis walked towards the door with his hands behind his back.

"You're so good at kung fu, don't you want to compete with the masters?"

Wang Chenfeng naturally didn't want to lose this strong help.

"No, life matters, I'm not a martial idiot who likes to challenge the strong, as for you......" He glanced at Wang Chenfeng: "If you can survive, I will wait for you there in three days at the Jinlai Inn in Chengxi." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and left, and he had just walked out not far away, when he saw a girl in a pink shirt holding a guest in Tsing Yi and walking in the direction of the night listening to the snow building.

The woman passed by him, a faint scent of orchids lingering on the tip of his nose.

He looked back, and the graceful back walked forward step by step, as if entering his heart.

He took a deep breath, sucking in the aroma that filled the air, intoxicated with happiness and a look of satisfaction.

Suddenly, he turned around and walked in the direction of the night tower listening to the snow building, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he caught up with the woman in the pink shirt in a few steps.

"Girl, where are you going?"

The woman in the pink shirt was holding a seriously injured man, who was already drenched in sweat, and was holding a sword that had been broken in half.

The pink clothes were also full of stains at this time, and she looked a little embarrassed, but she still stopped and answered the question of the purple-clothed marquis seriously: "I'm going to listen to the snow tower in the night." ”

Her voice was tactful, soft and pleasant, and Ziyihou saw her face clearly, with a pair of beautiful big eyes, a towering straight nose, a small cherry mouth, and eyebrows like willows and peach blossoms.

The purple-clothed marquis looked a little stupid, and the woman in the pink shirt just hurriedly lifted the sword upside down, stretched out her hand and rubbed it against her face: "I'm sorry, is there anything dirty on my face?" ”

"No, no." The purple-clothed marquis hurriedly shook his hand, and then he took the man in green from the pink-shirted woman's hand.

The man in Tsing Yi was already angry at this time, and said to the purple-clothed Hou with all his strength: "The front is the night room listening to the snow building, take me in to see the landlord, thank you." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he planted his head down, and fainted.

"Thank you, let's take him there."

The words of the woman in pink were itching in her heart when she heard them in the ears of the purple-clothed marquis.

He nodded, put the man in Tsing Yi on his back, and walked towards the night tower listening to the snow building.

At this time, in the Xue Building, Murong Qingyi was scolding the Ziyi Hou, saying that he was timid, unrighteous, and not like a man!

She was scolding, and suddenly turned around and saw the purple-clothed marquis who was walking towards them with a person on his back, stunned.

Pang Wancheng and Liu Yunyan hurriedly stood up and looked at the man in Tsing Yi on his back with an anxious face.

Su Muchen was highly poisoned just now, and he was still sure in the face of the twelve fierce appearances, but at this time, he couldn't sit still when he saw the seriously injured man in Tsing Yi.

"Quick! Wan Cheng helped him go back to rest, and Yun Yan quickly helped him see how his injuries were. ”

Liu Yunyan nodded, put his right hand on his vein, and everyone instantly fell silent.

After a while, Liu Yunyan let out a long breath: "Although he was seriously injured, he couldn't die." ”

This is Wang Chenfeng noticed that there were several paw prints on the chest of the man in Tsing Yi, as if he had been attacked by a wild beast.

He turned around and just wanted to ask Shu Xiangsui and Bai Rou, but he saw their frightened expressions on the spot, which had confirmed his conjecture.

"Take him to the backyard for treatment!"

Su Muchen was secretly relieved to know that there was no danger to his life, Pang Wancheng helped the man in Tsing Yi up and walked towards the apse, and Liu Yunyan also hurriedly followed.

"He's Qingshanqing?" Wang Chenfeng had never seen this man in Tsing Yi.

"Yes, he is Qingshan Qing of Snow Melting City, just like you and Pang Wancheng, they are all my brothers."

Wang Chenfeng didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only step forward and pat him on the shoulder and say, "Don't worry." ”

"I'm not worried, since Yunyan said that if she can live, she will definitely be able to live, her father is Liu Wanchun, the white-clothed saint, she has done her best, as long as she has a breath, she can be saved."

"What? More powerful than the ghost hand of a miracle doctor? The purple-clothed marquis, who was staring directly at the woman in the pink shirt, interjected curiously when he heard him say this.

"It's almost the same, otherwise how do you think my terminal illness can survive until now?"

Ziyihou looked at Su Muchen in disbelief who was weak but still in his middle breath, he pulled Su Muchen's hand, put his left index finger and middle finger on his vein, and his face gradually became solemn.

Murong Qingyi teased him beside him: "I didn't expect it, you still know how to heal?" ”

"I've worshipped a lot of masters, and I only know a little bit about many of them."

He put down Su Muchen's hand and said lightly: "What he said is right, a person like him should have been lying in the coffin a long time ago, it seems that that girl is indeed a peerless miracle doctor, and she is as famous as the ghost hand miracle doctor." ”