When the young man on the ground heard this, he turned over and got up, pulled up and looked at Meng Jiu'er.

Hey? Ah Jiu rubbed his eyes, thinking really? She could see what these people were carrying, and that was clairvoyance.

Suddenly, Ah Jiu was a little excited in his heart: "They are all cultivators, naturally I know your origin as soon as I smell it with my nose, your shallow cultivation naturally doesn't have this ability, if you are not afraid of death, you can get out quickly." ”

The five people were unstable and looked at each other: "Senior brother, could it be really a hidden master?" ”

"I don't dare to say it."

Several people looked at the young man on the ground very unwillingly: "Today is cheap for you, next time you are not so lucky, let's go." ”

Ah Jiu watched several people being frightened by his own bluffing, and looked at himself in three steps and one turn, which was really a bit of a pleasure.

The blood from the wound on the young man's head blinded his eyes, and he raised his sleeve to wipe it away, and then he saw clearly:

"Nine seniors, it's me, I'm Zihui."

"Huh?" Ah Jiu hurriedly went up to help him up, and looked up and down in pain: "Oh my God, why are you being beaten like this?" I didn't even recognize it. ”

Zihui took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood off his face, gritted his teeth with his right arm and left arm, and clicked.

Ah Jiu's heart was beating in shock, Zihui's trembling body couldn't stand at all, Ah Jiu hurriedly urged:

"I'll pick up the leg for you, you lie down."

Zi Hui's face was bruised in pain, and he was beaten like a pig's head, and his face was distorted at the moment.

Ah Jiu touched Zihui's kneecap, a stream of true qi poured in, and with a click, he finally returned to his place.

Zihui hurriedly crossed his legs to breathe, and with a shallow breath, blood flowed out of his nose again.

"Tut-tut...... How many beatings you have to take? Ah Jiu frowned.

"Ding Dong, congratulations on your merit worth a thousand points."

Ah Jiu was a little stunned, Zihui's merit value is so high, it can't be.

Ah Jiu remembered 10,000 why there were all the answers.

Only then did he take out a card from his bosom with great interest, and silently thought in his heart: Why is Zihui's merit value higher than everyone else?

Suddenly, a voice of the system sounded in my head: The score value of the merit value is based on the person's influence on the world, and the person you saved has a high influence and can change the cause and effect value higher than that of ordinary people.

It turned out that this was the case, Ah Jiu thought about it, and glanced sideways at Zihui, who was unrecognizable, could he really become the head of the Dragon Gate in the future?

"Zihui? What's going on? Xue Zhen suddenly appeared.

Ah Jiu looked back, and he looked at Zihui like a person who had nothing to do.

The corners of Ah Jiu's mouth twitched: "Amazing, you can actually recognize him." As soon as he spoke, Ah Jiu subconsciously looked Xue Zhen up and down.

It doesn't matter if you look at this, Xue Zhen's body appeared naked in front of Ah Jiu.

She hurriedly brushed her face away, and looked at indecent and incivil.

Can this damn transmission be turned off temporarily? How embarrassing it is.

At this moment, the curtain of the carriage moved, and Meng Shaode stretched: "How long have you been sleeping, girl." ”

It doesn't matter if Ah Jiu looks at it, Daddy's bottoms seem to be different from Xue's, they are half-cut.

"Huh." Ah Jiu hurriedly turned his back and said, "Daddy, you guys just slept for a while." ”

In a panic, Ah Jiu called for the system in his heart.

"Ding Dong, Your Excellency, our closed perspective function has been successful!"

"What's wrong with you, Jiu'er? Are you tired? Why don't you go and rest, and Daddy will guard it? ”

Meng Shaode stepped forward and moved his daughter's face over, looking up and down, as if to see if there was a tired look on her daughter's face.

Ah Jiu looked at his father cautiously, this time it's okay, it's normal.

"I'm fine, but Zihui may have to rest." Ah Jiu pointed at the young man.

Meng Shaode was so frightened that he jumped out of the way: "What's wrong with this little comrade?" ”

Xue Zhen squatted in front of Zihui at the moment, raised his hand and pressed it on his forehead and said lightly: "Fortunately, they are all people who are not very good at cultivation, and the internal injuries are very light, most of them are external injuries." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zihui slowly closed his eyes and saw that it was Senior Xue who hurriedly saluted: "Thank you Senior Xue and Senior Nine for saving me." ”

Seeing that it was his daughter's friend, Meng Shaode stepped forward and tugged at his sleeve: "Little brother, have you been beaten?" ”

The corners of Zihui's mouth twitched, isn't it obvious?