After a long time, the screams gradually faded and then gradually stopped.

But the old drunkard looked angry, but he never stopped the long whip in his hand!

It wasn't until his arm was tired that the old drunkard gasped and stopped moving.

But on the wooden stake, Yang Lingfeng lowered his head, and he had long since lost his voice.

Seeing this, his brows furrowed slightly, and the old drunkard stepped forward and put his finger under his nose to test his breath.

Then, withdrawing his big hand, the old drunkard gritted his teeth, his eyes full of disappointment.

The other party has lost his breath!

"Hmph!

Staring at his eyes and throwing the whip on the ground, the old drunkard snorted coldly and paced out of the cell.

"Sect Master of the Day!"

When the cell door was pushed open, the two Holy Sect disciples guarding the cell hurriedly saluted respectfully.

"Well, tell me to go down and throw this corpse at the foot of Mount Hua! But remember, don't reveal your identity!"

Blinded by the two of them, the old drunkard nodded and ordered in a loud voice.

Although Yang Lingfeng is dead, he has not asked the identities of the other two!

I want to send Yang Lingfeng's body back to the six major factions, so that they will have trouble sleeping!

"Yes!!"

Beside him, listening to his order, the two Holy Sect disciples immediately clenched their fists and received their orders.

Seeing this, ignoring the corpses in the dungeon, the old drunkard waved his hand and strode away.

Now that Yang Lingfeng is dead, he is happy in his heart!

On the other side, the backyard of the Holy Church.

In a side room, on the bed lay a fair-skinned and handsome young man dressed in blue.

But it's a pity that this handsome young man is missing an arm!

This young man is none other than Xie Yifeng!

On the side of the bed, Sanbao's eyes were wet and red, and he was holding the medicinal soup in his hand, taking a sip and carefully feeding his young master.

His eyes were glazed, Xie Yifeng drank the medicinal soup and stared at the roof in despair.

"Three Treasures... I'm a waste..."

After a while, turning his head to look at Sanbao, Xie Yifeng said to himself with a dull expression.

"Young Master, you're not! Your injuries will definitely heal!"

Hearing this, he wiped the moist corners of his eyes, and Sanbao said in a choked voice.

"I'm a waste..."

But as if he didn't hear it, Xie Yifeng's eyes were glazed, and he kept repeating.

"Young Master! Sanbao begs you! Don't do this! You have to cheer up! The young lady is still waiting for you to pick her up! Master's revenge is also waiting for you to avenge it!"

Seeing this, he clenched his fists tightly, his nails pierced his palms, and blood was dripping, Sanbao gritted his teeth and comforted again.

Suddenly, as soon as these words came out, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes! But after a while, Xie Yifeng still looked sluggish.

"Squeak..."

Suddenly, at this moment, the door was slowly pushed open, and the old drunkard stepped in.

Seeing the other party coming, Sanbao frowned slightly, and hurriedly looked vigilant!

In the past few days, although there is no danger in staying in the Holy Sect, I have always been vigilant, just in case!

"It's you!"

On the bed, his eyes looked at the old drunkard, the sluggishness in his eyes dissipated, Xie Yifeng gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice.

"Hehe, the old man has saved your life anyway, you hate the old man so much, won't you take revenge?"

Pacing in front of him, blinding Xie Yifeng, the old drunkard said with a smile.

Hearing this, remembering that at the beginning, the other party dissolved the poison in his body, and he was indeed benevolent to himself, Xie Yifeng stretched his brows and was silent.

He told himself in his heart that the other party had never harmed him! The culprit of all this was the evil handsome!

It's just that Xie Yifeng didn't know that it was the person in front of him who really harmed him!

"Hehe, how is your body recovering?"

Seeing this, he didn't care, and the old drunkard asked with a smile.

After thinking in his heart and blinding the other party, Xie Yifeng turned his head and remained silent.

"Old man, after drinking the medicinal soup in the past few days, my young master's body has almost recovered, but his hands and feet..."

On the side of the bed, seeing that the young master was silent, looking at the old drunkard, Sanbao hurriedly replied.

Now the young master and his own lives are in the hands of the Holy Sect, and they must not offend each other!

"Hmm... The old man's medicinal soup is only to treat his internal injuries, as for the tendons and bones of his hands and feet, the old man can't do anything..."

Hearing this, he shook his head, and the old drunkard said.

Hearing what he said, Xie Yifeng's eyes were wet and red, and he gritted his teeth fiercely.

Sure enough, I'm still a waste person after all...

"But don't worry! A few days ago, the sect leader has gone to the Shaolin Temple! If you ask for the I Ching tendons, there is hope that you can heal your hands and feet!"

Seeing this, he ignored it, and the old drunkard continued to explain.

It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes!

For himself, Xie Yifeng is the son of an enemy, and he can't wait to kill him!

But helplessly, the sect leader warned himself that he couldn't touch him!

"Hehe... What are you talking about? For my sake, the evil handsome went to the Shaolin Temple to ask for the I Ching tendons?"

As soon as these words came out, when he learned that there was hope for his hands and feet to be healed, his heart was full of excitement! But after learning that the evil handsome went to the Shaolin Temple for himself, Xie Yifeng sneered again and again.

How could it be! The evil commander always wanted his own life! How could he save himself?

Even if you bring yourself to the Holy Sect, I'm afraid you will be raised like a wasted person!

"Hehe, the old man has saved your life anyway, you hate the old man so much, won't you take revenge?"

Pacing in front of him, blinding Xie Yifeng, the old drunkard said with a smile.

Hearing this, remembering that at the beginning, the other party dissolved the poison in his body, and he was indeed benevolent to himself, Xie Yifeng stretched his brows and was silent.

He told himself in his heart that the other party had never harmed him! The culprit of all this was the evil handsome!

It's just that Xie Yifeng didn't know that it was the person in front of him who really harmed him!

"Hehe, how is your body recovering?"

Seeing this, he didn't care, and the old drunkard asked with a smile.

After thinking in his heart and blinding the other party, Xie Yifeng turned his head and remained silent.

"Old man, after drinking the medicinal soup in the past few days, my young master's body has almost recovered, but his hands and feet..."

On the side of the bed, seeing that the young master was silent, looking at the old drunkard, Sanbao hurriedly replied.

Now the young master and his own lives are in the hands of the Holy Sect, and they must not offend each other!

"Hmm... The old man's medicinal soup is only to treat his internal injuries, as for the tendons and bones of his hands and feet, the old man can't do anything..."

Hearing this, he shook his head, and the old drunkard said.

Hearing what he said, Xie Yifeng's eyes were wet and red, and he gritted his teeth fiercely.

Sure enough, I'm still a waste person after all...

"But don't worry! A few days ago, the sect leader has gone to the Shaolin Temple! If you ask for the I Ching tendons, there is hope that you can heal your hands and feet!"

Seeing this, he ignored it, and the old drunkard continued to explain.

It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes!

For himself, Xie Yifeng is the son of an enemy, and he can't wait to kill him!

But helplessly, the sect leader warned himself that he couldn't touch him!

"Hehe... What are you talking about? For my sake, the evil handsome went to the Shaolin Temple to ask for the I Ching tendons?"

As soon as these words came out, when he learned that there was hope for his hands and feet to be healed, his heart was full of excitement! But after learning that the evil handsome went to the Shaolin Temple for himself, Xie Yifeng sneered again and again.

How could it be! The evil commander always wanted his own life! How could he save himself?

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