Song of Adolescence

"Yes, it's the Sanri Pill." He Cong nodded, "After taking this pill, no matter what the injury is, you can save your life for three days."

"Sanriwan, that is even more precious than Penglaidan's panacea. Back then, only three Simbaicao were made. I didn't expect that the little heir was so generous and sent it out directly." Xie Xuan said thoughtfully.

"So, can it work!" Sagong Qianluo said anxiously.

Xie Xuan thought for a while and nodded: "You two go quickly, and within seven days, you must hurry back to Leijiapu!"

"My brothers, I will rush back in seven days!" He Qu and He Cong clasped their fists. They turned around and said to Lei Wujie again, "Young Master, I will go first."

"Don't call it Young Master." Lei Wujie scratched his head, "Anyway, I will ask you two about my Xiao Se brother."

He Qu and He Cong nodded, and immediately went outside.

Xie Xuan yawned: "I'm going to rest for two hours, and then come to take the young monk's class. You also go to rest first, at least for these few days, Xiao Se will not cause any serious problems."

Sikong Qianluo and Ye Ruoyi were already extremely exhausted. Now that they heard that there was no major problem for the time being, a hanging heart was finally let go, but they both frowned and hesitated.

"Go, I'll be here with you." Lei Wujie smiled, "I slept all day, and now my body is fine. Go and rest quickly, otherwise the depression will heal, and you will fall ill again. "

"If something happens inside, please notify me immediately." Sikong Qianluo finally left after speaking one last word.

Ye Ruoyi asked Lei Wujie: "Are you really completely healed?"

"Oh, it's rare. You also care about me?" Lei Wujie looked flattered.

Seeing his appearance, Ye Ruoyi chuckled, "It seems to be pretty good."

Lei Wujie nodded: "You can't die. Go and rest."

"Yeah." Ye Ruoyi smiled and turned and left.

"Boy, do you remember the gift I gave you?" Xie Xuan suddenly said.

Lei Wujie was stunned: "What gift?"

"At the beginning, I gave Miss Ye's "Jinghong" dance score, Tang Lian's "Wine Scripture", gave you an anonymous book, and gave you a copy of "Late Snow", but you forgot?" Xie Xuan said.

"Ah, remember, "Late Snow"!" Lei Wujie suddenly realized.

"Have you ever read it?" Xie Xuan smiled slightly.

"Never." Lei Wujie replied calmly.

"No wonder, no wonder." Xie Xuan patted Lei Wujie on the shoulder, "No wonder the level of conversation with a girl is still so raw and immature. "It’s something you can buy anywhere on the street, so I despise it. It’s very valuable to you today, alas. Don’t open up, don’t open up!" Xie Xuan withdrew his hand and shook his head as he walked away, leaving only Lei Wujie stood awkwardly on the spot at a loss.

Shouldn't you really have a good look? Lei Wujie sat down in the courtyard at the door, basking in the sun and thinking silently.

Xiao Se is really the exiled Six Prince Xiao Chuhe? Then according to the mother's will, the person he wants to protect is him? But why does he keep concealing his identity and refuse to return to the Apocalypse?

How did Ye Ruoyi value Xiao Se along the way, and even risked her death to fight for her. Does she really like Xiao Se?

Senior Sister Qian Luo seems to be a little bit interested in Xiao Se, will she have a rift with Miss Ye?

When the elder sister left, she didn't seem to see herself at all. Master let go of her seriously injured herself and followed out. What happened between the two?

With so many questions, Lei Wujie was puzzled, but perhaps the few people who could answer his questions were not around. The Confucian Sword Immortal went to rest. Lei Yunhe was busy appeasing Lei Jiapu’s people. After all, Lei Wujie Qianhu has been in charge of Leimen for many years, and he has won people's hearts. His death caused Lei Yunhe to be up and down in turmoil. It is estimated that Lei Yunhe, who has always been casual and lazy, has to worry about it for a while.

No matter what, holding the sword, there is always nothing wrong with protecting the person who should be protected. Lei Wujie thought to himself. Just thinking about it, more than two hours passed, and suddenly there was a turmoil around, and the disciples of the Leimen passed through the courtyard one after another. Lei Wujie hurriedly grabbed a person: "What happened?"

"Suddenly, a large number of officers and soldiers surrounded Leijiapu!" said the man panting.

"Officials and soldiers? Why are the officers and soldiers here? Where is Uncle Lei Yunhe?" Lei Wujie asked in confusion.

"The acting head, the acting head he is discussing with the chief Tianhen in the back court, and has already sent someone to call. But those officers and soldiers are aggressive, and they feel like they will break in at any time!" the person said anxiously.

"I'll go!" Lei Wujie picked up the heart sword beside him, directly using it as a cane, and sprinted out on his own. The two rushed to the outside of Lei Jiabao, and Lei Wujie realized that things were far from simple.

Those outside are not officers and soldiers.

One by one carrying double knives, his eyes were full of hostility, and the headed person was even more burly and full of murderous intent. What kind of officers and soldiers are these, obviously they have been on the battlefield, the army!

"We respect Leijiapu, and don't want to offend." The herald beside the burly general said loudly, "But if the Leimen sect master doesn't go out to meet you again, we won't blame us for being rude!"

The burly general was naturally the first person in the Northern Army, Ye Xiaoying. He looked at the Leijiabao plaque, and said in a low voice: "Back then, I wanted to step through this Leijiabao, but was stopped by the boss. Now it is not counted as such. Get what you want?"

"If you want to break into Leijiabao, pass my sword first." When a group of disciples hesitated, Lei Wujie stepped out and swung his sword to stop the thousand sergeants.

The awe-inspiring air is not inferior to the killing air of a thousand people.

It's just the unique shape of a gauze that makes people laugh.

Ye Xiaoying bent down curiously and looked at him: "This little friend was seriously injured, but he is still so heroic."

"Who are you?" Lei Wujie raised his head and asked.

"Good question." Ye Xiaoying pulled out two long knives from his back, each of them looked extremely heavy, but there was a plaything in his hand, "My name is on the knife. Both. Speaking of Beili Xingjian and Nanjue Shengdao. That's because of the narrowness of the people in the rivers and lakes, and I have never seen Beili's army sword!" Ye Xiaoying kicked the horse's belly hard and ran out instantly.

"General!" The messenger was shocked. He seldom saw the general impulsively.

"I think, I can guess your name." Ye Xiaoying rode a horse to Lei Wujie's front, squeezing a long knife with both hands, "But I still hope to know your name from your sword."

After the words, two long knives, swipe down!

Lei Wujie endured the pain of bursting wounds all over his body, gritted his teeth, raised his hand and waved a sword!