After the waste material goes against the sky

Chapter 347 Wulin Scourge [6]

"He's still breathing." Yi Wuchen said as he lifted the man's shirt to check his injuries.

"I was stabbed in the chest and had internal injuries. Fortunately, my heart was not injured."

Mo Zihan squatted down and picked up the token on the man, with the word "Qingshan" engraved on it.

"They are from the Qingshan sect." When Mo Zihan spoke, his brows were tightly frowned.

Seeing Mo Zihan like this, Yi Wuchen and Leng Feng also sighed.

Mo Zihan is not a nosy person, she mostly turns a blind eye to the dead people on the road.However, recently, who knows who is using the name of Tuoli to massacre people in the rivers and lakes, causing the whole rivers and lakes to be dissatisfied with the behavior of the North Vietnamese emperor, and the situation is gradually rising.

That's why they hurried back from Luo Zhiguo to North Vietnam after receiving the news.

"Who on earth dares to blame the North Vietnamese emperor?" Yi Wuchen also frowned.

At first they thought it was Luo Yuling from Luo Zhiguo, or the Evil Spirit Cult itself was doing such a thing in order to get revenge on Tuoli.

But after half a year in Luo Zhiguo, all the information from Mingtang pointed to the territory of Beiyue near the border of Xiliang, so they came back to Baiyun Villa.Lucheng, where Baiyun Villa is located, is the closest city to Xiliang.

Unexpectedly, just after returning, such a thing happened at the door of the house.

"Feng, you go back and find a carriage. He is so badly injured that he can no longer ride bumpy."
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When Luo Qingyun woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

Amid the sharp pain in his chest, Luo Qingyun opened his eyes.

This was a strange bed, and on the bed - a clean quilt with a scent of soap was placed on him.The room was clean and tidy, and the sun shone in, just shining on him.

Stretching out his hand to touch the wound that had been bandaged, he was surprised to find that he had miraculously saved his life under the hands of those people.

I lay on the bed for a while, but no one came into the house.

The unbearable hunger came, Luo Qingyun had no choice but to support himself up, and was about to get out of bed to see who saved him.

Just as he was about to get out of bed, the door opened.An old man about five or sixty years old walked in.

Seeing that Luo Qingyun had woken up and got up to get out of bed, he immediately stepped forward to help him and let him lie back down again.

"Young master, you are seriously injured. It is not appropriate to get out of bed and walk around at this time." The old man said while helping Luo Qingyun to remake the quilt.

"Old man... Can you save me?" Luo Qingyun asked hoarsely.

The old man smiled and said: "Of course not. The one who saved the young master is my master, and I am just a servant here."

"Dare to ask the old man, what is the name of your master?"

"My master's name is Han Mo."

"Han Mo..." Luo Qingyun repeated the name.In his cognition, it seems that he has never heard of Han Mo's name.

"Then where is this place?"

"This is Baiyun Villa."

"Baiyun Villa..." Luo Qingyun still hadn't heard of it. "This Baiyun Villa is in Lucheng?"

"Yes, this is the outskirts of Lucheng."

The old man's answer made Luo Qingyun nodded in understanding.It seems that the place where he was injured should not be far from this Baiyun Villa, and the owner of this villa should have just happened to pass by before saving him.

(End of this chapter)