After Hu Die left, Zhang Jing was the only one left in the alley. Without any worries, Zhang Jing fully mobilized the energy he had cultivated for many years in his body to nurse his injuries. The energy in his body moved with all his strength and moved his chest.

The bones in the position slowly reset.

After about ten minutes, Zhang Jing reset the broken bones in his body, and his whole body was able to move a little. Even so, a slight movement could make Zhang Jing frown in pain, grinning with his hands.

He stood on the ground, supported his body, endured the severe pain in his chest, frowned, and climbed up from the ground with difficulty.

Later, Zhang Jing picked up the wallet that the female thief had left behind, looked through it, and found that except for the cash, all the documents were still there, so as not to have to go through the procedures again in the future. So thinking

, Zhang Jing breathed a sigh of relief and put it into a pocket of his coat. After that, Zhang Jing took out a mobile phone from another pocket.

Hu Die also touched the mobile phone on Zhang Jing's body at that time, but it was not like the purple tremble wood antique box. It was a valuable thing, not worth much, and it had to be resold with a lot of effort, so it was despised.

The butterfly was never taken away.

Zhang Jing could bear the pain of several broken bones if he gritted his teeth, but the most serious thing on his body was not these, but the internal injuries caused by Lu Qingyun's two-handed cannon punches during the fight. He just picked up his wallet.

A few simple actions like taking out a mobile phone has already affected the internal injuries in the body, and it has reached the point where it is seriously aggravated.

Zhang Jing's family knew about his family affairs. Seeing this, he had to walk a few steps slowly and sit against a wall in the alley. Only then did he feel better. Then, Zhang Jing opened the address book on his mobile phone and turned to his own address.

I dialed the master's number. Even if I didn't get the box back and finish what the master told me, I still had to explain it to the master.

Sitting in a luxurious study room, Murong Song narrowed his eyes slightly and had no intention of reading the books in his hands. He kept paying attention to the phone on the table. As soon as the phone rang, he would immediately pick it up and wait for Zhang Jing's good news.

"Dingle bell...Dingle bell..."

As soon as the phone rang twice, Murong Song immediately stretched out his right hand. Seeing that it was Zhang Jing's number, he immediately picked it up and answered it.

"Zhang Jing, is the matter done? Where are you? I'll send someone to pick you up!" It was related to the box that Master Duxu wanted, so as soon as he saw Zhang Jing's phone number, Murong Song immediately asked two questions in succession.

asked a question, with a look of Xiyi in his eyes, eager to hear Zhang Jing's affirmative answer.

Hearing Murong Song's question, Zhang Jing suddenly showed a bitter look on his face and said with a bitter smile: "Master, I failed! The opponent is a master, I can't beat him! Cough cough... cough cough..."

As he spoke, Zhang Jing couldn't help coughing due to the serious injury, and another pool of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Zhang Jing's answer was the kind of answer Murong Song least wanted to hear, or the kind he didn't think about at all. Zhang Jing reported great hope and facts.

The situation was reversed, forming a strong gap. The heavy gap suddenly made Murong Song feel weak. Even the phone in his hand could not be held. He only felt that his eyesight went dark, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

He collapsed on the armchair behind him and almost fainted.

Knowing that he had not completed his task, Zhang Jing forcibly swallowed a mouthful of spicy blood and said to Murong Song intermittently: "Ahem...Master, I...please...punish...ahem..." As he said this, he couldn't help but cough.

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Murong Song, who was slumped on the armchair, was a man who had been working hard in the business world for many years. After a while, he recovered. Hearing Zhang Jing's intermittent words and coughing, he suddenly felt something bad and said anxiously: "Zhang Jing,

Are you seriously injured? Don't worry, tell me your address and I'll call someone over right away."

"I'm at the entrance of an alley next to the train station. Ahem..."

After Zhang Jing heard Murong Song's words, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He suppressed the discomfort in his body and told Murong Song where he was.

After Murong Song got Zhang Jing's address, he quickly took out another phone and ordered someone to go down and take Zhang Jing to the hospital. After finishing everything, Murong Song seemed to have aged several years in an instant, and the white hair on his forehead seemed to have faded.

There were a few more. Sitting down on the armchair, Murong Song couldn't help but blame himself for a while. He didn't expect that this matter with a very small possibility of failure failed.

Over the years, the Murong family has made enemies on all sides, and there is no strong family power. In the past, they had the help of the Shangqing sect, and those young people did not dare to take any action. However, in recent years, the people of the Shangqing sect have not paid much attention to the human world, and they are not interested in Murong.

The family seems to have no interest anymore, so at this time, the Murong family seems to have unlimited prosperity, but in fact it has reached a precarious situation. In the end, it is because they lack the foundation to make a fortune. Someone can hire a killer at any time and kill the entire Murong family.

This time, after discovering the secret artifact of the Supreme Purity that Master Duxu asked him to pay close attention to, Murong Song's mind became active. If he could continue to connect with the Supreme Purity Sect, then those young men would not dare to do anything.

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You must know that the masters of the Shangqing Sect are truly legendary figures. Murong Song once saw the Taoist Master Duxu, with five thunder magic envoys in one hand, and the thunder snake danced like lightning. With one palm strike,

A small tree as big as a bowl turned into charcoal immediately, and it looked like a fairy.

Murong Song, who discovered the secret artifact of the Shangqing Dynasty, was afraid that others would see what he was thinking, so he secretly put it in his daughter's bag and ordered her to come back by train. Later, he asked Zhang Jing to accompany him all the way.

Protect this thing in secret. All this is done in secret, even my own daughter doesn't know about it.

But he never thought that there was something wrong with this matter. Could it be that Zhang Jing leaked the news? Afterwards, Murong Song shook his head. Zhang Jing and Zhang Fu were his confidants and would never betray him. But, in the end, which family and

Against yourself?

Murong Song frowned. For a long time, he still couldn't think of anything. He couldn't figure out which family was against him. If he could injure Zhang Jing with his bare hands, that person must be quite strong. How could such a master do it for no reason?

He took action and headed straight for the secret object of the Supreme Purity. Therefore, Murong Song did not think that this was just an accident at all, and stubbornly believed that some family was against him.

I can't understand, life still has to go on, things still have to be done. Thinking that Master Duxu is on the way here, Murong Song has another headache. It is not easy to offend such a person who is like a fairy. He made trouble.

It's a mistake. If I see Taoist Duxu, I don't know how to face him.

Forget it, before the arrival of Taoist Master Duxu, it is still important to find the lost secret object of the Supreme Purity. Otherwise, he will feel uncomfortable. Then, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in Murong Song's eyes, and he made a decision in his heart, secretly saying: Humph,
Chapter completed!