Wudang

Chapter 40 Bear the brunt of the scapegoat

Zhang Junbao didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but he regained consciousness in a daze.

The whistling wind in his ears, as well as the severe pain and weightlessness from his body woke him up.

"I'm still falling?" Zhang Junbao struggled to open his eyes, he found that he was still in mid-air, which meant that the coma just now didn't last long, maybe just for a short while.

Zhang Junbao's body kept hitting the branches of trees protruding from the cliff during the fall.

"Come on a big tree, let me hang it." Zhang Junbao shouted.

It's a pity that these branches are very small and can't support such a huge impact. They broke and crackled one after another, and the leaves and branches fell together with Zhang Junbao's body.

Suddenly, a chirping sound came from Zhang Junbao's ear.

"Diao?" Zhang Junbao finally realized that it was the golden eagle that was holding him, otherwise he would have fallen to the bottom of the mountain long ago, his body was smashed to pieces, and there was no bones left, right?

I saw the golden eagle's claws grasping Zhang Junbao's shoulders. Due to the great force, the claws were embedded in the flesh. It flapped its huge wings desperately. Even with a wingspan of nearly ten feet, it wanted to fly with Zhang Junbao. It can't do it even if it's not injured.

Especially now that the golden eagle is also injured.

Zhang Junbao found that his downward trend continued unabated, and the situation was still not good.

In addition, Zhang Junbao's consciousness began to blur again due to the severe pain in his heart.

Even if he didn't fall to his death this time, the fatal wound on his heart would still kill him.

He could feel that his life was being lost, and the wound on his heart was so severe that the sword almost pierced through his heart.

"Fetal Breath Jue!" Zhang Junbao could only place his hopes on this technique.

It has to be said that he has not died until now because of this technique.

Since practicing the fetal breath formula, Zhang Junbao's state is like a hibernating insect.

Although it can't be as amazing as Master and Patriarch Chen Tuan, it still effectively reduces various consumptions.

For example, the heartbeat becomes extremely slow, otherwise the heart will be pierced with a hole, and every time it beats, I don't know how much blood it will bleed out. How much blood can he have to bleed?

Therefore, he can barely maintain his life now.

If you want to reverse this situation, you have to understand the method of consolidating the foundation and returning to the essence of the fetal breath formula.

Only in this way can one's injury be reversed and even recovered.

"Diao'er, hurry up." Zhang Junbao shouted with difficulty.

He knew that this golden eagle was probably psychic and very spiritual.

When I was in the palace, I saved its life.

Now it has come to save itself.

Zhang Junbao's voice was not loud, but the golden eagle still heard it, and his sharp claws tightened.

This claw made Zhang Junbao grin a little, it hurt too much.

But he just needs this kind of painful stimulation.

Although his heart and mouth were in severe pain as well, he still needed various stimuli to keep his consciousness as clear as possible, otherwise he would fall into a coma again, and the only thing waiting for him was death.

"Fly as far away as possible, away from the place where you directly fall." Zhang Junbao shouted again.

He said he was shouting, but the voice was actually very small. After all, his life was dying and it was extremely difficult to speak.

Coupled with the wind noise caused by the ups and downs, most people can't hear it clearly.

Fortunately, it is a golden eagle, whether it is vision or hearing, it is far superior to ordinary people.

The golden eagle neighed as a response.

It flapped its wings desperately and flew towards the side.

With Zhang Junbao, the golden eagle would suddenly fall several feet from time to time, then stabilized a little, then fell again.

It's like a baby bird learning to fly, or like a drunk person, stumbling, bumping up and down, and may fall into the bottomless abyss at any time.

Zhang Junbao knew very well that the assassin would definitely go down the mountain to confirm whether he was dead.

It just fell directly below. If he didn't die, he would just come over and make up for it with a sword.

Therefore, it is necessary to stay away from the original whereabouts, so that there may be a glimmer of life.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Junbao's body shook suddenly, and there was a loud 'bang'.

He couldn't help but let out a scream.

He felt that all the bones in his body were broken, and he almost passed out directly.

Fortunately, his consciousness is still there, but he can feel that his heart is still bleeding, so he won't die from bleeding, right?
There is no way, it is difficult for him to move now, and he cannot stop the bleeding.

The golden eagle fell to the side and struggled, but unfortunately he couldn't stand up anymore. The injury was not serious, and after holding Zhang Junbao for so long, he was almost exhausted.

"Healing medicine." After a while, Zhang Junbao saw the golden eagle propping up its body with its wings, and moved towards him.

He didn't know if the Golden Eagle understood what he said.

The golden eagle stared at Zhang Junbao suspiciously. Although it had spirituality, it didn't know much about Zhang Junbao's words.

Zhang Junbao's eyes fell on his own chest, and then stared at the golden eagle, rolling his eyeballs and winking.

The golden eagle seemed to understand, and tore off the robe on Zhang Junbao's chest with his beak, and there was a small porcelain bottle inside.

Zhang Junbao opened his mouth and signaled Jin Diao to open the porcelain bottle and feed him the elixir inside.

The golden eagle understood this time, his beak directly bit the small porcelain bottle, the small porcelain bottle shattered, and a lot of pills scattered from it.

The golden eagle picked up the pills one by one with its beak, and stuffed them all into Zhang Junbao's mouth.

The healing elixir entered his stomach, and Zhang Junbao's spirit was lifted by a burst of coolness.

The elixir can extend his life, but it can't completely save him from danger.

Zhang Junbao closed his eyes and continued to comprehend the 'Fetal Breath Jue'.

With his own life at stake, Zhang Junbao found that he seemed to have an inexplicable touch.

Consolidating the roots and returning to the original seems to have a little effect, because he can feel the strangeness coming from his heart, which is a kind of improvement, as if he is repairing the heart pierced by the sword.

It's a pity that this effect is weak, and his injury is still deteriorating.

It can only be said that the fetal breath formula slowed down the speed of the injury, but did not completely reverse the current bad situation.

If there is no one to help, he will definitely die if he drags on.

But here, who can find it?

Even if he is found, Zhang Junbao thinks that the assassin is the most likely, and he still cannot escape death.

Abandon distracting thoughts, frantically heal wounds, and die like this, how can you be reconciled?

It is said that the assassin saw Zhang Junbao fall off the cliff, and rushed to the edge of the cliff to have a look, only to see Zhang Junbao and the golden eagle quickly fell down and out of sight.

He can be sure that the sword just now has pierced Zhang Junbao's heart, and he will definitely die.

However, if he wanted to see the dead body, he immediately went down the mountain and went to the foot of the mountain to find Zhang Junbao's body and confirm it.

Of course, if you really want to find the corpse at this time, it should be smashed into a pulp.

"No?" When the assassin came to search near the landing point, he couldn't find it.

He couldn't help but looked up and checked the location again.

That's right, if it falls from above, it will be around here.

But he has searched the surrounding area for several miles, but there is no trace of Zhang Junbao.

However, he still found scattered broken branches in a place below, which were obviously just broken.

"Could it be hanging halfway up the cliff?" He looked thoughtfully at the trees extending from the cliff.

These broken branches should have been broken by Zhang Junbao, there is no doubt about it.

Just when he was thinking about whether to climb up the cliff to look for it, his ears suddenly moved.

There was movement not far away.

"No, Ahema's men are here." He frowned slightly.

It would be too unwise to conflict with Ahema's men, and he is alone now.

"Definitely dead." He whispered, turned around and left here quickly.

Don't talk about your own sword, just fall from above, how can there be no reason for immortality?

"Sister, isn't that?"

When the assassin turned to leave, the eldest grandson girl not far away noticed.

"Wang Mao's men." Miss Dugu raised her brows, "Take him down."

The guards behind her rushed up when they heard it.

The assassin was shocked, was discovered?

His martial arts are very high, but facing the three subordinates who were chasing up from Miss Dugu, he couldn't hold on to a few moves, and was quickly taken down.

When he was escorted in front of the two women, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

I thought it was Ahema's men and horses, but I was mistaken.

"Young lady, I don't know why Miss~~"

Before he finished speaking, Miss Dugu shouted, "Where's Zhang Junbao?"

There was a hint of panic on the assassin's face.

He knew that it was his young master's intention to kill Zhang Junbao, so he didn't tell this eldest lady.

And this eldest lady is clearly opposed to doing so.

"Miss, I don't know what you're talking about?" There was a trace of doubt on his face.

Miss Dugu winked at the three guards.

The three immediately greeted the assassin well.

"Stop, tell me, where is Zhang Junbao?" After a while, Miss Dugu raised her hand and asked.

The assassin was beaten up, but faced with the questioning, his mouth was tightly shut.

"Don't tell me?" Miss Dugu's voice turned cold.

The assassin's body trembled, and he struggled a bit: "Miss, please spare my life, I just follow orders."

"Tell me, tell me everything, I won't kill you." Miss Dugu shouted.

So he quickly said about killing Zhang Junbao.

He knew that this young lady still kept her promise and was very trustworthy. If she didn't kill herself, then her life should be saved.

As for the matter about Zhang Junbao, there was nothing bad to say, since he was already dead anyway.

At that time, I can't hide it.

Miss Dugu's face turned pale, she was still late.

Once Zhang Junbao died, how could Huolong Daoist give up?

Wang Mao said that she had a plan to target Huolong Zhenren, but in her opinion, this was probably a conspiracy of the Wang family to use the hands of Huolong Zhenren to deal with her Dugu family.

Under Huolong Daoist's fury, his Dugu family will probably bear the brunt and become the Wang family's scapegoat. How can such a thing happen?

This has to be guarded against.

So she always wanted to stop Wang Mao, but it was too late now.

"Sister." Miss Dugu took a deep breath and said.

Miss Changsun immediately stepped forward and pierced the assassin's chest with a sword.

"Miss, you said you won't kill~~me~~"

"My sister said I won't kill you, but I didn't say I wouldn't kill you." Miss Changsun drew out her long sword, and the assassin's eyes widened, and he fell down.

"Miss, someone is here." A vigilant guard came to report.

"Take the corpse and deal with the traces here. Let's go over there to avoid it." After the girl Dugu finished speaking, she looked up at the top of the cliff and sighed secretly in her heart.

At this time, it is impossible to go up to find Zhang Junbao's corpse.

Because Ahema's people came here.

She didn't want to meet Ahema's people face to face, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

As the two women and their group left, many people came towards this side.

In front is Miao Daoyi.

(End of this chapter)