"Senior Guan! Tell me how you can save Shen Shaoxia!"

Knowing that Shen Shaoxia was saved, Zhong Shixuan was dumbfounded, and immediately asked in a rough voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen, hundreds of years ago, the Absolute Dust Sect Master had broken his muscles and veins, and he was in danger, but in the end, his master, Master Hui Ku, used the Shaolin Temple's peerless Yi Jin Sutra to repair his tendons!"

Nodding, his eyes scanning the crowd, Guan Que explained in a loud voice.

"That's right! Yi Jin Jing! It's Yi Jin Jing! Shen Shaoxia is saved! We are really confused, Shen Shaoxia is a disciple of the Juekong Divine Monk, and the Juekong Divine Monk is the previous abbot, and the mental method he cultivates is the Yijin Sutra!"

Hearing this, Qi Zhongyi's eyes lit up, and his face showed surprise!

Its internal force is neutral and mild, easy to gas, easy to blood, easy to fine, easy to pulse, easy to marrow, easy to bone, easy to tendon, easy to hair, easy to shape!

"Yes, since the Yijin Jing can save Shen Shaoxia, now there are only three days, don't delay, rush to Shaolin Temple as soon as possible!"

Knowing the efficacy of the Yi Jin Sutra, Huo Shihua looked at Guan Que and hurriedly said in a loud voice.

"Okay! There is no time to delay! The old man will go to find the carriage and take Shen Shaoxia to the Shaolin Temple as soon as possible to find the Juekong Divine Monk!"

Nodding, Guan Que said with a solemn expression.

"Everyone, now that the danger has been saved, the two of us have decided to send Shen Shaoxia to Shaolin to each other, I don't know what your plans are?"

After reading it, Guan Que and his wife glanced at each other and asked in a loud voice.

"There's been a lot going on in the last few days... We decided to stay in Jincheng first, and tomorrow we will handle Brother Xie's funeral, as for the corpse..."

Looking at each other, Qi Zhongyi frowned and sighed.

"Ahem, ahem... Qi Zhangmen... Tomorrow... One of you dressed up in disguise, and after Uncle Xie's funeral, you stole his body... Overnight sent back to Haoyi Villa for burial... If Nangong Huang asks for the guilt, you can push it all away..."

Leaning on Xiao'er's arms, his lips moved lightly, and Shen Wuxian weakly made a plan.

"Good strategy! Shen Shaoxia! Thank you! In this way, Brother Xie can rest in peace..."

Hearing this, he glanced at Qi Zhongyi, and Zhong Shixu said happily.

"Ahem, ahem... Zhong Gang Master, I'm still bothering you... Gotta find my big brother..."

Nodding, Shen Wuxian looked at Zhong Shixu and asked with a pale expression.

"Shen Shaoxia, don't worry! Zhong will definitely find Feng'er!"

hugged his fists, seeing that Shen Wuxian was in danger now, but he had been thinking about Xie Yifeng in his heart, Zhong Shixu said with a respectful expression.

"Shen Shaoxia, today's life-saving grace, the six major factions will keep it in mind! I hope you will recover from your injuries as soon as possible and repay you!"

There was also admiration in his eyes, and Qi Zhongyi clenched his fists and agreed.

Beside him, hearing Qi Zhongyi's words, the rest of the heads all looked at Shen Wuxian and hugged their fists gratefully.

But Yang Lingfeng was the only one with a calm face, and his eyes were full of disappointment!

I thought that Shen Wuxian would definitely die, but I never thought that there was such a miracle as Yi Jin Jing in this world, which could save his life!

Subsequently, the hour must not be delayed, after Guan Que found a carriage, put Shen Wuxian into the carriage, and immediately went out of the city with his wife and Xiao'er, and rushed to Shaolin Temple!

And Qi Zhongyi and others rushed back to the beggar gang to heal their injuries and began to handle Xie Junhao's funeral!

...............

At night, Jincheng is in the killing hall.

In the hall, Nangong Huang sat on the main chair with a gloomy face.

Unexpectedly, since Shen Wuxian appeared, he would fail one after another!

First, Xie Junhao was rescued, and then the Ghost Hades King left with his hands!

All of this is because of that damn Shen Wuxian!

However, now that Shen Wuxian has ninety percent of his body's muscles and veins, I'm afraid he won't live for a few days!

The anger in my heart has also dissipated a little!

"Qiqi Shouzun, according to the report of the spies, the heads of the six major factions have returned to the chief helm of the beggar gang to heal their injuries, and the Tianya Shuangxia took Shen Wuxian and drove the carriage out of the city, planning to go to the Shaolin Temple..."

Just as Nangong Huang was sneering in his heart, Mu Tong walked into the hall and respectfully reported.

"Hmm... The Twin Heroes of the End of the World took Shen Wuxian to the Shaolin Temple?"

Hearing this, Nangong Huang frowned, and couldn't help muttering to himself in confusion.

Now that Shen Wuxian is dying, what are they going to do in Shaolin?

"Yi Jin Jing!"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind, and Nangong Huang immediately stood up and exclaimed.

So it was, they wanted to go to Shaolin Temple and use the Yijin Sutra to save Shen Wuji's life!

"Hehe... God help me..."

After exclaiming, Nangong Huang put his hands behind his back, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer.

If you are in this Jincheng, you are afraid of that big man!

But now that Shen Wuxian and the others are out of the city, if they secretly start and don't know it, how can that big man blame himself?

"Mu Tong! Inform Xingzhi and Ming Chong, let them dress up in disguise, don't reveal their identities, stop the carriage on the way, and send Shen Wuxian and his party... Kill it!"

After laughing, looking at Mu Tong, Nangong Huang waved his hand and ordered with a majestic expression.

"Yes!

Hearing this, Mu Tong clenched his fists and took the order, immediately turned around and walked out of the hall, and went to command.

"Hmph! If I don't kill you, the deity will not be able to understand the hatred in my heart..."

Looking at Mu Tong's departing back, Nangong Huang's eyes flashed sharply, and he gritted his teeth.

...............

At the same time, on the forest road outside Jincheng, by the moonlight, a horse-drawn carriage galloped.

Wielding a long whip in his hand, Guan Que drove the carriage with a worried expression.

In the carriage, Xiao'er sat cross-legged, holding the dying Shen Wuxian in her arms.

"Xiao'er... Thank you for your hard work..."

Looking at Xiao'er, Shen Wuxian smiled weakly.

"Xiao'er is not hard, as long as Brother Shen can get better, Xiao'er is not hard at all..."

Shaking her head gently, looking at Brother Shen's weak appearance, her heart was very painful, Xiao'er lowered her head, and gradually tears rolled in her eyes.

"Don't cry... Shrewd... It's going to be ugly if you cry... Brother Shen likes Xiao'er's happy appearance... Laugh a little... Obedient..."

Seeing this, he frowned slightly, wanting to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes for Xiao'er, but he couldn't move, Shen Wuxian smiled bitterly, and could only comfort softly.

Hearing this, the jade hand wiped away the tears on her face, Xiao'er's red lips raised lightly, and she reluctantly smiled.

"Hmm... Xiao'er laughed... It's beautiful..."

Looking at each other, Shen Wuxian smiled weakly.

"Joe, old-timer... This trip to Shaolin Temple, I'm tired of you..."

After that, looking at Qiao Lan, who also looked worried and red-eyed in the carriage, Shen Wuxian thanked him.

"Silly boy... Talk less, rest more..."

Hearing this, he handed out his wrinkled hand and touched Shen Wuxian's forehead, Qiao Lan said softly.

"It's so warm... Before... When I was sick, my mother touched my forehead like this..."

On his forehead, feeling the warmth of the other party's palm, Shen Wuxian's lips moved lightly, and he recalled weakly.

"Kid... Where's your father?"

His eyes were full of kindness, and he continued to caress Shen Wuji's forehead, Qiao Lan asked in a harmonious voice.

"Dead... I died when I was very young... Home is gone... They left me alone..."

With a sad look on his face, Shen Wuxian replied weakly.

"Kid... If you don't dislike it, I'll be your mother..."

Hearing this, her eyes became even more moist, and she stroked Shen Wuxian's forehead, and Qiao Lan said distressedly.

"Since childhood... I envy those children, they have mothers and fathers, but I don't... I really can... Do you call you mother..."

Looking at Qiao Lan, there was a burst of warmth in his heart, and Shen Wuxian said with a longing expression.

"Hmm!"

With a kind smile on her face, Qiao Lan nodded solemnly.

...............