Just now, the little apprentice was crying and ran in, "Sect Master, the Sect Master is amazing!"

Lu Feng shivered, and he was in a hurry just now, but his brothers started fighting. What happened to him crying this time?!

"Uncle Cheng Zhi is dead!" The little apprentice cried, "I just died, my body is still hot..."

"How could this happen?" Lu Feng stomped his feet, "Didn't I let him go back to the house and think about it?"

"He died in the house!" The little apprentice wiped his face, "Before he entered the house, he told me to get a pot of chrysanthemum tea for him to calm down. I took the tea and found that the door was locked. After slapping for a long time, there was no movement. He took the door and took a detour around the window. I heard a strange sound of "cough cough". I pierced the window paper and looked... Oh my god, Uncle Cheng Zhi was lying on the chair, with the boss on his neck, and was spraying blood out!"

Lu Feng's face turned pale and he was about to go see Cheng Zhi.

"Chen Zhi is dead?" Bai Yutang grabbed Lu Feng and asked the little apprentice.

"Yes, I called someone. When everyone bumped into the door, Uncle Master died!" the little apprentice replied.

Everyone frowned slightly.

"Then I really shouldn't have gone to find Cheng Zhi now." Zhan Zhao glanced at Bai Yutang.

Bai Yutang nodded and asked Lu Feng, "Where is Wang Luo living?"

Lu Feng was stunned and then slapped his head, "You think the next person who is killed may be him..."

"Speak quickly."

"Longyintan..." Lu Feng just finished speaking and pointed to the east, and was lifted up by Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao, using their light skills to the direction of his finger. His movements were so fast that Bao Zheng and others were not prepared.

Gongsun was anxious, "Take me with me!"

Zhao Pu also waved his hand, "What are you going to do? It's like a sword and a sword..."

"If Wang Luo gets caught, he has a breath left, I can save him!"

Gongsun Yiyu revealed the dreamer, and Zhao Pu quickly reached out to take him and chased Bai Yutang and the others.

Gongsun moved, "Why are you hugging me so tightly?!"

Zhao Pu felt that he was unreasonable. Could you leave it to you?!

The others looked at each other, Ouyang Shaozheng picked up the little Sizi who was so anxious that he jumped up and followed. The black shadow carried the color and made him feel very friendly. Lord Bao, who was completely indifferent.

In the end, Ziying and Zheying were left, but they had no choice but to carry Grand Master Pang and chase him.

When they arrived at Longyintan, everyone had no time to study why Longyintan was called, so they rushed directly into the other courtyard.

A little apprentice who was sweeping the floor said that after Wang Luo came back, he went into the study and sulked. He also took a few jars of wine to drink. He had always had a bad alcohol tolerance and might have been drunk.

While speaking, Zhan Zhao and others heard a "bang" sound inside, as if it was the sound of the wine jar breaking.

Several of the little apprentices shrank their necks - Wang Luo has always been irritable, so don't drink too much and hit someone later.

Zhan Zhao stepped forward and kicked open the door.

At this moment, the scene in front of you was strange and terrifying.

Several young apprentices gasped, and they sat on the ground with their legs weakened...

Wang Luo was leaning on the chair at this time, tilting his face and opening his mouth, his eyes as if they were about to fall out, and his hands were scratching around him, and a huge hole was opened at his erection neck, and blood was spraying out like a spring. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed that people could shed so much blood.

Gongsun shouted, "Cover his wound quickly." While saying that, he opened the bag around his waist and pulled out the needle bag and medicine bag.

When Gongsun said something, everyone was stunned for the first time... How could they cover their wounds?

But Xiao Sizi kept rushing up to cover his wounds, but unfortunately he was too short to reach.

He was jumping around, and his collar was pulled out by someone, and he was thrown out without any bias. He was thrown to Ziying.

Ziying hugged her quickly, Zhan Zhao frowned slightly... Bai Yutang went up and pressed Wang Luo's wound.

Blood was still surging out. After a while, his hands and snow-white clothes were covered in blood, and his sleeves were almost all dyed red.

But here, only Bai Yutang is in white clothes, and this one is red and white, which is indescribable.

Bai Yutang held Wang Luo's neck with one hand and pressed the hideous wound with the other, and asked Gongsun, "Can you save it?"

"Yes, don't let go..." Before Gongsun finished speaking, Bai Yutang's face suddenly changed.

Zhao Pu shouted, "Be careful!"

Gongsun felt that Zhao Pu grabbed his collar and pulled it back hard... At the same time, something passed through his eyes with a "swoosh". He just watched the cold light flash, and a strand of his hair was peeled into two pieces.

At the same time, Zhan Zhao flew out of the window and chased him out. While everyone saw him out, a black shadow climbed out of the courtyard wall.

Zhao Pu waved his hands to the three shadow guards, and the three and Ouyang chased them out to help Zhan Zhao encircle the man in black. That person should be the murderer.

Zhao Pu helped Gongsun Wen and looked at the wall beside him with half a piece of scale nailed.

Gongsun was afraid that he would not have time to care about what had happened just now, because after delaying for a while, Wang Luo was really dead.

Gongsun quickly took out the needle. In a blink of an eye, thirty-six golden needles almost pierced Wang Luo's chest, and another large bag of silver needles were taken out. Bai Yutang couldn't count how many it was, but Gongsun's method of laying the needle was amazingly fast... After a while, Wang Luo was almost pierced into a hedgehog.

Gongsun opened the medicine bag and said, "Little Four."

At this time, Xiao Sizi had already come in with a small bowl of water, holding half a bowl of water, and said, "Half a bowl of water, a spoonful of white vinegar and a spoonful of candy."

Zhao Pu was wondering - cooking?

Gongsun poured all the medicine powder into a bowl, stirred it with his fingers a few times, and the medicine powder condensed into a paste, a bowl full of white, and it seemed to become more and more viscous.

Gongsun turned around and let Bai Yutang let go.

Before Bai Yutang let go of his hand, he glanced at Wang Luo.

He actually didn't believe that Wang Luo could survive like this, but strangely, although Wang Luo's face was still pale, he was not as dying as before. At this time, he looked at Bai Yutang with his eyes, and his eyes were like persistence that people wanted to live or not.

Bai Yutang withdrew his hand...the movement was very slow, afraid that blood would come out...but not!

Zhao Pu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, praising Gongsun's magic. The hundreds of needles he had stabbed in that moment really stopped the blood.

Zhao Pu suddenly felt a little regretful. His behavior of despising the scholar was actually quite ignorant. There were people outside the heavens. If even Wang Luo could save him, the scholar would be the living Bodhisattva of the King of Hell. If he had been taken to the military camp early, I don’t know how many people had been saved.

Zhao Pu couldn't help but sigh - it was so stupid to keep him out of his own cleverness.

Gongsun handed the medicine bowl to Bai Yutang to help temporarily hold the pillar, and then pulled out a bag.

Zhao Pu and Bai Yutang were sweating in cold sweat when they saw it - a pack of needles and threads and knife and forks.

Wang Luo was shocked and sweaty when he saw Minghuang swaying. Unfortunately, he could not move or speak now, so he only asked for help and looked at Bai Yutang.

Bai Yutang was calm and said, "Don't move!"

Wang Luo looked at the sky, so he had to stay still and leave it to fate.

Then, Gongsun did something that made everyone frown. He lowered his head, took the needle and thread and started working hard like sewing clothes.

Zhao Pu looked at the little fourth son and squatted down and asked in a low voice, "It doesn't matter if your father?"

The little Sizi took out a handkerchief and folded it around and was quite busy. She glanced at Zhao Pu, "Of course!"

Zhao Pu curled his lips.

The little fourth son gave him a veil, "Wipe the sweat to my father."

"Sweat?" Zhao Pu was surprised. Gongsun stood still and couldn't move. He could still sweat? But when he leaned over, he saw Gongsun's face was covered in sweat, dense, but he didn't have time to wipe it.

Zhao Pu quickly went up and gently pressed Gongsun's face. As for why he had to gently... he didn't know.

Gongsun finished sewing, took the bowl of ointment that was sticky to the date paste in Bai Yutang's hand, grabbed it and applied it to Wang Luo's neck. After a while, Wang Luo felt that something was fixed on his neck. It turned out that the ointment was hard and it looked like a stone.

Wang Luo straightened his neck, but his eyes could turn around and he was a little dizzy.

Gongsun began to pull out the needle on his body, "It will be cured if the wound is raised for a few days. You are lucky and have a broken bone in your neck. This hoop must be held for three months. When the bones are well, it can be removed. The sound may be a little hoarse in the future and it will not be cured."

Wang Luo was surprised. Who cares about whether it sounds or not? It is a miracle to survive...

Lu Feng chanted "Amitabha Buddha."

When the needles were pulled out, Wang Luo could move. He opened his mouth and Gongsun glared at him, "Don't talk these days!"

Wang Luo quickly shut up - What a murderer, he is even more scary than Bai Yutang.

Thinking of Bai Yutang, Wang Luo glanced at him squintly.

Bai Yutang stood calmly beside him, and took a wet veil and was wiping his hands. There was a large piece of blood on his snow-white clothes.

Wang Luo pursed his lips. He was drinking and swearing in the house. He was just now talking to Bai Yutang's ancestors for the eighteen generations. Now, he felt that he was in a bad mood.

Just as he was about to apologize to Bai Yutang and thank him... But he saw Bai Yutang suddenly raised his head and walked quickly to the window.

At the same time, a man in black flew in from outside the yard and fell heavily to the ground.

Above the courtyard wall, Zhan Zhao stood there, holding the sword with his hands behind his back, as if he had just returned from a walk, and raised his eyebrows and muttered in a low voice, "I told you not to run away, can you run away?"

Zhao Pu came over and looked at it and found that the man in black was not tied up or had acupuncture, but he was lying on the ground and foaming at his mouth and his eyes turned white. His legs seemed to have cramps and his whole body was convulsing.

Zhao Pu and Bai Yutang looked at each other. What's going on?

At this time, I saw Ouyang Shaozheng climbing up the courtyard wall with great difficulty, lying on the wall and panting, as if he was tired as if he had been running on foot for 800 miles.

"Haha..." Ouyang Shaozheng waved to Xiao Sizi, "Little Sizi, bring me a glass of water."

The little Sizi hurried over with the water cup.

The wall was not high, Ouyang Shaozheng reached out to pick up the water, and heard Ziying's screams coming from outside, "I want it too! Damn my legs are cramped!"
To be continued...