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The master finally fooled himself through this level, Luo Shuang naturally poured out without money!

Luo Shuang paid goodbye to his master and naturally turned to the resident of Tianjianmen. Coincidentally, the disciple guarding the gate was Wang Lin, who took him to see Xin Zi's outer disciple that day.

"Senior Sister, are you here?" Wang Lin asked politely, leaning forward.

Seeing that his face was somewhat similar to Wang Shan, Luo Shuang couldn't help asking gossiping, "Who is Wang Shan from you?"

Wang Lin's eyes lit up and he replied respectfully, "Wang Shan is the most distinguished and talented disciple of my Wang family, and my cousin. I am not qualified, so I just got involved in the Heavenly Sword Sect."

The army and the Guwumen faction are indeed inextricably linked. The disciples of these clans each find a way out for their families and will not put eggs in a basket. It is really a good method.

"I came to Xin Zi. Last time I asked you to pass a message, you didn't say it." Luo Shuang glared at Wang Lin. It is reasonable for Xin Zi to contact him soon.

"Senior Sister blamed me and Senior Brother Xin Zi. That day, I relayed the words of Senior Sister to Senior Brother Xin Zi, and he wanted to contact Senior Sister immediately, but it happened that Senior Master was looking for Senior Brother Xin Zi, and since then Senior Brother Xin Zi has been on duty. Just yesterday Come back. But the brother is injured again this time, and he doesn't look light." Wang Lin replied with a frustrated expression, "Senior sister, if you have a way, you must save Brother Xin Zi!"

"Your master also doesn't understand. Xin Zi's old injury hasn't healed originally, so why let him go on a mission? Isn't this to fix him to death?" Luo Shuang said in dissatisfaction, how can he and Xin Zi be old acquaintances? The heart is naturally towards Xin Zi.

"Hey! It's hard to say in one word! I'm afraid the master also has his difficulties." Wang Linyan said indifferently, embarrassingly, "Senior sister, please come with me!"

Haven't approached Xin Zi's yard yet. I heard the sound of coughing~

And there are still people talking in Xin Zi's room.

"Go down, I'll go in by myself." Luo Shuang waved and said.

"Well, there is no one on duty at the door. I can't leave for too long." Wang Lin escaped like a plague. Is it possible that the people inside or the plague failed?

As the footsteps entered, Luo Shuang heard the strange voice of a man inside, **** it! This is clearly a pseudonymous voice. Talking is not pure enough, man. On the contrary, it's like a little woman's groaning.

"Big brother, it seems that your injury is very difficult to heal. How can this be good for me, Junior Brother! From now on, the Heavenly Sword Sect can only point at me to carry forward~" The pseudo-mother said something in the words.

"Ahem! Isn't my injury the masterpiece of yours?" Xin Zi said strenuously, coughing continuously. As if you have tuberculosis, you have to cough up all your lungs.

"Ah, brother, how can you spit people? The slander must show evidence!" The pseudo-mother said sarcastically.

"If I have evidence. How would you let you show off in front of me? I killed you a few years ago! I hate the master for blindly favoring you! It makes me chill." Xin Zi is really discouraged now, if not the master Of cooperation. How could Junior Brother Chu Wei easily succeed? The blame is that I am not the master alone, I am just an orphan adopted by the master, without power and influence, without any support.

"Just blame you for blocking my way! If it weren't for his father's kindness. Don't let me kill your life, do you think you can survive until today? Spend your life in bed well, at least you are still in the game Is it majestic! Haha..." Chu Wei walked away. But when he stepped out of the house, he saw Luo Shuang at a glance.

Chu Wei's eyes flashed suddenly. It was amazing, no matter how much Luo Shuang heard just now. As the only child, Chu Weixiu's base was all piled up with elixirs. How could Luo Shuang be able to see that Luo Shuang could converge his aura at the parallel level realm of the *. Chu Wei just thought Luo Shuang was an ordinary person.

"Beauty, why do you look so familiar? Are you here to see my brother?" Chu Wei asked without changing his hue.

This person is unstable on the ground, his legs are weak, his face is pale, and his eyes are sunken.

"Sorry, I'm looking for Xin Zi!" Luo Shuang replied lightly with disgust.

"In Xia Chuwei, Xin Zi's brother. Senior brother Xin Zi is ill in bed and training. If the beauty has anything to help, she can find me Chu Wei. There is nothing I can't do at Jianmen in this day!" Chu Wei Habitually brag in front of beautiful women~

"Ahem~ Is that Luo Shuang?" Xin Zi obviously heard the conversation between the two in the house.

"It's me! I'm sorry, I'm going in!" Luo Shuang flashed in sideways, avoiding Chu Wei!

Seeing Yi Ren disappearing in the house, I secretly scolded Xin Zi that the disabled person had such a beautiful woman to come to see him. It was really out of luck! But why is this beauty so familiar? Have you seen it somewhere?

As Chu Wei walked, he recalled the beauty of the beauty just now, as if he had drunk wine, it was infinitely sweet.

"Why are you hurt so badly?" Luo Shuang backed out in surprise when he saw Xin Zi who was lying in bed after entering. Xin Zi on the bed was skinny and skinny, her cheeks collapsed, her eyes blank, and she seemed to be exhausted at a young age!

Luo Shuang quickly checked the pulse, took out the golden needles and punctured a few key acupoints, and stopped Xin Zi’s cough~

Feeling vented and refreshed, Xin Zi looked at Luo Shuang gratefully, "Thank you! I didn't expect to have a friend like you come to see me while I was dying!" Xin Zi sighed, and taught him countless days in the past. Jianmen disciples, those disciples who were in distress today saw that Li Wangyi did not dare to offend Chu Xiong, and no one came to see him. Only Wang Lin, the gatekeeper, secretly sent a meal here, otherwise the dignified ancient martial arts practitioners would almost starve to death in this room.

People say that the kindness of nurturing is greater than one's life. The master is equivalent to his adoptive father, but he is just a sect master. Xin Zi has never coveted it. Why is he so indifferent to himself because he blocked the way of his own son? ? Is it possible that the grace of nurturing for more than two decades is hypocritical? Everyone says that men do not flick when they have tears, but they have not reached the point of sadness.

At this moment, Xin Zi burst into tears, and he was really chilling with the past life.

"What's dying? It's okay, I can cure your illness!" Luo Shuang said boldly, "You give me more energy! Your master doesn't want you, so I'm messing up with me! I think your room is deserted and calm. , Not suitable for recuperating, to wait for death!"

Luo Shuang curled his mouth in dissatisfaction, took out the prepared snow lotus pill and stuffed it into Xin Zi's mouth. Regardless of whether he opposed it or not, he made his own way, and he used his own family to deal with Xin Zi's affairs. Up... (to be continued)