Wind and Rain

After Cheng Xuexiang finished speaking, he stopped talking, just looked at Chi Ying and waited for her to speak.

After Chi Ying heard it, she was stunned for a moment before she spoke in a low voice, "The suffering of the Lianshan people..."

"Not bad." Cheng Xuexiang said.

Chi Ying smiled miserably: "Didn't you all find a way to detoxify them and help them detoxify? What else do you need me to do?!"

"Their elders are still being imprisoned by you." Cheng Xuexiang said, "As long as you release them intact, why not make up for their faults. Master Chi, you made a big mistake because you were hurt by love. I won't tell you. Excusable, but you are still a person who values ​​love and righteousness. I believe that the owner of Chizhuang will make the right choice. "

"The right choice..." Chi Ying repeated in a low voice with a sullen face.

"Yeah, Zhaizhu, please don't hurt innocent people again." Xu Zhi looked up at Chi Ying, "I hope the Zhaizhu will not be blinded by hatred again. The wrong things the Zhaizhu has done are all because of me. , I will never let the village master face it alone. I will never run away, as long as I am alive for a day, I will definitely stand in front of the village master."

Xu Zhi was sobbing with blood, but Chi Ying Wan Ruo hadn't heard it, and her face was still stunned.

Cheng Xuexiang had already seen the wavering on her face, so he was not in a hurry. What is needed at this time is patience, so Cheng Xuexiang didn't speak, just looked at Chi Ying quietly, waiting for her to make her own choice.

"Haha...hahaha──" There was an extremely weird laughter but it suddenly sounded out of thin air. There was no sound in that laughter, only the strange sound caused by the breath passing through the mouth, but it was more mocking and arrogant than the sneering out loud.

Everyone looked at the source of the laughter, and the saint, who had been bowing her head and lowered her eyes, turned her back on her previous decadence, regardless of the fact that her dumb hole was still lit. Unbearable.

Jun Shuying looked at it, and his heart moved, only to feel that the slight threat that he felt before became more vivid in an instant.

There's something wrong with this saint! Jun Shuying involuntarily became alert.

Cheng Xuexiang also frowned, looking at the crazy woman, laughing hoarsely with a voiceless throat.

Chu Feiyang saw Jun Shuying's nervousness, and he naturally sensed that something was wrong, so he stood up and walked to Jun Shuying's side to prevent things from changing and to defend himself.

Everyone's intuition is accurate, however, things have changed that no one can predict.

Saint Aunt's thin body did not break free from the shackles of the iron chain. She didn't even move. She was still firmly locked, like a prisoner, standing in the position of being judged in shackles.

Chu Feiyang suddenly fell softly in front of Jun Shuying.

At that moment, it seemed that everything in the world was deliberately slowed down. Jun Shuying's eyes widened, and Chu Feiyang's figure was clearly reflected in his eyes. That stalwart and powerful body, an invincible body, seemed to have suddenly lost all support at that moment.

Until Jun Shuying bent down subconsciously to stop Chu Feiyang, so that he could avoid hitting the hard ground, and put his head and shoulders in his arms, Jun Shuying still didn't realize what happened.

"Feiyang..." Jun Shuying shouted, his voice low and trembling.

Chu Feiyang frowned, closed his eyes, leaned in his arms, but couldn't answer him. He gritted his teeth tightly, and even the blue veins on his forehead bulged, as if he was enduring great pain.

"Feiyang, what's wrong with you?!" Jun Shuying raised her hand, but found that her hand was shaking slightly. He put his hand on Chu Feiyang's head and face, groping around, gently and carefully.

Chu Feiyang raised one hand, grabbed Jun Shuying's wrist, and held it tightly, as if holding the last straw. The extreme pain made him unable to grasp the strength, and a red mark appeared on Jun Shuying's wrist.

Jun Shuying let him hold it, knelt on his knees, and carefully embraced Chu Feiyang in his arms, just to make him feel more comfortable.

"Feiyang, what's the matter with you?!" Jun Shuying had never seen Chu Feiyang look like this before, so worried that he bit the traces of blood from his lips and wanted to cry.

Cheng Xuexiang and Qinglang had already stepped forward a few steps and squatted down, both with puzzled and dignified expressions.

There was a sudden change on the stage, and everyone off the stage had no time to react. Cheng Xuexiang had to control the situation before the chaos broke out, so after seeing Chu Feiyang's situation, he walked back to the front of the stage and loudly ordered the Qingfeng faction and the disciples of the Wulin League to **** everyone out of the arena.

"By the way, Gao Fang... Gao Fang! Where is Gao Fang!" Jun Shuying suddenly recovered and shouted anxiously, "Get Gao Fang!"

Qinglang hurriedly said: "Shuying, don't worry too much, Brother Chu is still awake, he will be fine. Xiao Fang is here, let him see Brother Chu."

Qinglang gave place to Gao Fang, who also knelt on the ground, pulled Chu Feiyang's arm, and caught the pulse on his wrist.

Gao Fang's expression became more and more serious. Jun Shuying knows Gao Fang best, so he naturally knows what his expression means. This means that even Gao Fang finds it very difficult, and even he doesn't know what to do!

"What happened to Feiyang?! Is it poisoned?!" Jun Shuying asked eagerly.

Gao Fang frowned: "His pulse phase is disordered, and he does have various poisonous signs, and it is not just a poison. The worst thing is that he has internal power flowing in his body, which is uncontrollable. Master Chu's internal power is profound, but the more This is the case, the greater the pain he suffers. That's why he is so sad now. But the sect master doesn't need to worry, Master Chu has no worries about his life now."

"Then is there any way you can heal him?!"

Gao Fang shook his head in embarrassment, turned his head to look at the saint who was also looking fiercely here: "The bell still needs to be tied to the bell. The Wuji Villa is proficient in poison by the power of the Lianshan tribe, who are known as descendants of Shennong. It's unheard of in the world. I have to know what she's doing before I can think of a cure."

Jun Shuying flicked his fingertips and rushed straight to the saint, unblocking her dumb hole.

"I really didn't expect that Chu Feiyang is worthy of being Chu Feiyang, so he can still stay awake." Shenggu said with a sneer, "If it were someone else, I'm afraid that it would be better to die than to endure this life. I'm confused. I want to see how long this Master Chu can last..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Jun Shuying suddenly waved a slap in the air and hit her mercilessly. The saint spit out a mouthful of blood and flew back suddenly, even the Qingfeng Sword Sect disciple behind her could not stop her, and flew out with her and fell from the air.

Jun Shuying's other hand is still holding Chu Feiyang carefully, his eyes with needles and thorns are like Sanjiu's ice, and he looks at the saint aunt coldly, his face is as dark as Shura.