The Dragon from Hell

After such a long time of contact, Zhu Xing and Qin Feng have formed a tacit understanding.

Since Qin Feng didn't say anything, Zhu Xing didn't ask.

As long as the former did not violate the law, he would not say a word.

For example, why Qin Feng was so excited to rush into the ring to save people before, and why he insisted on taking Zhongli back to Wuyou Mountain now.

He didn't understand the previous idea, but he didn't need to think too much about the latter, after all, he just had this idea.

Zhongli was seriously injured, both inside and outside. The wing room they were living in was very remote and the environment was not very good. It was almost out of the mountain gate. It was obvious that someone did it on purpose.

With Xuanling Sect, the medical practitioners in Wuxiang Sect would treat him, but even if they tried their best, they would not pay out of their own pockets to provide Zhongli with the elixir he needed.

Even in the sect, you need money to treat the disease.

The Beast Taming Sect has few resources, and Jiang Zeyuan and his apprentice don't look like they are rich.

Moreover, Zhongli is now short of spiritual power and has just made a pact with Qinglang. His inner world is in chaos. If there is a great cultivator with high cultivation to guide his spiritual power back to the inner world, Zhongli will not be in danger of damaging his bones.

Looking at the entire Immortal Gate Conference, only one person will help them.

Jiang Zeyuan has no reason to refuse, as long as he still cares about Zhongli.

Under the strange gazes of others, the group went directly back to Wuyou Mountain.

Zhu Xing went ahead and went to Mo Wenyuan to say hello in advance.

Qin Feng rushed over with Jiang Zeyuan and his apprentice, and Jiang Zeyuan was carried by Zhong Jiamu.

On the way, Jiang Zeyuan hesitated to speak and glanced at Qin Feng from time to time.

When they were almost at Wuyou Mountain, he seemed to have made up his mind and said, "That..."

Seeing that he really couldn't say it, Qin Feng didn't care: "Elder Jiang, don't be so embarrassed. I know that Elder Jiang doesn't like to be noticed. I am a big trouble now. It's normal that you don't want to contact me."

Qin Feng had seen it before. Jiang Zeyuan looked smooth and sophisticated, but in fact he was avoiding getting too close to people everywhere.

And his mortal body was obviously the focus of everyone's attention in a place like the Immortal Gate Conference.

Jiang Zeyuan didn't want to get involved, and he didn't want to be noticed because of him.

As long as he said hello, no matter what attitude he showed, he would be noticed.

So he simply ignored Qin Feng and pretended that this person didn't exist.

What Jiang Zeyuan didn't expect was that Qin Feng had seen through his purpose from the beginning and didn't expose it.

However, Jiang Zeyuan couldn't figure out one thing: "My friend is so wise, but I didn't expect it... I just don't understand. My master and I have never had any contact with you. I used to... Why did you help my evil disciple?"

Qin Feng didn't look at him, and said lightly: "Just asking for a favor."

He was so direct, Jiang Zeyuan was even more surprised.

After a moment of silence, he said: "Maybe I will disappoint you. My master and I don't have anything to repay the favor. It's not worth it for you to do this."

"Whether I can repay this favor or not, I should judge it myself." Seeing that they were about to reach Wuyou Mountain, Qin Feng took Jiang Zeyuan and his master to the back mountain. At the end, he looked at him firmly and said: "Elder Jiang, don't worry too much. I think you are the one who is most worried about Zhongli now, right?"

Jiang Zeyuan frowned slightly and looked at Qin Feng with complicated eyes.

Qin Feng ignored him. After landing, he made an invitation to Mo Wenyuan's bamboo building: "Senior Jiang, please."

Jiang Zeyuan frowned and looked at him, his eyes fell on Zhongli, and finally nodded and walked in first.

After entering the door, Zhu Xing stood beside Mo Wenyuan. Judging from Mo Wenyuan's appearance, he should agree to treat Zhongli.

Jiang Zeyuan changed his face the moment he entered the door, and walked in quickly with a flattering face: "Oh, Elder Mo! After three hundred years, we finally meet again..."

He folded his hands, and before he had time to perform the salute between fellow practitioners, he heard Mo Wenyuan said indifferently: "Okay, it's okay to pretend with others, but you still want to pretend when you come to me?"

Jiang Zeyuan paused, and the flattery on his face disappeared the next moment, revealing a helpless look: "You are welcome, three hundred years, a little Nothing has changed."

"You have changed a lot. You used to be so embarrassed every time you met me, but now you have learned to sing opera." Mo Wenyuan poured two cups of tea and put one of them in front of the empty seat opposite, which was obviously reserved for Jiang Zeyuan: "Okay, why are you still standing here now? Are you really waiting for me to treat you?"

Jiang Zeyuan shook his head helplessly: "After so many years, you still have that bad temper..."

That said, he still walked to the opposite side of Mo Wenyuan and sat down.

Mo Wenyuan turned his head and glanced at Qin Feng, and said unhappily:"You are good at arranging things for me, so don't stand there. Send him into the house. Zhu Xing knows what medicine to give him."

Knowing that he did it on purpose, Qin Feng smiled and bowed respectfully: "Thank you, Master."

The old man is always hard-mouthed but soft-hearted.

After sending the man into the house, Zhu Xing had already prepared things. He stuffed a pill into Zhongli's mouth and helped him swallow it with his spiritual power.

"Master said that Zhongli's breath is unstable now. If the old man directly attacks, Zhongli can't bear it. Use the pill to stabilize his heart first, and wait until he calms down."

"Yes." Mo Wenyuan spoke, and Qin Feng was relieved.

He glanced at Zhongli lying on the bed. The latter closed his eyes and still looked stubborn.

Because of the void summoning formation, Zhongli still has a breath of another world on his body.

That is not the breath of Qin Feng's hometown, but the cold air from the abyss of extreme cold.

But Qin Feng knew that he was absolutely right. When Zhongli's formation was activated, he did feel the breath of his hometown.

But now he couldn't verify whether his idea was true or not. Everything had to wait until Zhongli woke up.

Jiao Xia told him that when Zhongli summoned, the space he could touch was all from his obsession in his mind, and even just a fleeting thought would be stimulated at this time.

Things in the subconscious mind would cause him to connect with the other world.

But no one knew what Zhongli was thinking at the time, and at what stage, he coincidentally formed a connection with Qin Feng's hometown.

All these had to wait until Zhongli woke up.

But now, Qin Feng had another question to ask.

"Brother, it seems that Master and Senior Jiang are old friends?" Qin Feng was not convenient to go out to disturb him, so he could only find Zhu Xing to test it first.

But as soon as he finished asking, he heard Mo Wenyuan's voice: "Okay, don't test Zhu Xing there, come out if you want to ask something."