After a while, Wei 13 walked in, holding a tray in both hands, and two bowls of soup and medicine were placed on the tray:

"Childe, drink the medicine!" Wei 13 handed the decoction to Mo Changfeng.

For some reason, Wei Thirteen's tone was a little harsh, as if he was angry?

Mo Changfeng took the decoction and muttered in his heart: Thirteen, what's wrong with her? How do you feel that she is angry? It doesn't make sense, I obviously just took a knife for her......

After a mouthful of hot medicine, Mo Changfeng only felt that his throat was abnormally hot, as if he was about to burn his throat.

"Ahh

"Thirteen! you want to burn me!"

Just as Mo Changfeng opened his mouth to count Wei Thirteen, he noticed Wei Thirteen's warm and angry look, and Wei Thirteen's eyes were red, as if he had just cried,

Looking at Wei Shisan suspiciously, Mo Changfeng felt a void in his heart, and swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

"Childe, the hotter the decoction, the better! Drink it while it's hot!" Wei Shisan raised his eyebrows, as if he was intent on making things difficult for Mo Changfeng,

“...... It's not hot, it's not hot, I'll drink it!" Seeing Wei Thirteen like this, Mo Changfeng was even more suspicious in his heart, so he had to endure the hot feeling and drink the two bowls of medicinal soup into his stomach.

Looking at Mo Changfeng's expression of being burned in his mouth and throat, the anger on Wei Shisan's face gradually faded;

But just a moment later, Wei Shisan's face was full of distress, and he said with concern: "Childe, is it too hot?"

"Hmm, it's not hot, it's not hot, I just said, the heat of the decoction is just right, it's just right."

Mo Changfeng waited for the burning sensation in his throat to subside a little, and then asked, "Thirteen, what happened after I fainted, you tell me about it." ”

"The ...... of that day"

When Wei 13 heard Mo Changfeng mention the events of that day, the look of horror suddenly appeared on his face again, as if what happened that day had stimulated this girl a lot.

Then, Wei 13 stabilized his mood, then sat in front of Mo Changfeng's bed, and said slowly: "Childe, things are like this......"

It turned out that Mo Changfeng had been in a coma for eight days.

Eight days ago,

When the Sword Intent Gate was forced to retreat into the Jedi, Jin Bufan suddenly arrived and killed several leaders of Wancailou to relieve the danger of Steward Zheng;

Then, Han Guangtian also rushed back;

Han Guangtian and Jin Bufan worked together to kill more than half of the leaders of Wancailou, which forced Wancailou and the others back.

The losses that day were too heavy, and the casualties of the Sword Intent Gate were nine out of ten!

Fortunately, after that battle, the remaining Yicheng disciples were all good hands in the sect, and the backbone of the Sword Intent Sect was retained so little;

Later, Han Guangtian didn't know what method he used to leave Jin Bufan, and after the two of them cultivated for two days, they teamed up to wash Wancailou with blood and kill all the leaders of Wancailou!

In the end, Jin Bufan left, and after Han Guangtian returned to the sect, he had been recuperating his body.

"Brother Han's injuries are not healed yet?"

Mo Changfeng was very happy to hear that Wancailou had collapsed, but at the mention of Han Guangtian's injury, Mo Changfeng's heart instantly rose again.

"How is Brother Han, help me find Big Brother!"

Concerned about Han Guangtian's comfort, Mo Changfeng dragged his injured body out of bed, and limped out of the house with the help of Wei 13.

In the Sword Intent Gate Villa,

Along the way, there were all disciples walking in a hurry, and there were also some attendants who were sorting out the damaged objects in the village, but the faint blood red in the bluestone floor was afraid that it would take a long time to recede, and the external force could not be removed.

Walking to the door of the conference hall, Mo Changfeng saw Han Guangtian and Steward Zheng from a distance.

now

Han Guangtian and Zheng were both wrapped in bandages, and they were explaining something to these dozens of disciples.

A moment later, the dozens of disciples received the order and left in a hurry.

"Big brother!"

Mo Changfeng stood at the door of the council hall and shouted from afar.

"Changfeng!" Han Guangtian turned his head, and when he saw Mo Changfeng, a look of ecstasy instantly appeared on his face.

Han Guangtian strode towards Mo Changfeng, and Steward Zheng also followed.

"Changfeng, are you okay with your injuries? ”

"Big brother, my injury is not in the way, but big brother should pay more attention to his body. ”

Han Guangtian and Mo Changfeng each checked each other's bodies and cared for each other.

"Haha!!"

Suddenly, the scene in front of the conference hall looked a little funny: Han Guangtian, Mo Changfeng, and Zheng Han, all of whom were more or less bandaged, were bandaged like mummies, standing at the door of the hall and laughing.

After the laughter,

Han Guangtian said with palpitations: "Changfeng, when did your sword qi turn out to be so powerful? If it weren't for your domineering sword qi a few days ago, I'm afraid our sword intent sect would have been doomed......

"Big brother, I don't know too much, it probably has something to do with that giant spirit sword......" Mo Changfeng touched his head, also very confused.

"Oh, the Djinn Sword?"

Han Guangtian and Steward Zheng glanced at each other and laughed: "So, the sword I gave Changfeng that day was really right, haha!"

"Haha," Steward Zheng also smiled;

For a moment, the three of them burst into laughter again.

Suddenly, Mo Changfeng thought of something, and asked, "Big brother, I wasn't very happy to see you just now, I don't know what the so-called thing is?"

"It's-"

Han Guangtian and Steward Zheng both showed a hint of helplessness on their faces.

Then, Steward Zheng shook his head lightly and said softly: "Brother Changfeng doesn't know, that day of death, my Sword Intent Sect lost nearly seventy percent of its strength!"

"Fortunately, the door master said that he moved the crazy knife Jin Bufan and swept the Wancai Building with us, but the problem is in this Wancai Building. ”

I saw Steward Zheng sigh lightly and said:

"We have washed Wancailou in blood, and their power and property will naturally be taken over by our Sword Intent Sect..."

"However, Wancailou has a lot of property in Shacheng, and with the current manpower of our Sword Intent Sect, we can't take it all over at all; ”

"However, just the night before yesterday, Zhao Shi, a bastard, actually used the city guards to forcibly occupy nearly half of the property in the city!"

Speaking of this, Steward Zheng was already slightly annoyed: "The door master is very angry with Zhao Shi's actions, but after all, our sword intent sect is so injured that we can't fight against the city guards, and in desperation, the door master is forced to acquiesce to Zhao Shi's actions." ”

"Acquiesced? Just let Zhao Shi occupy it? Zhao Shi is a bastard!"

Mo Changfeng was very resentful, and scolded the dog official many times: The apprentice of the Sword Intent Sect exchanged his life for the industry, and this dog thing actually took up nearly half of it with a move of his mouth.

Now Mo Changfeng really can't wait to kill Zhao Shi immediately.

"Changfeng, you are injured, you should not be angry!"

Han Guangtian smiled bitterly, patted Mo Changfeng's shoulder, and comforted: "Fortunately, Zhao Shi finally has a trace of self-knowledge, and on the second day of forcibly occupying the Wancailou property, he issued a notice in the city, and in the name of the government, most of the remaining properties of the Wancailou were assigned to the name of my Sword Intent Sect..."

Hearing this, the anger on Mo Changfeng's face was reduced a little.

At the same time, a smile appeared on Steward Zheng's face, and he whispered in a voice that could only be heard by the three of them: "Brother Changfeng doesn't know, on the day the door master washed the Wancai Building, we looted more than 30 million taels of silver tickets! Hehe, Zhao Shi didn't know about this matter, if he knew, I'm afraid this matter would not be so good." ”

"30 million taels of silver!90 billion little red fish!!"

Mo Changfeng's pupils shrank, and a look of joy instantly appeared on his face.

More than 30 million taels of silver, with this money, even if it is half a year, the Sword Intent Gate will become the number one super force in Shacheng, and its strength will also increase exponentially!

"Haha~~~!!"

Suddenly, the three of them burst into laughter......

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Then

Mo Changfeng naturally moved into the bamboo hut again.

The broken parts of the hut have been repaired, and the soil in the bamboo grove has been renovated several times, but occasionally a blood-red color can be seen.

Most of the bamboo trees in the forest have been cut down, and the remaining bamboo trees look so scattered...

day

Day by day,

After a few months of hard work, the Sword Intent Sect has not only recovered its former vitality, but also faintly improved its strength.

During this period, what made Mo Changfeng a little strange was that Wei Shisan, a girl, actually reduced the number of times she went to Zhao's place, and spent most of her time accompanying Mo Changfeng in the bamboo house.

With more people to serve, Mo Changfeng is also happy to be idle, focusing on martial arts all day long, and living a good life...

Spring goes to autumn, a year passes in the blink of an eye,

In a year, after several swords and sword shadows, the Sword Intent Gate has become the only super force in Shacheng, and no one dares to shake it anymore, even the former manor of Wancailou has been changed to the Sword Intent Gate rudder.

Han Guangtian's martial arts have advanced greatly, approaching the half-step strongest, but no matter how Han Guangtian catches up, he still can't catch up with the speed of Mo Changfeng's progress;

With Mo Changfeng's amazing internal strength and comprehension, the speed of progress has reached an appalling level: if Mo Changfeng and Han Guangtian compete alone, Han Guangtian thinks that he will lose to Mo Changfeng within fifty moves!

Even Han Guangtian looked up to the sky and sighed to himself: Although Mo Changfeng's swordsmanship is not as good as Ye Wentian's, his internal strength is beyond him...

After a year of service, Lu Ying went through twists and turns and was designated by Han Guangtian as Mo Changfeng's royal girl;

The reason why the word 'twists and turns' is used is because Mo Changfeng mentioned several times during the period that he did not need to be served by Lu Ying, but Han Guangtian did not allow it, and Lu Ying didn't know where to learn Mo Changfeng's thoughts......

Speaking of Wei Thirteen, this little girl has grown up completely, fourteen-year-old Miao Ling'er: her head has reached Mo Changfeng's ears, she has long fluttering hair, and she looks like a beautiful girl......