Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 116 Lin Yi wakes up
Han Ning let out a muffled snort, as if his huge body couldn't bear the tremendous force contained in the tip of Pan Ye's spear, he flew backwards.

Pan Ye leaned on the gun and squatted halfway, panting slightly, the blood dripping from the corners of his eyes made him half-close his eyes, looking towards the direction where Han Ning was knocked into the air.

With his increasingly sharp eyesight, he can clearly see:

The iron tower-like giant flew in mid-air, with an extremely painful expression on his face, but what was against him was that the corners of his mouth pulled out a strange arc, the airflow of the two pairs of giant arms under his arms twisted, dissipated out of thin air, and turned into a powerful thrust, Push him farther and faster.

until it disappeared into the dark night.

"???"

"Yeah, I fell for it."

Looking at Han Ning who had disappeared at the end of his field of vision and could no longer catch up, Pan Ye was speechless for a while, and cursed involuntarily.

Pan Ye thought that he would run away, but he didn't expect to escape in this way.

Han Ning's voluntary escape can only be said that he was hurt more than himself.

Standing where he was, he took a deep breath to relieve the increasingly severe fatigue in his body.

While the medicinal power of the red blood pill was still there, Pan Ye leaped to Lin Yi's side after a few ups and downs, gently picked her up and carried her behind his back.

The surroundings are already a mess, there are large and small shallow pits everywhere, the branches and leaves on the edge of the ground fell to the ground, all kinds of human organs and blood, mud mixed together, solidified into groups of strange things exuding a stench .

So much so that the air is filled with the smell of a slaughterhouse.

Pan Ye didn't see the man with the sword running away just now, thinking that he was also seriously injured like Lao Zhang and fell down somewhere.

With Lin Yi on his back, Pan Ye first found Lao Zhang who had fallen into a coma more than a hundred meters away. Fortunately, although Lao Zhang's breathing was weak, he was still alive.

Grabbing Lao Zhang with one hand, he saw another person not far away.

There was a big hole in the man's chest, and the organs inside were gone, and there was no sound for a long time.

Pan Ye recognized him as the priest of the Lin Mansion holding a mandarin duck axe, with a cultivation level of eighth rank.

With a soft sigh, of the seven people who came to help him not long ago, five of them died and one was missing. Pan Ye searched around again, but he didn't find another eighth-rank priest, so he took the two of them to the center of Linfu. go.

After walking tens of meters, they saw a group of people from the Lin Mansion hiding behind the wall and staring at this side through the transom.

The leader, Pan Ye, also knew him. He was an old man over sixty years old with gray hair and dressed in commoner clothes.

The chief steward of the Lin family, Lin Yuedong.

Although Lin Yuedong was not familiar with Pan Ye and his son, he had watched Pan Ye grow up, and he also handled the latter's deacon appointment letter, so he was no stranger to Pan Ye.

"Zhang Gongfeng, are Miss and Master Zhang alright?"

Pan Ye glanced at the people not far away, pulled Lin Butler aside, and said in a serious tone: "Miss Lin Yi is fine, but she just passed out, please trouble Lin Butler to hurry and invite the best doctor in Lin's mansion to come over. Uncle Zhang is about to lose his hold. Also, the culprit has already fled, and I haven't had time to clean up the corpses of the people enshrined in the mansion, so you can send someone to clean them up..."

His current disguise is Lao Zhang's distant nephew.

Lin Yi leaned her face against Pan Ye's back, her eyes were closed tightly, and she was breathing steadily. Even though the two of them had been beating each other until it was dark, she didn't wake up.

Lin Butler glanced at the old Zhang with a face like gold paper, nodded with a serious face, and said in a low voice:

"Aye, the third master is missing, this matter is urgent, I have already sent someone to notify the old man.

"Right now, the Lin Mansion is empty. You are the second master's confidant. I trust you. Please send them to the yard. There are already doctors over there who are healing Miss Mingke. They are all the best doctors in the Lin Mansion. And take care of your injuries."

"Master Zhang was seriously injured. I was worried that the doctor of the Lin family was not good enough. I personally went to the Qingmu Gang and asked them to send someone to treat Mr. Zhang's injury."

As expected of the great butler of the Lin family, Fang explained everything calmly and calmly as soon as they met.

Pan Ye agreed, Qiang Xing raised his increasingly heavy eyelids, and led Lin Yi and Lao Zhang to Lin Yi's yard quickly.

At this time, the small courtyard had returned to calm, the hall was brightly lit, and the little maids came in and out holding small porcelain bottles on trays.

Lin Mingke's face was pale, and she was sitting behind the round table in the living room with her eyes closed. Several doctors surrounded her, some were taking her pulse, and some were applying a layer of light green plaster on her temples and rubbing them gently.

Hearing the movement, Lin Mingke opened his eyes like smoke and met Pan Ye's bloodshot eyes.

Lin Mingke's calm eyes fluttered slightly, and as soon as the eyes of the two touched, she cast her gaze on the two behind and in Pan Ye's arms, and stood up abruptly:

"Quick, go and save them, I'm fine."

"Save Uncle Zhang first, he is dying soon."

Pan Ye encouraged to open his increasingly heavy eyes. After saying these words, he couldn't hold on any longer. His eyes darkened, and he faced the ground with a plop, and fell hard.

Seeing this, Lin Ming couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and ran to Pan Ye to check the situation.

Originally, Lin Yi unconsciously hugged Pan Ye's neck with both hands and was sleeping soundly, but was shocked by the force of his falling to the ground, and opened her eyes in a daze.

Not knowing the situation, she found that her hands were subconsciously pushed down, and she felt that her body was hard but soft. She couldn't help but feel a little strange, so she rubbed her eyes and took a closer look.

A strong man with naked upper body and full of blood stains was lying under her body. Her hands rested on the man's shoulders, and her legs were close together, sandwiching the man's high buttocks.

"what!"

Lin Yi let out a scream, thinking of some horrible and nasty things in his mind, he rolled his eyes in fright, and fainted again.

After half a stick of incense, Lin Yiyou woke up, and saw a group of middle-aged and elderly people looking at her with concern, and shrank back in fright.

Looking around again, he found that this was his home, so he patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister-in-law, where's sister-in-law?"

The girl was like a toddler waking up and unable to find her mother, shouting anxiously.

Lin Ming, who was in the side room, heard the movement and hurried to the hall.

Lin Yi saw that Lin Mingke's milky white long dress was covered with blood, especially on the chest, a large pool of scarlet blood was particularly eye-catching, and said in surprise, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I hurt my heart and lungs."

Lin Mingke waved his hand and continued, "It's great that you came back safely, thanks to..."

"Sister-in-law, what are you thankful for?"

Lin Mingke opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

"It was Pan Ye, he saved you."

"It's him...he's back."

Lin Yi muttered to himself, a ripple appeared in her bright eyes.

"I don't know about the other circumstances. Pan Ye just passed out when he came back with you on his back. He and Uncle Zhang are seriously injured now. Several doctors are doing their best to heal them."

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