Iron Cross Fire

A paragraph, only a few hundred words, written in a flourish, each word is full of charm, showing the style of a master. ŴŴŴ.WenXueMi.Cc

Huh...

Seeing Yue Feng's words, whether it is Mu Jianli, Hua Yemeng, or those elders, they all secretly admired.

This person looks weird, but his handwriting is so wonderful.

After reading the content of these hundreds of words, everyone secretly muttered in their hearts.

According to him, it was not him who injured Dong Liu, but when Dong Liu attacked, he lost his mind, causing the backlash of internal force, and then fainted?

This statement seems a bit reliable.

Looking at the changes in everyone's expressions, Yue Feng's face remained calm, but he was secretly amused in his heart.

He was just talking nonsense, but these people seemed to really believe it.

The fact that he has the Dharma Red Lotus on his body cannot be said in any way.

But then again, the Sword Sect is well-known in the Dongao Continent and has enjoyed a reputation in the martial arts world for hundreds of years. It's a pity that in recent years, the disciples have become worse and worse. Dong Liu humiliated me first, but you didn't reflect on his problems, but asked how he was injured.

To be honest, if it was before, Yue Feng would not bother to talk nonsense and would just turn around and leave.

But now he is weak and has difficulty in moving, and he is still in someone else's territory. As the saying goes, "When you are under the eaves, you have to bow your head", so Yue Feng can only act carefully.

"Master!"

At this time, an elder slowly walked out and said to Mu Jianli: "No matter what the truth is, this man has a bloody mark on his face, he is neither human nor ghost, and he is weird everywhere. Let's drive him down the mountain."

When saying this, the elder looked at Yue Feng with contempt.

In his heart, Yue Feng is no different from the waste begging in the martial arts world, and he is not qualified to stay in the Sword Sect at all.

After the voice fell, many people around nodded.

"Yes, he looks unlucky."

"The elder is right, let's drive him down the mountain."

"Leaving such a waste in the main hall will damage the reputation of our sword sect."

The crowd kept talking, Qingyi was so anxious that she couldn't help but argue: "Don't talk nonsense, Afeng is a good person, he is not a waste."

However, no one paid any attention to her.

Qingyi was almost crying, walked to Hua Yemeng, and pleaded softly: "Master, please say a few words for Afeng, he is seriously injured, if he is driven down the mountain, I am afraid he will not live long, please, Master."

When saying this, Qingyi's eyes were red, which made people feel pity.

Alas!

Seeing Qingyi always speaking for him, Yuefeng felt a warm current in his heart, and he was indescribably moved.

This girl is so kind, she has only known him for one day, and she is desperate to help him.

While muttering in his heart, Yuefeng couldn't help looking at Hua Yemeng.

This deputy sect leader is as cold as an iceberg. Will she agree to Qingyi and speak for me?

Huh...

At this time, under Qingyi's constant pleading, Hua Yemeng breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at Qingyi, and signaled not to panic.

The next second, Hua Yemeng turned her head and said to Mu Jianli: "Sect leader, the situation just now is indeed not the fault of this person named Afeng. It was Dongliu who lost his mind and acted, which led to his internal force backlash."

"Moreover, Afeng has no internal force and was seriously injured. If he is driven down the mountain like this, if the news spreads, our Jianzong will be laughed at by the Jianghu people, and they will say that our Jianzong did not save him."

"So I think we should keep him."

The words are reasonable and cannot be refuted.

Oh my!

Seeing this scene, Yue Feng was stunned, looking at Hua Yemeng in surprise, and secretly touched.

This Hua Yemeng is cold on the surface, but kind in heart.

"Okay!"

At this time, Mu Jianli's face changed, and then he nodded: "Just follow the deputy sect leader's order."

As he said, Mu Jianli told several disciples beside him: "You guys, take Dongliu to the back to recuperate." After the voice fell, he turned and left.

Before leaving, Mu Jianli glanced at Yue Feng coldly.

To be honest, his beloved disciple was so seriously injured, whether it was Yue Feng's doing or not, Mu Jianli didn't want to keep him, but Hua Yemeng said so, he couldn't not give him face.

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