disguised holy monk

This place is the famous Cliff Ridge, with a hunting jungle on one side and a high cliff on the other side. At a glance, the clouds and mist are misty and bottomless.

From the edge of the forest, a group of soldiers was waiting in formation.

Wanyanzong was dressed in a long robe with a belt around his waist, and hung a machete. At this time, his handsome eyes were deep and gloomy.

As Xuan Qing walked all the way, he immediately saw Mu Yanfeng with his hands bound and hanging from a thick tree trunk on the edge of the cliff. He stood on tiptoe and barely stepped on the edge of the cliff to borrow strength, but his wrists were still red.

Mu Yanfeng, who was only eight years old, gritted his teeth and remained silent until he saw Xuan Qing before he curled his lips and his eyes turned red.

"Ah Feng!" Xuan Qing's expression also changed, seeing his dangerous situation, he immediately wanted to step forward to save him.

"Stop." Wanyan Zong hooked his lips, and said unhurriedly, the scimitar was already on Mu Yanfeng's neck, "You are finally here."

As long as he exerted a slight force, Mu Yanfeng's head would fall off the cliff.

Xuan Qing had no choice but to stop, his dark eyes showed such eagerness for the first time, he looked at Wanyan Zong so excitedly that he called him by name, "Wanyan Zong, what exactly do you want?"

"What am I going to do?" Wanyan Zong smiled coldly, "I want your life."

This person not only made him lose face, but also made Wanyan Banqin famous.How could he let him return to the Southern Dynasty unharmed?He was going to grab him and slowly torture him.

As soon as Wanyan Zong finished speaking, all the soldiers standing on the side attacked with machetes.

Of course Xuanqing will not sit still, one hand is injured and it is inconvenient to use force, but the other hand is unhindered, with palms turning into shadows, all those who surround him are sent flying by him within two strokes, and they fall to the ground without hesitation. rise.

And he is still in white clothes fluttering, tall and tall.

Wanyan Zong was stunned for a while, didn't it mean that he has no internal strength?Has it recovered?

He had to tighten the knife in his hand, and shouted: "Stop, or I will kill him immediately!"

There was already a bloodstain on Mu Yanfeng's honey-colored neck, Xuan Qing's heart tightened, and he quickly withdrew his hands, frowning, "You are going to deal with me, let him go..."

Wanyanzong heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately this stupid monk cared about human life, otherwise with his ability, he really wouldn't be able to touch him today.

"Okay, then you eat this first." Wanyanzong took out a small bottle from his arms and asked his subordinates to pass it to him.

Wanyan Zong squinted his eyes, and explained playfully: "This medicine is called 'Thousands of Insects and Ants'. People who take this medicine will suffer from being bitten by thousands of insects and ants for seven days and seven nights and die."

He said, with a wicked smile in his eyes, "As long as you take this medicine, I will let him go."

Xuan Qing took the small bottle without changing expression, the system immediately detected that it contained poison, and Wanyan Zong did not lie to him.

...But he is invulnerable to all poisons!

Mu Yanfeng panicked when he heard this, he clenched his teeth, tears welled up in his eyes, "My lord, don't listen to him! Don't eat! Leave me alone, go!"

He struggled fiercely, his wrists were torn, and blood flowed down his arms into his clothes.

"Ah Feng, don't move, it's okay..." Xuan Qing gave him a reassuring look, then poured out the only pill in the small bottle, raised his hand and fed it into his mouth.

He moved so fast that he didn't even hesitate.

Mu Yanfeng didn't react in a daze, and then he looked terrified, moved and sad, and cried, "My lord! You, what did you eat...how do you feel?"

Xuan Qing's face was slightly pale, but he pursed his lips and shook his head with a slight smile.

The appearance only felt that he must be holding on to prevent himself from worrying, and couldn't help but feel even more sad.

Xuan Qing's gaze turned to Wanyan Zong, and he said coldly, "I've already eaten, let him go."

Wanyanzong couldn't recover at this time, he was not sure whether Xuanqing would eat it or not.

So to explain the horror of this medicine so clearly is to scare him. Just think about making this seemingly clean and spotless monk kneel down and beg for mercy and cry bitterly. Wouldn't that be more satisfying than killing him? what?

But he didn't expect the other party to eat it without changing his expression?

Wanyanzong couldn't believe it, he just felt that his sullenness had not been exhausted, and he was very blocked.He snorted coldly and said with an angry smile, "Okay, I'll let him go, and it's up to you to see if you can save him."

After he finished speaking, he swung his knife and cut off the rope on one side of the tree trunk.

Mu Yanfeng's eyes widened. He was originally relying on the rope to hold his body, and he stepped on the edge of the cliff to borrow strength. At this time, the pulling force in his hand was gone, and he fell back as soon as he loosened. The endless fear made him He screamed.

"what!"

"Feng!"

Everyone held their breath, only to see the white clothes flashing past and rushing towards the cliff.

Even Wanyanzong on the edge of the cliff didn't have time to retreat.

At the very moment, Xuan Qing had already grabbed the other end of the rope with one hand, and Mu Yanfeng was suspended in mid-air.

Xuanqing knew early on that Wanyan Zong was a real dog, and it was impossible to let him go so easily, so he always paid attention to the opponent's subtle expressions and movements, and rushed out immediately when Wanyan Zong raised his knife.

Xuan Qing's face was a little pale, his Adam's apple twitched, as if he was also extremely scared, he comforted him softly: "Ah Feng, don't be afraid, I will pull you up."

Mu Yanfeng was speechless at this moment. He was afraid that his arm was dislocated and numb from the pain, but he was still alive... He couldn't help sniffling, looked up to see what Xuan Qing wanted to say, but His expression changed in the next second, "My lord, be careful!"

It turned out that Wanyanzong who was standing on the side was furious, and was slashing him from behind with a knife.

Xuan Qing secretly hooked the corners of his lips, what he wants is now.

He hurriedly turned around and held Wanyan Zong's arm that was cut off with the knife with his injured hand, and with the other hand, he threw Mu Yanfeng up forcefully, but he seemed to lean back due to inertia, and pulled Wan Yan Zong fell off the cliff together.

This scene was so sudden that everyone on the cliff was stunned, and they didn't react until they were submerged in the sea of ​​clouds——

"grown ups!"

"Second Highness!"

……

Because the bottom of the cliff has not seen the sun all year round, the thick dead leaves and rotting weeds mixed with damp and cold to form an unpleasant smell.

When Xuan Qing fell down, he changed the protective cover with the system, so at this time he was not injured except for his messy white clothes and a little dizziness.

But Wanyan Zong was a bit miserable, his body was covered with wounds cut by the protruding stones of the cliff, his robe was stained with blood, his face was as pale as paper, and his internal organs might have been severely smashed.

Just seeing that he has not had a little consciousness until now, he knows that the injury should be serious.

If Wanyanzong died together with Xuanqing like this, even if Xuanqing was not at fault, his reputation in northern Xinjiang would not be very good.

Thinking about it, Xuan Qing stepped forward and took a pulse check—excessive blood loss, internal organs were damaged, and his leg seemed to be broken.

No help, bury it.

Xuan Qing shook his hands and sat cross-legged on the side, propped his face in thought for a while.

Did he just sit here and watch Wan Yanzong take his last breath?Or spend some points to save him?

Just when he had this idea, the system jumped out and reminded——

[The first rule of the holy monk's professionalism is not to ignore death. 】

Xuan Qing: ...Oh.

[ps: You can add [-] points to influence Yanzong. 】

Xuanqing's eyes brightened: I should have said it earlier!

He hurriedly searched through the mall, and found that there are [-] points for a medicine that can restore people back to normal, [-] points for a medicine that can break bones and regenerate them, and [-] points for a medicine...

Xuanqing clicked to read the instructions and muttered, "Well, it's enough to repair an internal organ injury and not die. As for broken legs, scratches and so on, they are not fatal..."

He wanted to save Yan Zong, but he didn't say that he would use the best medicine!He is very vengeful!

In the end, I bought a [-]-point one and fed it to Wan Yanzong so that he would not die directly from internal organ damage.

The one hundred points are considered to be lent to him, and they will be returned with interest later!Compared with Wanyanzong's [-] points and Beijiang's hundreds of thousands of points later, some earned!

Xuan Qing glanced at Wanyan Zong's embarrassed appearance, and thought that if the other party woke up and found himself so seriously injured, and Xuan Qing behaved well, he might not only not believe that he saved him, but would also want to violently kill him.

Xuanqing tore off his monk robe and put it on for Wanyanzong to cover up the larger trauma on his body.He found a few more wooden sticks and simply tied his two calves.

After doing all this, and he himself can't look too good-looking.

After all, in the eyes of Wanyan Zong, he is poisoned now!

Xuan Qing asked the system to fabricate some signs of poisoning, and added a few more obvious wounds on the face and hands by himself.

Xuanqing breathed a sigh of relief after finishing, and sat cross-legged on one side with his face propped up, quietly waiting for Wanyan Zong to wake up.

……

On the cliff, Mu Yanfeng had already been picked up by Mu Yixin who had come over and put medicine on his arm, but he was still crying when he was injured and didn't cry out——

"In order to save me, my lord... Wuwu ate the poison that was bitten by thousands of insects and ants... I can only live for seven days... and I was pushed down by that big villain..."

...It wasn't the one who was pushed down, but he pulled Wanyan Zong to jump down! Hey!

But those who can say this sentence are all dead, and the bodies of the original Wanyanzong's subordinates are lying around at this time.

Mu Yixin Mu Yiliang's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth in hatred.

And standing next to the corpse, the tall and tall young man had short black hair and sharp eyes like a lone wolf.

Wanyan walked up to him in a half-quilt, raised her hand and patted his shoulder, "Fusheng, don't worry..."

"Enough." He interrupted her, his black eyes fixed on the bottom of the misty cliff, his deep voice hoarse, "Master will be fine, I will go down and look for it myself."