there is red on the side

For some reason, under such circumstances, I could suddenly recall so many things from many years ago, and I thought to myself, "Trouble!"

I dodged to Mu Changfeng's side, intending to pull him away, but Lin Chenxi had already stretched out his five fingers like hooks, and grabbed my chest. I was shocked and had no time to dodge.

Lin Chenxi suddenly opened his eyes wide, and immediately withdrew his hand, but the strength of his strike was too fast, and it still left a scar on my chest.

"Senior Brother!" The purple streaks on Lin Chenxi's face faded instantly. He looked at his hands, then at me, and said, "Senior Brother, I'm sorry, I hurt you."

As he said, he was about to come to help me, but as soon as he took a step, he fell straight down.

I looked at Lin Chenxi who fell down, and asked Li Xiaosheng: "What happened to him?"

Li Xiaosheng heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Senior Brother Lin is not in danger of life. The master explained that this demon-slaying sword can temporarily suppress the devil energy in his body, but it will not hurt his life. Therefore, Senior Brother Fang, Senior Brother Mu, we Hurry up and..."

When his eyes touched Mu Changfeng, they stopped.

Mu Changfeng held the wound of the missing arm, stood up slowly, but walked towards the arm that was broken on the ground, then squatted down again, using one hand to untie something on the wrist.

I looked over, and the wrist of the severed arm was tied with a red rope wrapped around a pea-sized pebble.

The blood from the wound on Mu Changfeng's right arm had flowed all over the ground, which was shocking to see.

But Mu Changfeng didn't seem to notice it, he just struggled to untie the meaningless red rope on his own.

Li Xiaosheng hurried forward and said anxiously: "Senior Brother Mu, your wound is important, let's take care of your wound first."

After Li Xiaosheng finished speaking, he took out a bottle from his clothes, removed the cap, and said, "Senior Brother Mu, you should meditate quickly and hold your breath, I will stop the bleeding for you."

But Mu Changfeng shook his head and said, "Wait a minute, let me untie it."

Li Xiaosheng picked up the sword and said anxiously: "What kind of precious thing is it? I just cut it off!"

With a pale face, Mu Changfeng shook his head again, "No, it can't be cut." Then he lowered his head and continued to untie the rope with difficulty with one hand.

Li Xiaosheng looked at me and said anxiously: "Brother, what do you think we should do?"

I walked over, squatted beside Mu Changfeng, looked at the broken arm, and said, "You heal the wound, and I'll untie it."

Mu Changfeng looked at me, but smiled mockingly and ignored it.

At this moment, I didn't care whether he was rude to me, so I stretched out my hand and untied the red rope on the wrist of the severed arm.

I can tell from looking at this rope that Mu Changfeng has imbued it with his own spiritual power, which is at least 50 years of cultivation, so it has not rotted for so long.

With 50 years of cultivation to protect such a useless rope, Mu Changfeng is really as stupid as he was when he was a child.

Mu Changfeng looked at me holding the red rope in a daze, stretched out his hand, and said coldly, "Give it to me."

I also snorted coldly and said, "It's not rare!" In fact, I wanted to say that I gave you the red rope, but I swallowed it anyway.

I put the rope in Mu Changfeng's palm.

Mu Changfeng lowered his head, bit the rope on his mouth, and tried to tie it around his left wrist.

Li Xiaosheng's eyes suddenly turned red, and he said hoarsely, "Senior Brother Mu, let me help you."

Mu Changfeng laughed mockingly, "Why, I lost an arm, so you think I'm a useless piece of shit? Isn't it just to tie a rope, what's the problem? What's the problem?"

He was biting the rope, but he was in such a panic that he couldn't tie it, and finally the rope fell out of his mouth and fell to the ground.

Mu Changfeng was startled, looked down at the red rope falling on the ground, and murmured: "It's really ridiculous."

Li Xiaosheng's tears flowed down, he supported Mu Changfeng's shoulder, and said: "Brother, don't do this, for the arm matter, let's go back to Yunting to find the master, he will be cured, besides, even if... Even if you really can't recover anymore, you can still practice sword...let's heal your wounds first..."

Mu Changfeng sat on the ground slumped, letting blood flow all over the ground.

I didn't say anything, just picked up the rope, held Mu Changfeng's left wrist, and slowly tied the red rope around his wrist.

It's just that when my hand touched the bean-sized pebble, my fingers seemed to be burned by something, and they felt a little hot.

I saw a small word "白" engraved on the stone.

I immediately looked away, and after tying the rope, I stood up and said, "Mu Changfeng, you look so promising now."

Mu Changfeng looked at his wrist, then put it on his face, raised his eyes to look at me, curled his lips and said with a mocking smile: "Didn't you already know if I am promising?"

I said coldly: "When do you want mother-in-law? Do you want to wait until Lin Chenxi wakes up and fight with us again? Let me tell you, if you really want to die, just say so, don't waste our time, we will fight right away." Go, don't expect me to bring your corpse back to Yunting!"

Li Xiaosheng said repeatedly at the side: "Brother, don't say that..."

Mu Changfeng stopped talking, just took a deep look at me, then closed his eyes and began to meditate with his breath held.

I said to Xiaosheng: "Help him apply the medicine." Then I turned around.

Afterwards, Mu Changfeng's wound stopped bleeding after applying medicine, and Li Xiaosheng also wrapped it up with cloth.

I saw the dead people on the ground, and I remembered that apart from seniors like Song Chunming, there were also monks from other sects among these people. I was afraid that Yunting would be in great trouble, so we had to set off immediately to return to Yunting, and take these people away. Tell Elder Cangge about it as soon as possible.

I wanted to go to prepare the boat, but Li Xiaosheng stopped me and said, "Senior brother, do you know that if we are in Liyunting where we are now, if we need to take a boat and car, it will take half a year."

What?Why is it so far away?

After being surprised for a short time, I immediately understood that what Lin Chenxi wanted to take me back then was definitely not in the direction of Yunting.

What the hell is Lin Chenxi going to do?

Li Xiaosheng said again: "Brother, we can go to Yunting with the sword, it won't take long."

Edgeworth?

I couldn't believe my ears, and asked, "You and Mu Changfeng already know how to fly with a sword?"

Li Xiaosheng nodded, and said, "Brother Mu and Lin and I can fly with swords while Senior Brother is not in Yunting. I think you should too, Senior Brother..."

Li Xiaosheng looked at me, maybe my face was too gloomy and ugly, he stopped the next words, then scratched his head, quite at a loss.

It is really unexpected that they have improved so much when I was not in Yunting. No wonder I have no power to parry against Lin Chenxi, who is obsessed, but they can make a few moves against him.

Thinking of this, my heart became more and more unhappy, and the injustice surged in my heart, I just wanted to throw up my sleeves and leave immediately, and I didn't want to see them again.

"Ah."

Mu Changfeng, who had already treated the wound, sneered.

I turned around and saw Mu Changfeng's pale face, but still with that mocking smile on his face, he said: "Xiaosheng, you really can't speak, brother probably remembers you in my heart at this moment."

I looked at Mu Changfeng, and was about to argue for a few words, but after seeing Mu Changfeng's mutilated wound again, I didn't say anything.

Mu Changfeng noticed my eyes, for some reason, anger appeared on his face, he said coldly: "Xiaosheng, you carry Chen Xi on your back, I will fly back to Yunting with Fang Wu Yujian."

Li Xiaosheng said: "Senior brother Mu, but your injury hasn't..."

Mu Changfeng interrupted him, but looked at me and said, "Even if I lose an arm, I'm not useless, and I don't need anyone's sympathy!"

After Mu Changfeng finished speaking, he sacrificed the Xuanjue Sword, jumped onto the sword body, looked at me and said, "Come on, senior brother."

Now we have to go back to Yunting immediately, so I let go of my unwillingness for the time being, and without hesitation, I immediately jumped on the sword.

Li Xiaosheng saw that we had already stepped on the sword, so he also carried Lin Chenxi on his back, sacrificed the flying sword, and stepped on it.

Mu Changfeng said: "Hold on to me."

Before I could react, I felt a "swoosh", and almost leaned back. I panicked, and immediately hugged Mu Changfeng's waist.

Then I heard Mu Changfeng chuckle.

I asked angrily, "Are you laughing at me?"

Mu Changfeng said coldly: "No! Don't wrong me!"

He said so righteously, I am still on his sword, if he suddenly goes mad and throws me down, I will not fall to my death, but will also make me maimed.

So I stopped arguing with him.

I looked at the vast clouds and mist around me, with the mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River under my feet, and the breeze in my ears, feeling a little dazed, as if I was really a fairy in the sky.

While I was still thinking about it, a soft word came to my ears from the front.

I asked, "Mu Changfeng, was it you who spoke just now?"

Mu Changfeng sarcastically said, "Is it because the brother stepped on the sword for the first time, he was so excited that he began to hallucinate?"

I was ridiculed by him again and again, so I lost my temper and said, "Mu Changfeng, you really have no guts, you don't even dare to admit what you said."

Mu Changfeng said: "Oh? Then what did I say?"

"You told me..." I stopped talking.

Seeing me swallowing, Mu Changfeng taunted me again: "You can't explain why, I see that senior brother is not old for a cultivator, why is his ear so bad?"

Fang Wu, you look so pretty in your wedding dress today.

How can I say this, I was so anxious that I wished I could beat Mu Changfeng a few times, but now my hands are tightly around his waist again, I feel even more vulnerable.

So, I withdrew my hands.

But Mu Changfeng said angrily: "Hug it!"

Seeing him angry, I felt quite happy, so I said, "No hug!"

Mu Changfeng turned his head, glared at me, and said again: "Hold me up."

I said coldly: "What are you, you are qualified to order me, don't hug me!"

As soon as I finished saying this, Mu Changfeng's face turned extremely pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he turned around immediately and continued to hold the sword.

But I found that his wound that had stopped bleeding actually started to overflow with blood again, soaking the cloth that was bandaging the wound.

Mu Changfeng lowered his body slightly and began to breathe heavily.

It turned out that Yu Jian was not easy for him after losing an arm.

I quickly hugged his waist tightly, and said, "Don't be angry, and use your sword well."

Mu Changfeng froze for a moment, and then said, "Senior brother, you can bend and stretch."

When it really is, you will never forget to mock me.

However, I found that the sword under my feet was still crooked, and then the Xuanjue sword rushed straight down.

Mu Changfeng tried his best to maintain the stability of the sword, but it seemed that the sword was out of his control, and he continued to rush down regardless.

But the blood from the wound on his severed arm was increasing, until my hands were stained a greasy bright red.

Yujian needs spiritual power, but now that Mu Changfeng is seriously injured, using spiritual power will inevitably speed up the tearing of the wound, and the tearing of the wound will affect the display of spiritual power. I am really confused. I know that Mu Changfeng is seriously injured. How dare he step on Mu Changfeng's sword.

Fortunately, although the sword rushed down crookedly, we were always stepping on the sword and were not thrown out.

So when Xuan Juejian rushed towards the muddy Jiangnan paddy field, although Mu Changfeng and I fell directly into the paddy field, we were not injured.

I got up from the paddy field full of mud, my face and mouth were covered with mud, and my whole body was red and covered with mud in a mess.

I got up while spitting the mud out of my mouth, trying to scold Mu Changfeng who was sitting awkwardly in the paddy field.

But before I could say anything, I heard Mu Changfeng whisper: "They are right, I am a trash, trash, haha."

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A little rushed, maybe there is something wrong with the sentence.In addition, thank you, little cutie, for smashing thunder! ! !Ahh finally 400, so happy. .