Cultivating Master In City

Although Du Lingbo's clothes looked very embarrassed, and his snow-white skin was exposed in many places, the real key parts did not leak out. This kind of feeling like dew or not would make people think more.

At this time, the door had been knocked open, and two burly puppets rushed in first, but stood there with a numb look. They didn't see Simon Shaojie twisting on the ground like a dying insect.

Then, several followers of Ximen Shaojie rushed in from the outside. There was an acquaintance of Zhou Yi, the strong man Li Changsheng. After they rushed in, they saw the tragedy of Simon Shaojie and were stunned for a moment.

Zhou Yi stopped drinking: "what are you waiting for? Why don't you ask the miracle doctor of Xinglin Valley to come and see what's wrong with your young sect leader?"

Li Changsheng reacted the fastest. He rushed out first and drove away quickly with a flying sword. The time was not very long. Li Changsheng led a middle-aged uncle with five wisps of long beard and Fairy Spirit to the scene. The middle-aged uncle came in and exuded a special smell of medicine. After smelling it, he felt relaxed and happy.

"I've seen senior brother Li Wenfeng." seeing the middle-aged man coming in, Du Lingbo bowed down to him politely.

"Lingbo fairy? Why are you here? Aren't you attacked and disappeared by the experts of the original species? How did you do this?" the uncle called Li Wenfeng asked in surprise when he saw Du Lingbo.

"Senior brother Wenfeng, it's hard to say. I'd better cure the young sect leader of Ximen first."

Li Wenfeng is a master in Xinglin Valley who has the same profound cultivation and medical skills. He is over seventy years old, but he has great maintenance skills. He looks like he is only in his forties. At the same time, Li Wenfeng is also a well-informed person. When he sees the scene in the house, he has his own calculation.

Xinglin Valley has always been very close to XingKong ancient sect. In history, XingKong ancient sect has saved the disaster of destroying the family and breaking the sect. It is natural to be very close to Du Lingbo. Li Wenfeng glanced at Zhou Yi and said, "Prince Zheng of the great Luomen is also there."

"Senior brother Wenfeng, save people quickly. Brother Ximen will be dead soon."

At this time, Ximen Shaojie's state is really about to die. His body has curled up into a shrimp, dripping with blood. There is no good place for his skin.

"What's the matter?" a set of gold needle magic weapons appeared in his hand with a wave from the palm of Wen Feng's hand. The golden needle glittered and pierced into the body of Simon Shaojie, who was still struggling and crazy.

Soon, Simon Shaojie's madness was stopped, but his body was still moving irregularly.

Li Wenfeng didn't like Ximen Shaojie or baijimen, but after all, it's a cooperative relationship, and Ximen Shaojie in a crazy state will die at any time, so he had to save him.

After controlling Ximen Shaojie, Li Wenfeng waved to the others to quit, leaving only Zhou Yi, Du Lingbo and two puppets. Li Wenfeng quickly stretched out his hand, pressed on Ximen Shaojie's pulse door, and calmly began the diagnosis.

"What's this? What a strange disease!" came over for a while, tightened his eyebrows from smelling the wind, looked at Du Lingbo and asked, "did the young sect leader Ximen suddenly get sick? Were there any signs before?"

Du Lingbo thought for a moment and replied according to what he had discussed with Zhou Yi: "I told senior brother Wenfeng that the young sect leader of Ximen wanted to be rude to me. It was the righteous son Zheng of the great Luomen who helped me. However, when the young sect leader of Ximen and the son Zheng were entangled, he suddenly fell ill. First he foamed at the mouth, then he bled at his seven orifices, and soon he convulsed and fell unconscious."

"No signs?"

"No, I'm just trying to persuade brother Ximen not to be rude to Lingbo fairy, but brother Ximen, hey, I think it's cancer that makes brother Ximen look like this."

"Nonsense! How can colored cancer be such a disease? It's not poisoning, nor is it a strange disease. It's obviously a strange spell."

"Magic? What magic can be so ferocious? Is there a way to heal?"

"I'm a doctor, not a high-level magician. I can't do anything when I get a spell."

"Elder martial brother Wenfeng, can you say that the spell you said is..." Du Lingbo interrupted at the right time.

"That's right. Martial nephew Lingbo, you should know about the struggle between us and the witch sect. Twenty or thirty people died here. Each of them was miserable, but they were either poisoned or evil. Finally, they were cursed by witchcraft. Look, Simon Shaojie's situation is very similar to those people's situation?"

What Zhou Yi wants is the judgment of Li Wenfeng, an expert. He already knows the situation when there is a conflict between the witch sect and baijimen and other sects. He knows that witchcraft is very strange, which makes the friars from the earth suffer a lot. Therefore, he uses simulated witchcraft to guide Li Wenfeng to make a wrong judgment. In fact, it is not a wrong judgment. After all, it is the carrier of witchcraft These little germs are the real carriers of witchcraft.

At this time, an old voice came from the outside, but it was like a Hong Zhong: "brother Wenfeng, how is the young sect leader of Ximen? Can I come in later?"

"Is it brother Zhao? Please come in. Let's all come in."

The door opened again. This time, it was not Simon Shaojie's followers and disciples who came in, but a group of people who seemed to have some identity. The first of them was a red faced old man with strong body and powerful sword eyebrows and tiger eyes.

"Elder martial brother Ling Feng, elder martial brother Tu an, elder martial brother Zhang, elder martial brother Wang, elder martial brother Hu, elder martial sister Pei... Are you all here?" Du Lingbo said hello to these people he knew one by one.

Seeing that Du Lingbo was on the scene and his clothes were untidy, I thought of Ximen Shaojie's style and the presence of Zheng Zhiwang, a prodigal son. Can the elite disciples of all sects not understand what might happen? But everyone was just surprised to ask two questions and didn't delve into it. An older nun took out a dress and took Du Lingbo to the inner room to change.

Everyone saw the tragedy of Ximen Shaojie. At this time, Ximen Shaojie had little air in and much air out. He was obviously dying.

Suddenly, Simon Shaojie sat up, his black and red eyes fixed on Li Wenfeng, and a voice came out in front of his throat, "it's Li Gugu..."

Then Simon Shaojie roared like a beast, his throat exploded, and a lot of black blood gushed out. All the people present are people with extraordinary skills. Naturally, they will not be splashed by black blood. However, the black blood splashed by Simon Shaojie seemed to be a living creature, constantly distorted and deformed, looking so strange.

Simon Shaojie, who fell down, didn't move. He was obviously dead. The red faced old man shot a red bead and flew to Simon Shaojie's head. Simon Shaojie's soul came out and entered the beads.

The red faced old man frowned. He didn't expect that even Simon Shaojie's soul was in a very unstable state and might be scared at any time.

"What kind of poison is this? It's so vicious? Even the soul is poisoned."

"Brother Zhao, this is not poison, but a spell."

"Brother Li, do you mean..."

"It's only possible. We've analyzed why Baiji gate is so perverse and obedient to Li gudu? Isn't it suspicious? Just before the death of Ximen's young sect leader, the voice in his throat whispered, isn't it Li gudu?"

The beast like roar from the throat of the evil sect Shaojie just now was heard by everyone present. For a moment, everyone was silent. They have seen the means of Li gudu. At this time, Ximen Shaojie's death is probably the only thing that Li gudu's witches can do. With the strength of two puppets around at any time, who else could pose a threat to Ximen Shaojie?

"If you are not my race, your heart will be different." Zhou Yi shook his head, but this sentence hit the point. The people of the witch sect come from other planets, and these people come from the earth. Originally, the cooperation was achieved in fear, threat and common interests. After seeing the tragedy of Simon Shaojie, everyone can't help feeling sad. If the other party really wants to attack them, I'm afraid it's also a miserable end.

"Young master Zheng, did you see anything strange at the scene?"

Zhou Yi spread out his hands and said, "No. brother Ximen suddenly went crazy and almost strangled me. Ladies and gentlemen, I think no one can do such a strange killing except Li gudu. We can't let him bully us anymore. Can't we Xiuxian guzong be a clay doll pinched at will?"

Zhou Yi bewitched people. What he said was what people were worried about. For a time, someone with a bad temper was already anxious at that time. "No, we can't let them kill at will. I'd rather die in battle than let those bastards who like to play Yin die like this."

"Who's going with me? Kill those bastards of the witch sect!"

The red faced old man snorted heavily and said, "the young sect leader of Ximen is unlucky to go, and he still needs the people of Baiji sect to deal with the aftermath. As for others, whether the people of the witch sect are playing tricks or not, we still need to have solid evidence."

The red faced old man obviously had great prestige. The people didn't get excited for a moment. They looked at each other and became silent.

Zhou Yi peeked at the red faced old man and said to his heart, who is this guy? Isn't this the group who helped the witch sect talking?