"Grandpa, I'm back!" Li Jingwen carried Mo Suifeng on his back, carried two large bags of things in his hand, and walked quickly into the courtyard of a stone house. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oh, it's Wenwen back, come in and help, there is a patient in need of first aid!" a slightly older voice came from the back room.

"Ahh

However, before he could reply, Teng Teng, strong and powerful footsteps sounded from the house, and a tall strange man walked out of the inner room with an anxious look.

"Who are you?" Li Jingwen's face changed suddenly, and he shouted violently.

The man who walked out of the room, two meters tall, the most striking thing is, there is a huge scar on his face, although the scar is only an inch deep, but it is too long, fortunately it did not hurt the eyes, from the door of the head obliquely downward, the whole face seems to have been cut in half, bright red flesh thorns, yearning to turn, very hideous and terrifying!

"Wenwen, don't be rude! This is the person who came to ask for healing, hurry up and come in to help, don't be sluggish!" The old voice came out again.

"Oh!" Li Jingwen suddenly realized, only then did he know that his grandfather was not an uncertain prophet, but that there were also patients in the house.

"Grandpa, I think you'd better come out first! I've also brought back a wounded man, and now I don't know whether he's dead or alive! But if you don't come out again, I'm sure you'll be dead." Li Jingwen said as he put the humanoid black charcoal behind him on the stone chair in the courtyard.

"Alas?!What an eventful season, and the wounded, you can really add to the chaos. The old man knew what his grandson was, and without being verbose, he immediately walked out of the house.

This old man, with a ruddy complexion, crane hair and a childish face, long snow-white hair, and fluttering sleeves, looks like an old fairy outside the world.

"Wenwen, is this the wounded?" the old man pointed to the black charcoal on the stone chair with his hand in confusion.

"Well, it's him! This is what I met on the way home, although I didn't breathe, but there was still a heartbeat, the situation was very weird, but I only know so much, the specific situation, grandpa, you better see for yourself!" Li Jingwen was articulate, and explained the situation clearly in three eyes.

The old man looked at the humanoid black charcoal, then looked at his own Li Jingwen, and said very meaningfully: "Save people's lives, don't be greedy, don't think about it, clean yourself, Wenwen, you did a good job this time!"

Li Jingwen saw that his grandfather did not blame him, but praised him, his heart was a lot more relaxed, thinking of his previous behavior, he blushed, lowered his little head, and said: "Wenwen remembers grandpa's teachings, and does not dare to think about it." ”

While saying this, Li Jingwen secretly made up his mind, grandpa is old, a lie needs too many lies to complete, if he makes grandpa angry and loses himself for that little money, it is really not worth it. Fortunately, I reined in the precipice, I can't make a mistake, I definitely can't do this in the future, I really can't change my heart with my heart!

When Li Jingwen was stunned, the old man made a preliminary diagnosis of Mo Suifeng.

The old man sighed and said to Li Jingwen, "Wenwen, you can send him into your room, this person does still have a heartbeat, but it is very difficult to cure it!"

"Grandpa, isn't this person dead?" Li Jingwen asked curiously, "It's all burned like this!"

"Well, it stands to reason that this person should have died a long time ago, but the world is so big that who can tell. This person's physical body is extremely powerful, and his resistance to flames is extremely high, although it seems that there is no vitality at all, but somehow, there are extremely strong energy fluctuations in the physical body. Wenwen, you go and prepare a dose of Qibao Peiyuan Soup, and soak this person in a wooden barrel for a while. That's all we can do, do our best, and let the fate of heaven be!"

"Mr. Li, I don't know how I can help?" asked the tall man with a little restraint.

"That's fine, this strong man, you can help my grandson in a while, and clean up this one! There are too many old skins, which hinders the absorption of medicinal power!" the old man smiled slightly and said to the tall man.

"No problem, just wrap these on me" The big man replied angrily, his mouth and nose were injured, and his speech was not unfavorable.

"Brother Di, I can need it too!" A crisp but very weak voice sounded in the room, and with this voice, a little girl walked out, and it was Mo Suifeng's little maid --- picturesque.

"Picturesque girl, it's windy outside, Di can still handle this little thing!" the tall man grinned.

But Dahan Zhaoran found that the little girl stared at the human-shaped coke on the stone chair in a picturesque manner, as if she had been shocked, and the whole person was stupid, her face turned white, and tears came out of her eyes.

"Childe, Childe, what's wrong with you?" others didn't know it, but the picture could see at a glance that this black charcoal was not his own son--- Young Master Zhong Jie?

Ruhua cried, ran over desperately, hugged Mo Suifeng tightly, and cried heartbreakingly.

This scorched person is Mo Suifeng, he was fatally injured when fighting against the Immortal Black Flame, if it weren't for the three methods of Mixed Yuan True Body, Yanhuang Small World, and Nine Turns Tibetan Elephant Sutra to resist in turn, he would have been burned to death, but Rao is so, and now he is also unconscious, completely falling into silence.

The tall man is none other than Di Jinlong, the deputy captain of the 20th squad of the Blood War Department, and the patient in the room is none other than the Ouyang family's Tianjiao figure, his cheap sister, Ouyang Qingcheng, but unfortunately, this Ouyang Qingcheng is also in a coma at the moment. Alas, what a sad sister and brother.

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In the City Lord's Mansion of the Blood Battle City, Ouyang Zhending and Ouyang Zhenyi, looking at the secret report on the table, both of them were pale, a second ago, they were still discussing Ouyang Qingcheng and Zhong Jie in high spirits, and they both felt that they had found a rare talent, and the rise of the family was in sight, and they received such news in the next second.

"Secret report: December 24, 89832 in the Blood River Calendar.

Luo Wuji, a member of the twentieth squad of the Blood War Department, was discovered thousands of miles away by the Chiyan Patrol Brigade in Chiyan City.

Luo Wuji died due to his injuries and rescue efforts failed.

Stimulated by the secret method, Luo Wuji briefly returned to his soul, and Luo accused Ouyang Qingcheng of killing all the other members of the Twentieth Squad of the Blood War Department together with Di Jinlong, the deputy captain of the Twentieth Squad of the Blood War Department, and a young man in a red robe.

Luo Wuji escaped because of his speed, but on the way to escape, he met the Black Saint Skeletron and was stunned by the Skeletron.

After waking up, Luo Wuji witnessed Luo, Di, and the red-robed youth working together to kill the Black Saint Skeleton King, and later Ouyang Qingcheng and the red-robed youth fought over a finger bone treasure, and finally the red-robed youth was killed by Ouyang Qingcheng, and Ouyang Qingcheng and Di Jinlong were seriously injured. Luo Wuji was killed by Ouyang Qingcheng's blood spirit and was in a state of near death with thunder and lightning.

All of the above information was dictated by Luo Wuji after the anti-soul and could not be verified. However, the bones of the Black Saint Skeleton King were found at the scene, and the bones were broken in many places, missing the middle phalanx of his left hand.

Red Flame City Chasing Wind and Exploring the Secrets. “