"Sorry, I woke you up." Chang Jingyu apologized dryly, and slid down against the door.

"Are you going to slaughter a pig?" Lu Yinshuang got up and smoothed the folds of his clothes, and walked to Chang Jingyu.

Chang Jingyu's voice was muffled, as if he was desperately restraining the pain: "It's not killing either."

"Hmph, mixed up with this miserable scene, why didn't the Law Enforcement Hall take you to heal your wounds? You are not afraid that you will be released to die in the inn and affect other people's business." Lu Yinshuang still wanted to pick up Chang Jingyu, but she didn't expect Chang Jingyu to catch you first. caught his arm.

"It's because I don't want to bother the Law Enforcement Hall. There are already many wounded patients in their clinic. I can still take care of myself...cough." Chang Jingyu tried to stand up, but fell tremblingly into Lu Yinshuang's arms inside.

Lu Yinshuang froze for a moment, and pressed his hand on Chang Jingyu's back, clearly feeling that the boy was trembling constantly.

"You can take care of yourself, and you can fly up if you have hemiplegia." Lu Yinshuang irritably shook the blood from her fingertips, helped Chang Jingyu to sit down on the bed, "Let me see."

"Senior, don't worry, I'm fine." Chang Jingyu said in a hoarse voice. Half of his moon white clothes were dyed dark red, and the fabric on his left shoulder was torn. He gritted his teeth and took off his outer shirt. He also decisively tore it open, and the scabbed wound oozed blood again.

This practice makes perfect technique even Lu Yinshuang felt faintly uncomfortable, he frowned and stared at the penetrating wound below the collarbone, Chang Jingyu searched for the wound medicine by himself without saying a word, and told others not to worry.

"You're hurt, what's going on."

Lu Yinshuang stopped Chang Jingyu from performing the Cleansing Art. He found that Chang Jingyu's left hand also had two bloodstains, one on the palm and one on the joint. burns.

"...he is a mid-Golden Core desperado." Chang Jingyu paused, and smiled wryly, "The elites of the Law Enforcement Hall are not here, and there are only two fellow daoists in the late foundation establishment period and one early-Golden Core Taoist in the same team. I really didn't expect the murderer So difficult."

"I think the murderer didn't expect you to be so difficult."

Lu Yinshuang swung the Jingchen Jue over, took out a bottle of pill and threw it on the bed with a sneer, he could almost imagine how Chang Jingyu risked his life and was stabbed in the left shoulder by someone's sword, so he simply grabbed the sword Blade bullied himself and cast Thunder Jue at a very close range.

Besides, he didn't leave a sound transmission imprint, since he was in danger and didn't look for him, then what was the use of being happy at the beginning.

He was inexplicably angry alone for a while, then turned back and asked: "Fu Qingxiao can rest assured that you will go down the mountain to practice? Are you afraid that the apprentice will die in three months?"

This is purely a question from an elder who can't see the past, and Lu Yinshuang can't figure out why Chang Jingyu is such a jewel in the palm of his own disciple, why he can't think about it and has to kill himself. In his previous life, he didn't understand Chang Jingyu, and now he is the same. Foggy.

Chang Jingyu lowered his head, cold sweat dripped from the corners of his eyes, his expression was gloomy, and he was out of breath as if he was carrying a heavy weight.

"Tsk, take medicine and go to bed." Lu Yinshuang waved his hands and was too lazy to care about him. Before returning to the reclining chair, he couldn't help pushing the table to the side of the bed so that it would be easier for him to pour water.

Probably because another wanted criminal has been captured in the city, and there are more patrols, midnight is no longer a good time to sneak in, so we can only find another way.

Chang Jingyu hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "I agreed to give you the bed..."

"Can you talk while looking at your injury?" Lu Yinshuang felt a sense of powerlessness, and wrapped himself in a blanket with a headache.

Chang Jingyu had no choice but to take the medicine obediently. He could tell that no one had ever been lying on this bed. He wondered if Lu Yinshuang kept it because he was afraid that he would have nowhere to rest when he came back. A bottle of high-grade elixir... Chang Jingyu thought in a daze, fell asleep under the quilt.

……

The next morning, Lu Yinshuang left the house. The news of Fang Yuan's disappearance was overwhelming. The Law Enforcement Hall and the City Lord's Mansion were overwhelmed, and many guards were added.

Lu Yinshuang had an epiphany, if he could find Fang Yuan for Wei Haicheng, then it would not be too much to ask for a bottle of Zhuanyuan Fushen Pill as a reward. It just so happened that he also had the magic weapon of finding people, so it could be said that he was safe.

He was in a good mood, bought a sumptuous breakfast with a pitiful low-grade spirit stone, and held a cup of red dates and goji berry tea in his right hand. He also felt that this experience was a bit fresh, and he became more calm and relaxed.

There were a few young people around the entrance of Yongyuan Inn, Lu Yinshuang passed behind them, stood beside them and took a glance.

At this moment, he saw Chang Jingyu who was surrounded in the middle.

Chang Jingyu changed into clean clothes, with bandages protruding from the neckline, which seemed a little troubled.

"Senior Brother Ling, you have also come to Weihai City."

After looking at Chang Jingyu, the leader of the young people said sarcastically, "Junior Brother Chang, why is he in such a mess? I heard that you have to get involved when you encounter a prisoner arrested by the Law Enforcement Hall. Those arresting officers are too careless. Let the precious disciples of Master and his elders be injured, and they are not afraid of being blamed by Dao Wu Xianmen."

The man was wearing a navy blue robe, with the auspicious beast embroidered with golden scales and silk on his back, and his spiritual power flowed lifelike.

Behind them were the followers sent by two families, one Ling Shen and the other Ling Qian, who also looked at people with their nostrils.

Compared with this senior brother Ling Xuhui, Chang Jingyu looked very shabby.

Lu Yinshuang stood around holding tea like an outsider.

Chang Jingyu covered his collar: "Brother, you are joking. Since you are going down the mountain and offline, how can you look forward and backward? Injury is also a lack of ability. You should reflect on yourself."

Ling Xuhui was very impatient: "Hehe, Junior Brother Chang is really hardworking and studious, so he must be able to live up to Master's expectations and shine in the Asking Conference, right?"

"Master has expectations for everyone. Before leaving, Master also entrusted me and my brothers to take care of each other and improve ourselves in the meeting of asking questions." Chang Jingyu persuaded, "My father must also have high hopes for my brothers."

Hearing the word "father", Ling Xuhui was shocked all over, clenched his fists hard, his face was gloomy and he couldn't tell whether he was afraid or angry.

Lu Yinshuang watched there for a long time, took a handful of hazelnuts from the inn, and cracked the shells.

Chang Jingyu responded to Ling Xuhui's provocations one by one with ease, as if he was playing bureaucracy.

Here Ling Shen said arrogantly: "Brother, we didn't come here to make things difficult for you. You see, the inns around here are full, and you happen to live here, so how can you be divided into senior and younger? You give the room to our young master, we Don't say anything else."

"Yeah, it's okay to honor senior brother when you go out, right?" Ling Qian was grinning, but his eyes were full of contempt.

Ye Chen, a disciple of Xianming Hall who was standing behind, raised his hand hesitantly, as if he wanted to say something fair, but in the end he backed away silently.

Lu Yinshuang was a little unsteady, the three brothers from the Ling family surrounded Chang Jingyu, if he was too lazy to take care of it, but now he has no place to live, Chang Jingyu couldn't let Chang Jingyu go out of this room.

Chang Jingyu looked behind Ling Xuhui, but no one was willing to speak a word of persuasion.

"Sorry, I have already invited my friends to live with me, and the room cannot be given up." Chang Jingyu said with downcast eyes.

"Friend? Where did you get your friend from?" Ling Xuhui rolled his eyes, "This excuse from junior brother is too ridiculous."

Just as Chang Jingyu was about to speak, he felt his shoulders sink.

"This little friend, does he suffer from severe eye disease?" Lu Yinshuang pressed Chang Jingyu's shoulder with one hand, raised one corner of his mouth, and smiled casually, "I have been waiting for a long time, please don't pester me any longer. Delay Mr. Chang and his friends going upstairs."

Ling Xuhui was stunned for a moment, he didn't pay attention when he saw Lu Yinshuang standing not far away, he was carrying a magic weapon for detection, even if a master in the distraction period approached, the ring would remind him.

But when it came to Lu Yinshuang, there was no reaction, and look at it, there is no master who is carrying steamed stuffed buns, pickled vegetables and porridge, he can only be said to be a mortal.

"Hmph, what kind of friend do I know? It turns out that he is an ordinary person. Junior Brother Chang, you are Master's personal disciple. Don't keep the bad habits that came out of the ravine." Ling Xuhui looked at Lu Yinshuang and folded his arms threateningly. , "Let your friend apologize, and I don't bother to argue with him."

"Senior brother, you can just target me. I hope you don't blame senior. I promised senior first. I shouldn't break my promise. Senior brother really has nowhere to stay. I am willing to help senior brother find an inn again." Chang Jingyu suggested helplessly. Well, the timing of Lu Yinshuang's return was too coincidental.

Lu Yinshuang chuckled and said "no need", then bowed to Ling Xuhui upright, and said earnestly: "I will be outspoken in the next moment, I don't know, young master, you shy away from medical treatment, I am very sorry."

All demon cultivators in the Sinking Realm know that Emperor Lu Yinshuang is reticent and indifferent, and can move his hands without speaking.

But in fact, Lu Yinshuang is quite interested in stalking people.

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