Phantom Spear

Previously, he mentioned that Liu Bing Bing's appearance had finally persuaded the Wan father and son to escape Jiang Feng, Du Shaoyang, and Li Qing Shuang.

Liu Bing Bing and the Wan father and son entered the hall of Death's Door from another unguarded path. Wan Xingyun looked at Liu Bing Bing happily and laughed: "Bing Bing, if you and Tian Ba continue chatting here, I, as an old man, won't bother with matters between you young people anymore. Haha! "Tianba, you have to take good care of Bing Bing and don't neglect her. Daddy still has some matters to take care of so he will be leaving first." Wan Tianba replied. Liu Bing Bing said politely: "Greetings, Uncle Wan!" Wan Tianba nodded, saying: "Oh, Bing Bing, it's like we're at home here, don't be so restrained. It's been a few days since you and Tian Ba last met, you two should have a nice chat." Liu Bing Bing smiled: "Uncle Wan, you do what you need to do. Don't worry about me, but where is the plain now?" Wan Xing Yun said, "Haha, Bing Bing, don't worry. Brother Plains, I've already sent people to settle him down. When you are ready to leave, someone will go inform him." "As he spoke, he walked out of the hall to his and his wife's room.

Wan Xingyun pushed open the door and placed a memorial tablet on the table. It was carved with his beloved wife, the Li family's seat. Wan Xingyun lit three incense sticks and bowed three times towards his wife's memorial tablet. Ever since his wife passed away from a serious illness seventeen years ago, he had never broken the string, because in his heart, his wife was the only one he could take on. And his wife's death was more or less related to him as well. After the incense was served, he sat down and began to handle some of the sect's affairs.

In the lobby, Wan Xingyun asked, "Bing Bing, are you really looking for me at the Death's Door?" Liu Bing Bing said snappily: "Of course, if I don't come looking for you, then what am I doing here?" Bing Bing, I know you have been keeping an eye on that guy called Jiang Feng. Since you came at the right time, that means you have been keeping an eye on him, but it doesn't matter. He will be defeated by me sooner or later. Although Wan Tianba thought that, he said: "Bing Bing, I think you must have some problems, right? If there's any trouble, just based on the power of our Death Gate will be able to help you. " Liu Bing Bing said: "Yes, it does have something to do. I just want to ask if you know where my brother is right now?" Wan Tianba seemed to hesitate as he stuttered, "Bing Bing, this..." "If you make it difficult for me, I can only tell you that Brother Liu is now busy with official business." Liu Bing Bing said unhappily: "What's there to be confused about? If you know, you know. If you don't know, you don't know. I hate it when a man stutters." Although Wan Tianba treated everyone with disdain, he always spoke humbly and humbly to Liu Bing Bing. He even tolerated Liu Bing Bing's scolding. Wan Tianxiong was helpless and could only say, "He … I think he should be in the capital city's Prefecture Yin Residence by now. " Liu Bing Bing was puzzled: "What is my brother doing in that place?" Wan Tianba smiled bitterly, "I really don't know about that. How about I bring you to see Brother Liu later, Bing Bing?" "Liu Bing Bing was afraid that he would cause trouble for Jiang Feng again, and that she really did want to meet her brother. Thus, she agreed readily.

Ever since Du Shaoyang and that dead disciple left, he hadn't had a good rest on his bed. He got up, ordered a pot of hot tea, and sat at the table, waiting for news from Du Shaoyang. In the time it took for two incense sticks to burn, the door was heavily pushed open. Jiang Feng and Li Qingshuang quickly helped Du Shaoyang in and let him sit down. Dao leader Tai Xu saw that Du Shaoyang was also severely injured and was naturally worried for his beloved disciple. He asked, "Shaoyang, who was the one that injured you like this? No, with your strength, even if you can't defeat him, how could you be injured like this? ": Du Shaoyang apologetically said:" Martial Uncle, this disciple is useless. He lost face to our Clear Void Sect today. "But that guy used poison. His disciples were unable to guard against his poison, which was why they were so adamant about it. Cough, cough, if not for Brother Jiang and the other lady saving us with all our might, I'm afraid that Qing Shuang and I would have died at the hands of Wan Tianba today." Daoist Great Void said, "Shaoyang, what time is it? What's the matter with face? How are your injuries?" Du Shaoyang was out of luck. He tried to adjust his Dantian by himself, but to no avail. He shook his head. Even though Taoist Great Void was very worried for Du Shaoyang's safety, he still said to Jiang Feng, "Little Brother Jiang, thank you for saving Shaoyang and little girl Li today. This old Taoist is here …" Jiang Feng quickly returned the gesture and said, "Dao leader need not be so polite. Brother Shaoyang is my friend, and today his life is in danger. How can I not save him? This is something our generation should do." The Great Void Daoist nodded his head lightly and was very satisfied with Jiang Feng's words. Although Li Qingshuang stood to the side, she didn't say a word, but sparkling tears fell from her eyes and fell onto Du Shaoyang's hands. He felt them and raised his head to look at Li Qingshuang, who was sobbing, and said with a smile, "Qing'er, don't be sad, I'm fine!" Li Qingshuang choked with sobs, "Shaoyang ge, don't lie to me. Although I don't know martial arts, I know everything … If you didn't save me, how could you be injured like this? In short, everything is my fault. " Speaking to this point, he started to sob. Du Shaoyang struggled to get up, gently hugged Li Qingshuang, and whispered into her ear, "Alright, Qing'er, don't cry anymore. I'm really fine, it's just a small injury. Brother Jiang is still here. If you continue to cry, you'll lose face! " He wiped away the tears for Li Qingshuang, who gradually stopped crying.

When the Great Void Daoist saw the black gas on Du Shaoyang's forehead, he asked, "Shaoyang, did you cure the poison?" Du Shaoyang smiled bitterly, "Reporting to Martial Uncle, although I've taken some medicine of my own, it's useless. It seems like without the unique antidote of the Death's Underground Sect, this poison will not be able to be cured." Li Qingshuang was shocked, "Shaoyang ge, then what about your martial arts?" Taoist Taixu asked anxiously, "What?" "Shaoyang, will this poison harm your martial arts roots?" Du Shaoyang nodded slowly and said, "Wan Tianba said that if there is no antidote within ten days, all my martial arts will be wasted." When Taoist Taixu heard this, he felt as if he was struck by lightning from a clear sky, unable to utter a word for a long time. Jiang Feng seemed to be able to see through their thoughts as he solemnly vowed, "Dao leader, Brother Shaoyang, don't worry. I will definitely get you the antidote for getting drunk a thousand days within ten days." Du Shaoyang coughed a few times and said, "Brother Jiang, I will not decline your kind offer. If it's too difficult, it's best not to take the risk!" "You don't have to force yourself to do anything. Just let nature take its course." Jiang Feng replied, "Yes, I know. How about this, Brother Shaoyang, Taoist Elder. I have an injured friend waiting for me at the inn to take care of him. I need to go first." Taoist Taixu said, "Little brother Jiang, since you have something important on your mind, you should hurry back. Don't delay any longer." Jiang Feng cupped his hands in farewell and said, "Then, this one will take my leave. Don't worry, I will definitely get the antidote." Finishing his words, he bid farewell to Du Shaoyang and the other two and returned to the Pleiadian Inn.

Seeing that Jiang Feng had left, Du Shaoyang asked with concern, "Qing'er, you were at the Death Gate, did they hurt you?" Li Qingshuang sat beside him and said, "Shaoyang ge, I'm fine, but you, I'm worried that you'll …" As they talked, their eyes became moist again. Du Shaoyang quickly asked, "Qing'er, do you hope that Shaoyang brother will die soon?" Li Qingshuang shook her head with all her might and said, "No, Shaoyang ge, I didn't mean that!" Du Shaoyang laughed: "Then promise me you won't cry again, or else I might die, haha!" Taoist Taixu said, "Shaoyang, you are bullying Little Girl Li again." Li Qingshuang laughed as she broke into tears. Although the three of them had a haze in their hearts, after this short period of joking, their moods were a lot better …

What about later?

And then we'll see how it breaks down in the next round.