Douluo's Demon Dao Comes

Chapter 73

The fragrance of flowers permeates the Huahua mansion, and it seems that there is a fairy spirit descending, just like a fairyland on earth.

However, the Huahua Mansion, which is usually deserted, has also become lively. There is no other reason. The young master is seriously injured.

Pattern house.

Tang Xuan lay quietly on a flower cloud bed, and there were two figures standing beside the bed, one for Thunder Douluo.

The other figure was a woman, wearing a purple dress similar to Jiang Xingming, but different. The woman's purple dress was embroidered with hibiscus flowers, which looked extremely noble.

Seeing Tang Xuan's injury, the woman's soft face was also hard to see, and she lightly opened her red lips, "How could it be so badly injured?"

"This..." Lei Zhan also felt embarrassed for a while, he didn't know why the young master was seriously injured, but he quickly carried the young master when he saw Li Yun carrying the young master.

"Sigh." Looking at him like this, Zhao Xi knew that this big fool didn't know anything.

Zhao Xi said, "If you don't know anything, just watch him here, and I'll fry the medicine."

Lei Zhan laughed a few times in embarrassment, and sat down with a chair.

Zhao Xi got up, walked lightly on lotus steps, and left to another room to decoct medicine.

On the other side, Han Yunting finally entered the enshrinement hall and saw the great priest Jiang Xingming.

Jiang Xingming was sitting on the chair. He had just picked up the teacup with his right hand and was drinking slowly. His left hand knocked on the table, making a "dongdong" sound.

After seeing Han Yunting, Jiang Xingming slowly put down the teacup, and said with a smile, "Xiao Ting, what's the matter with coming to the worship hall."

Han Yunting said, "Great offering, the young master..."

When Jiang Xingming heard that it was Tang Xuan's business, he became serious, and said in a deep voice, "What's wrong with Xiao Xuan."

Han Yunting said word by word, "The young master is seriously injured."

"Don't tell me sooner."

Jiang Xingming's eyes were fixed, and he blamed, and his figure disappeared, only a ray of light rushed towards Huahua Mansion.

As soon as he arrived at Huahua Mansion, Jiang Xingming ran into Zhao Xi who had finished cooking the medicine. The two looked at each other at this moment, as if time stopped at this moment.

Jiang Xingming's throat moved silently, and in the end he didn't say the sentence Xiaoya, and his eyes were full of guilt.

Seeing Jiang Xingming, the soft smile on Zhao Xi's face disappeared, and he said coldly, "If you don't want Xiaoxuan to die, get out of the way."

"Sorry." The mighty priest finally bowed his head and walked to the side, apologizing, which seemed to have other meanings.

"No need." Unlike others' respect for Jiang Xingming, Zhao Xi's attitude towards Jiang Xingming was extremely indifferent, even mixed with a trace of hatred.

Pushing open the door, Zhao Xi sat next to Tang Xuan, feeding the medicine one mouthful at a time, the bitter medicine made Tang Xuan frowned unconsciously.

Seeing this, Zhao Xi's eyes showed distress. It was only ten years, and this child had already grown up so much.

Seeing Zhao Xi's expression, Jiang Xingming originally suppressed his anger and became more hopeful. His eyes did not hide his anger at all, and he left the room silently.

The aura of the two of them already made Lei Zhan feel uncomfortable all over. Seeing Jiang Xingming leave, he also walked outside lightly.

When Lei Zhan reached the door, Zhao Xi said softly, "Close the door."

"Bah."

There was a sound of closing the door as thin as a mosquito's moan, and only a comatose figure and a distressed woman remained in the room.

The dark black worship temple is surrounded by a billowing aura of desolation, which is extremely strong, and a terrifying aura is gathering in the hall.

The owner of the breath was Jiang Xingming, who was furious and was looking coldly at the priests in front of him.

For ten years, in the eyes of several priests, Jiang Xingming's deterrent power was greater than Jiang Cheng's, except of course Li Yun and Hong Hu.

One was Jiang Cheng who followed him when he was a teenager. In Hong Hu's eyes, Jiang Xingming was just a child, and his thinking was immature.

One is an old servant who has followed Haotianzong since. His thoughts are the same as Hong Hu's, and he unconsciously underestimates Jiang Xingming.

But the two of them didn't see that a child could persuade the four elders of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to join?Can a child support the Shadow Palace for ten years?Can a child be a level 97 Douluo?
Jiang Xingming saw the expressions of Li Yun and Hong Hu, and he said coldly, "Li Yun, call Jiang Mo over here."

Now Jiang Xingming, who was burning with anger, didn't even call him Mr. Li, and called Li Yun directly.

"Yes." Li Yun resigned, and returned with Jiang Mo almost instantly.Jiang Xingming, who was burning with anger, could only be suppressed by the deputy palace master of the back mountain.

Jiang Xingming said coldly, "Jiangmo, I asked you to protect the young master. Is that how you protect?" There was no emotion in the words, and only by listening carefully could one hear the anger.

Jiang Mo lowered his head and didn't dare to look into the eyes of the big priest. Suddenly, he bent his knees, knelt on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "Jian Mo confessed his crime."

Jiang Xingming said, "Since you are convicted, go to the Reward and Punishment Hall to receive your punishment."

Jiang Mo took his leave in a low voice, and went straight to the Reward and Punishment Hall to receive his punishment.

In the enshrinement hall, after Jiang Xingming punished Jiang Mo, Jiang Xingming's figure flashed like a sword light and went straight to Huahua Mansion.

In Huahua Mansion, Zhao Xi stood by the bed, stretched out his hands, and a purple light shone on his white and tender hands.

In an instant, the room was lit up with purple light, which slowly dissipated and condensed into a hibiscus flower in Zhao Xi's hand.

At the stamen of the hibiscus flower, there was a lavender light, connected to Tang Xuan's chest, the light began to spread, and slowly spread to the whole body.

The more the light spread, Zhao Xi became more serious. She thought it was just the acupuncture points of her limbs that were torn, but unexpectedly, the acupuncture points in her brain were also torn, and even her liver was damaged.

Just as Jiang Xingming pushed open the door, he saw Zhao Xi with a dignified face, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he said softly, "What's wrong?"

Hearing Jiang Xingming's voice, Zhao Xi's crescent eyebrows stretched unconsciously, but his face turned cold again.

He said with a little worry, "I didn't expect Xiaoxuan to be injured so badly. I can only treat the acupuncture points on his body. The acupuncture points in his brain have also been torn, and the liver has a lot of damage. The most serious It is his life force that keeps disappearing."

"Then how to treat it." Jiang Xingming's face was gloomy, he only now knew that Xiaoxuan was injured so badly.

Zhao Xi shook his head, looked at Tang Xuan worriedly, and said in a deep voice, "Now, only Master can cure it."

"Your master?" Jiang Xingming looked puzzled. He had never heard that Zhao Xi had a master, but it didn't matter. He hurriedly said, "Then where is your master now?"

Zhao Xi shook his head again, expressing that he didn't know either.

Jiang Xingming looked anxious, and slammed the table with his right hand, "What should I do?"

"Snapped."

The table is broken. . .

Zhao Xi glanced at the table, then at Jiang Xingming, his beautiful eyes were full of anger, and in Jiang Xingming's restless mood, he said, "This is made of rosewood, go to hell, Jiang Xingming."

Jiang Xingming was in a hurry, waved his hands again and again, and said anxiously, "Don't do anything, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands."

"I am a woman, not a gentleman."

With Jiang Xingming's screams, the five priests mourned for him in silence, and only Li Yun said.

"What a system."

(End of this chapter)