"Ling'er, you must tell me today......! Otherwise, I'll go back by myself and leave you alone!" Zhong Gong was about to turn around and leave.

Ling'er hurried to stop Zhong Gong, although she couldn't tell Zhong Gong the secret, but it was okay to be perfunctory.

Just when Ling'er turned around to pull Zhong Gong, she saw that the sleeve of Zhong Gong's right elbow was stained with some blood. She exclaimed in surprise: "How can there be blood on your sleeves?

The red stung Ling'er's eyes, and she suddenly felt very uneasy.

"Bloodstains, won't it?" Zhong Gong followed Ling'er's line of sight and twisted his arm to look at the sleeve on the right, and sure enough, he saw a faint bloodstain at the elbow. Due to the dark color of his robe, it is not easy to spot without looking closely.

"What's going on?" Zhong Gong was even more surprised than Ling'er. The blood stain looked like it had only just been stained. He didn't leave the inn after changing his robe, so he ......

Zhong Gong suddenly thought of something, and said anxiously: "When Shi Cai went downstairs, I collided with Ah Yang, it seems that it was an elbow here......

"You hit his left back?" Ling'er asked in horror.

This Zhong Gong didn't pay attention, he frowned and said, "At that time, Ah Yang was on my right side, if he hit it...... It could really be the left midfielder. ”

Ling'er was shocked when she heard this, and the herbs in her hand fell to the ground, and the whole person shook with it.

Zhong Gong was afraid that Ling'er would fall, so he hurriedly helped her, and asked with concern, "Ling'er, are you okay?"

Ling'er felt a great pain in her heart, it turned out that the bloodstain was really left by Brother Yang!

"But I didn't use much strength at that moment! Could it be that Ah Yang had an injury to his left lower back?" Zhong Gong seemed to react.

On the night of Miaofeng Villa, he and Zhong Long were sent by Ji Cangyu to pick up the people from the chessboard village, and they didn't know that Xu Jun caught Ling'er and forced the black-clothed assassin to appear.

Later the next day, he heard that the black-clad Assassin had tumbled down a steep slope, and his fate was uncertain. He immediately went to Ling'er, and was relieved until he learned that Qi Yang was fine.

So Zhong Gong didn't know where Qi Yang was injured and where he was injured.

Ling'er didn't answer, but seeing her sad appearance, Zhong Gong also knew the answer.

Zhong Gong stomped his foot reproachfully, and said guiltily: "It's all my fault! If I had been careful, I wouldn't have done this! That collision would definitely tear the wound open." ”

"You can't be blamed for this, you don't know. And I'm ......" Ling'er lowered her eyes sadly.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhong Gong asked.

"I should stay at the inn to accompany Brother Yang and take care of him. Ling'er said faintly.

"But you don't know that I hurt him. Zhong Gong couldn't bear to see Ling'er blame himself.

"Brother Yang, he was originally going to come together, but when we went downstairs, we heard Brother Yang say that he was a little tired and couldn't go. How could Brother Yang shirk the responsibility of protecting the elders to Uncle Ji's people because he was tired? he must have been so painful that he couldn't walk!" Ling'er said, shedding tears of distress.

"Then you can only blame Zhong Long!" Zhong Gong remembered that Ling'er heard that Qi Yang couldn't go at that time, and he was very worried and wanted to go up to see Qi Yang, but Zhong Long heard that the fish in the Juma River were delicious, so he couldn't wait to catch the fish, and forcibly pulled Ling'er away.

"Brother Yang is suffering, and I'm here to collect medicine!No, I have to go back and take care of him quickly!" After Ling'er finished speaking, he picked up his breath and ran down the mountain, not caring about the herbs that had been picked.

Zhong Gong resignedly lifted the herb bag on the ground and followed.

"Huh, Miss Ling'er...... This is ......" Yang Rui, who was rushing to find them, was puzzled when he saw Ling'er hurriedly descending the mountain.

"Let's go back first!" Zhong Gong, who followed closely behind Ling'er, left this sentence and left.

Yang Rui raised his eyebrows, did they need to be in such a hurry to get back to the inn? How could they run faster than those fleeing Demon Sect disciples in Shicai?

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