The Villain in Women's Clothing: Son Of Luck Seek Revenge at the Start!

The disciples of Suyun Pavilion all looked a little ugly when their own saint said this, what does it mean to hand over?

So many good things, think they want to pay?

Didn't you get hanged and beaten as a holy son? If you don't pay it, maybe your life will be lost!

Besides, don't you have a good time with yourself?

You are very arrogant with them, but you are so rude to the outside world, how dare you talk about them?

No Healing Medicine Pill?!

The Son of Suyun Pavilion looked anxious.

It's not a small injury he suffered! If the time drags on for too long, the legs may be lost!

In desperation, the Son of Suyun Pavilion suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up.

"You guys really can't count on them!" He cursed again, reaching out and taking out a small bag from the back of his waist.

Spread it out, it's full of powder.

This was supposed to be a Medicine Pill, but he was kicked several times by the guy named Yun Fan, and this pill became a fan.

He had been there for a long time, usually kept as a spare, and then forgot about it.

"Fortunately, this holy son has hidden his hand." The Suyun Pavilion holy son was triumphant, but he did not pay any attention to the resentful eyes of his fellow disciple.

He raised his neck, no matter whether the ginseng was mixed or not, and the amount of the medicine was poured into his mouth.

When the powder is in the mouth, it melts quickly.

The medicine comes with it.

Both Spiritual Qi recovery and wound healing.

The severe pain in both legs began to ease.

Suyun Pavilion's clenched brows stretched slightly, and when the medicinal power was fully exerted, he scolded: "You go to a dozen people, quickly find some spiritual herbs for this holy son, the more the better, if you can't find it. Don't come back!

There is no way to completely heal his injury with just that sip of medicinal powder! More Medicine Pill or Spiritual herbs with the same effect must be needed.

Taking a mouthful of Spiritual Qi, the Son of Suyun Pavilion blocked the veins of his legs again.

This Chunyundan medicinal powder has a good therapeutic effect, but the pain relief effect is relatively general.

"Also, give this holy son a squeeze on his back." After twisting his body laboriously, the holy son of Suyun Pavilion shouted.

He was beaten all over his body so blue and purple, it was so uncomfortable.

As for why he used the same sect, in his opinion, being the saint of the sect is the most honorable among his disciples, and it is an honor for others to serve him.

The two disciples behind him looked at each other and stepped forward silently.

He crouched down and put his hand on the shoulder of his holy son.

"Yes, yes, be careful!" The Son of Suyun Pavilion narrowed his eyes and rebuked him casually, ready to enjoy.

But who knows, it is not a massage that is ushered in.

puff!

The sound of two short knives entering the body sounded at the same time.

Suyun Pavilion's expression instantly froze.

Immediately, he opened his mouth, his eyes widened, and there was disbelief in his horror.

Feeling the severe pain from both sides of the back waist in the body, the neck trembled and twisted towards the back with great difficulty.

But don't wait to speak.

Poof! Poof!

Two more knives.

Suyun Pavilion's body suddenly froze, and a large mouth of blood suddenly poured out.

This time, all the disciples of Suyun Pavilion noticed it.

Looking at this scene, there was stun, panic and the relief hidden in the deepest part of his eyes.

"You... want to rebel?! Come over and kill these two people for me!" Su Yunge's holy son was extremely angry, but his body was already weak, and he was stabbed four times in a row. If he hadn't taken Chunyun Pill and The powder of Huiqi Pill was probably dead long ago. He was weak when he spoke, and he kept coughing up blood.

The rest of the disciples were trying to rescue him, but behind the Holy Son of Suyun Pavilion, one of the disciples holding a knife stood up eloquently, with no intentions on his face.

Then he took out the long sword from his waist and placed it across the neck of the Son of Suyun Pavilion.

"Senior brothers and sisters, please listen to me first!" The disciple said loudly.

"Stop! Stop all for Ben Saint 713!"

Looking at the sword edge that was close at hand, the Son of Suyun Pavilion was so frightened that he was so frightened that his voice suddenly became sharper, ignoring the fatal wound on his waist and the internal injury he had just hit by Yun Fan. .

Hearing this, everyone was busy and stopped.

When the kidnapped disciple saw this, he coughed lightly and asked, "Senior brothers and sisters, ask yourselves, is someone like him worthy of being the holy son of our Suyun Pavilion?!"

When the voice fell, no one voiced opposition, and no one voiced support.

But from the frowning brows and the flickering disgust on the faces of everyone present, the answer was clear.

"In addition to calling us, scolding and punishing at every turn? What have we got?"

Seeing everyone's reaction, Suyun Pavilion's heart suddenly panicked, and he hurriedly shouted: "Don't care what he said, kill, kill them both for this saint first!

However, no one listened.

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