At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The more he fought, the more he fought.

Just as Sikong Changfeng was stunned, Chouniu had already rushed up.

He clenched his fists and threw a left hook at Sikong Changfeng's face.

As the endless punches were coming, Sikong Changfeng finally remembered.

He slowly pushed out a palm and easily took the continuous punch from Chouniu.

The gap between the Free Earth Realm and the Free Heaven Realm is incomparable after all. This punch that could kill a cow hit Sikong Changfeng, but it was as weak as cotton candy.

Sikong Changfeng just pushed lightly, and Chouniu fell to the ground.

Just when Chou Niu wanted to charge again, he suddenly saw the white-haired boy behind Sikong Changfeng.

Chou Niu wiped his eyes, looked at the familiar face of the boy, and said uncertainly: "Pavilion Master?"

Then, he hurriedly got up, passed Sikong Changfeng and walked straight to the boy.

When he found that the boy lying on the ground was their Pavilion Master, his eyes widened and his face was full of excitement.

But what followed was the worry that was revealed to the bones.

At this moment, the boy's breath was weak and his face was full of hideous blue veins.

Because Wang Changqing blew the flute to control the Gu worms, the Gu worms hidden in Xiao Ruolin's body were awakened, and at this time those Gu worms were wriggling on his face.

These Gu worms are extremely small, and they hide in people's blood vessels when they are asleep. Except for people with extremely high medical skills, they cannot be detected, even Sikong Changfeng cannot detect them.

The poisonous insects suck people's desires to control their hearts, and Xiao Ruolin, who lost his desire to kill and fell into a coma, lost the bloodthirsty impulse of the drug man, and the poisonous insects lost their spiritual food, and were sucking blood from his body at this moment.

Hundreds of tiny poisonous insects were wriggling on Xiao Ruolin's face, which was disgusting. It wouldn't take long for them to suck Xiao Ruolin dry.

This scene made Chou Niu's head buzz, and he almost couldn't stand steadily, and his whole heart seemed to stop beating.

He held the unconscious Xiao Ruolin with trembling hands and called anxiously: "Pavilion Master! Pavilion Master!"

In his eyes, the Pavilion Master who was so powerful that he dared to confront the old emperor and supported the Soul-Binding Pavilion fell down.

Seeing this, Sikong Changfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

His injury was also fatal. The scorching sword energy was destroying his body. If he didn't force it out immediately, the consequences would be unbearable.

Chou Niu whistled, and the shadows on the treetops flashed and soon came to him.

Chou Niu opened his eyes wide, full of anger.

He suppressed the endless anger that was about to burst out, and roared in a low voice: "Quickly return to the Soul-Binding Pavilion to inform Elder Jiang, and ask him to arrange for the noon horse and prepare all the procedures immediately."

"Save the Pavilion Master!"

Hearing the urgent voice of the concubine, the few people did not have time to look at the legendary Pavilion Master, and disappeared from the spot with a whoosh.

After they left, Chou Niu gently put the Pavilion Master down, and looked at Sikong Changfeng who was taking a rest, and frowned.

Then he walked behind Sikong Changfeng and slapped out with a palm, sending a continuous stream of true energy into his body.

Sikong Changfeng, who was helped, was refreshed, and soon he annihilated all the sword energy in his body with true energy.

After doing all this, Chouniu did not leave, but picked up Xiao Ruolin on the ground and waited quietly beside him, as if waiting for Sikong Changfeng to recover.

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After about half a cup of tea, Sikong Changfeng finally came out of his cultivation state.

He opened his eyes and nodded slightly to Chouniu, saying, "Thank you for your help!"

Chuniu nodded and was about to leave for the Soul-Binding Pavilion immediately, but was stopped by Sikong Changfeng behind him.

He glanced at Xiao Ruolin in Chouniu's arms, and at a glance he determined that Xiao Ruolin's physical condition was extremely poor at the moment.

He asked in confusion: "His condition is very dangerous, why did you choose to help an outsider first instead of taking him back for treatment immediately?"

The other party could have completely abandoned him and taken the boy back for treatment, but he did not do so. Instead, he helped him heal his wounds first.

If he remembered correctly, the Soul-Binding Pavilion was also a killer organization.

And the other party's behavior was not in line with the identity of a killer.

Chou Niu lowered his head slightly, looked at Xiao Ruolin in his arms, frowned and said: "The Pavilion Master said that the life-saving grace should be repaid with a spring. Although this is the territory of my Soul-Binding Pavilion, spies from other assassin organizations often appear here. It looks peaceful but it is not safe."

"If I leave you behind, when the Pavilion Master wakes up and knows about this, he will definitely drive me out of the Soul-Binding Pavilion, but here

This is my home, I don't want to leave!"

As he said this, he hugged Xiao Ruolin tightly and prepared to rush back as quickly as possible.

Sikong Changfeng narrowed his eyes slightly: "How do you know that I am not the real murderer who injured your Pavilion Master?"

Chuniu turned his head and said in a deep voice: "The Pavilion Master said, trust your intuition! "

After saying that, he jumped up, his feet were full of wind, and he quickly disappeared from the spot.

Looking at the other person's receding back, Sikong Changfeng was in a trance.

Because, compared with the concept of the Soul-Binding Pavilion and the concept of Xueyue City, it is surprisingly similar...

Perhaps, he should re-examine this killer organization and the little prince of Beili.

But there is a more important thing to do now, Sikong Changfeng's face is solemn.

There is no time to visit this organization!

We must rush back to Xueyue City immediately, and it would be best to bury Wang Changqing in the Ten Thousand Mountains before he completely evacuates.

The medicine man he made is no longer an ordinary Xichu medicine man.

It is rumored that the Xichu medicine man was used on the battlefield, since the battlefield where the medicine man was born.

It can be said that there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and blood flows like a river. It has rained for seven days and seven nights in a row, but the blood stains on the earth have not been washed away. Brush it clean.

Because the harm of medicine men has lost human morality and is too cruel and inhumane, it has been listed as a taboo by various countries.

Anyone who studies the medicine men of Xichu will be hunted down by various countries, and there will be no place for them in the whole world.

Such an existence that goes against the harmony of heaven must be eradicated.

There was a legend about Wang Changqing in the past, but Sikong Changfeng knew very little about it.

It is only known that he was a disciple of Wudang and led the medicine men to attack Tianqi, turning Tianqi into a purgatory on earth.

He gritted his teeth and then turned into a residual shadow and flew towards the south...

On the other side, in the Soul-Binding Pavilion, when they learned that the Pavilion Master was seriously injured and his life was in danger, the people in the Soul-Binding Pavilion could not sit still.

Jiang Yichen immediately pulled out Wu Ma, who was in seclusion studying medicine, and told him about the Pavilion Master's injury without waiting for Wu Ma to complain.

"What! The Pavilion Master is injured? "Wuma was stunned.

Then he immediately cleaned up his room and rushed to the medicine storehouse of the Soul-Binding Pavilion to take out all the precious herbs.

Zishu and others were extremely anxious and stood at the entrance of the Soul-Binding Pavilion, waiting anxiously.

Liu Xuer clenched her hands nervously. She was once a saint in Miaojiang, and that was a token left to her by her grandmother.

At the moment when the jade bracelet broke, she could clearly feel it far away in the Soul-Binding Pavilion.

Something happened to the benefactor!

Not long after, he saw Chou Niu carrying Xiao Ruolin and flying quickly from the forest.

The branches of the dense forest left blood marks on Chou Niu's face. He seemed not to feel the pain and stepped in quickly.