Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother

Jun Yanzhi held Wen Jing's hand calmly: "The five or six hundred people in Jianzong are waiting for us to rescue them, junior brother, you should put the overall situation first, and don't get confused by the big turtle."

Wen Jing nodded while holding back tears.

Jun Yanzhi asked Liu Qianmo again: "Elder brother, is anyone among our senior brothers injured?"

Liu Qianmo hurriedly said: "Guixinbi and Li Shu were injured, and they are lying in their own rooms."

Jun Yanzhi took Wen Jing's hand and left: "Eldest senior brother, you first carry the big turtle into Junior Brother Jing's room. Let's go and see Junior Brother Gui first, and wait...come back to see Big Turtle."

Wen Jing's hands were clenched tightly, and the joints were a little white.

Jun Yanzhi said softly: "Let's save you Senior Brother Li and Senior Brother Gui first, huh?"

With tears in her eyes, Wen Jing nodded heavily.

Jun Yanzhi intertwined his fingers and clenched tightly, and said softly: "Hold on..."

Wen Jing held the half finger and a jade ring in his hand: "Brother, do you know whose finger it is?"

Jun Yanzhi said lightly: "Red Beauty Peak Zhao Ningtian's... I'm afraid he has fled away now."

When he came to Guixinbi's room, he was sitting at the desk writing, his brows were drooping and depressed, and he looked really miserable.It was the first time Mo Shaoyan saw him so afraid of death, and he couldn't hold it back for a long time, and whispered, "Brother Gui, are you writing your last words?"

Gui Xinbi said in a daze, "Hmm... I'm writing..."

Mo Shaoyan was speechless for a moment: "...Brother Gui, you still have two months to live, you know that?"

Gui Xinbi choked with sadness and said, "Two months is too long for you, don't you? Why are you so cruel?"

"You can't die."

"You don't need to comfort me. My own illnesses are well known. No one who has been affected by this spell will survive."

"..."

Jun Yanzhi stood at the door and coughed: "Brother Gui...I'm here to heal your wounds."

"Healing? What do you mean?" Guixinbi looked out with his neck straight, and saw that Jun Yanzhi, who had a deep grudge, felt entangled in his heart again, and couldn't help but add, "In addition to crying, you can also heal your wounds." ?”

Mo Shaoyan kicked him hard: "Why are you so spineless?"

Jun Yanzhi sat down without saying a word.

Although Guixinbi's mouth is cheap, it's not that he is totally unreasonable, and he shuts up after saying it once.It's a pity that he was tortured by Jun Yanzhi for the past three years, so that he was physically and mentally exhausted, and he couldn't relax at this juncture. He lay on the bed warily and let Jun Yanzhi heal his wounds, staring at him motionless.

Guixinbi's physical strength was greatly consumed by the healing. Jun Yanzhi expelled the demonic energy in his body, and Guixinbi's injury was almost healed. He collapsed on the bed to rest exhausted, sweating all over.

Jun Yanzhi raised his head to look at Wen Jing, but saw him staring out the window in a daze, as if he had a lot on his mind.He asked softly, "Are you thinking about the big turtle?"

"No..." Wen Jing lowered her head, but didn't dare to look at him.

Jun Yanzhi was silent for a moment, squeezed his hand and said, "I'll chat with you slowly after I've been busy for a while."

Wen Jing nodded.

Jun Yanzhi said to Mo Shaoyan: "Go and tell Elder Yunxi to move all the injured disciples to Qingxu Hall, and I will drive there after I cure Li Shu."

"Okay!" Mo Shaoyan hurried away.

Wen Jing said coldly: "Where is Zhao Ningtian? Are you going to let him go like this? Do you want to hunt him down?"

Jun Yanzhi looked at him deeply: "Don't chase after him, he will come to your door by himself."

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The Qingxu Great Hall was brightly lit, although it was late at night, it was very lively.Hundreds of disciples lined up neatly, discussing in low voices, while lowering their heads, waiting for Jun Yanzhi's rescue.

"So, the suzerain is the one who destroyed Hengyang Palace?"

"Then why is Zhao Ningtian running so hard?"

"Is Jun Yanzhi a demon cultivator?"

"Yes, but the events of the past three years don't seem to be caused by him."

"So it wasn't his fault we got hurt this time?"

"seems not."

"Whose fault is that? Isn't the suzerain dead?"

"You ask me who I ask?"

"I just want to know what attitude I should have towards Jun Yanzhi later."

"He wants to heal you, what attitude do you think you should have?"

"Why don't you scold him, then you can go down and ask the suzerain clearly."

"..."

"Who is that disfigured next to Jun Yanzhi?"

"Did you forget? It's the one who entered Zhuxian Pagoda three years ago!"

"Entered the Immortal Execution Tower and still not dead? How did you escape?"

"You ask me who I ask?"

"He is not dead, which means that the suzerain is not necessarily dead?"

"...This is too messy, let people live?"

Since Jun Yanzhi was exiled from Jianzong by Xi three years ago, he has received countless criticisms and blank stares. Almost all the disciples present have spoken ill of him behind his back.

However, in the past 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, now the false benefactor, the true and false gentleman, has become the real life-saving benefactor, and the disciples have become the favored party, which is really hard to accept.Their news is not as well-informed as the peak masters, and the rumors are not accurate, so many people still have a lot of hostility towards him.

The atmosphere in the hall was tense, and it seemed that if it was touched by anything, it would explode at any time.

Wen Jing's thoughts were not here, but his eyes drifted to the outside of the palace.

Jun Yanzhi never let him see the big turtle, the meaning could not be more clear.He didn't even dare to think about it now, the image of a big turtle lying in a pool of blood, eyes half down, rubbing its head in the palm of his hand would appear before his eyes every now and then.

That was the last exchange between them.

Even if you rush back to see the big turtle, what can you see?A cold corpse?

Wen Jing's face turned pale slightly, and his body trembled slightly.

That steady, stupid thing has always existed in his life, never asking for anything, never asking for anything, always peacefully lying on the open space or on the bed, becoming a part of the room, and becoming a part of the room. It has become a part of life and will not disappear suddenly, as if it will accompany people for a lifetime.

Will life be the same after it's gone?

I don't know the passage of time in a trance, I just feel that the surroundings are a little noisy.Suddenly, Jun Yanzhi's gentle voice rang in his ears: "Junior Brother, shall we go out to get some air?"

One sentence brought him back to reality.

Wen Jing turned to look at the disciples who were full in the hall, and calmly said to Jun Yanzhi who was squatting beside him: "No, you can continue to heal them."

Jun Yanzhi pondered for a moment without speaking, and pulled him to Elder Yunxi who was reading a book in front of the hall, and asked calmly: "Elder, when the former suzerain asked me to heal my wounds, he didn't let me rest once a month. You How many times do you want me to rest?"

Elder Yunxi quickly put down his book, twitched his beard and said with a smile, "You can rest as many times as you want."

Li Qingyun, who was standing aside, said softly: "Master, Master Lu, Master Shao, etc. have all been harmed by magic cultivation techniques and have not been treated yet. Should we let Yan Zhi go..."

Elder Yunxi smiled and said: "If they don't come to line up, are they still waiting for Jun Yanzhi to come and treat them in person? Let's forget about it, their fate is theirs, and they have the final say. The suzerain is about to change, the peak master It’s better to change to a few younger ones.”

The surroundings immediately became quiet, and there was no sound at all.

The suzerain wants to change, who will replace it?

Elder Yunxi calmly stopped talking, and waved his hand with a smile: "Yanzhi and Wenjing go to rest, these are waiting to see a doctor, you will be fine if you treat them, I will buy you a drink later. "

Jun Yanzhi: "Thank you, elder."

Wen Jing followed him out without saying a word, without raising his head, his face as cold as ice scum.I used to blush when I was stared at by everyone, but now I don't feel it at all.

Jun Yanzhi was flying in front, his clothes fluttering.

Wen Jing followed him through the quiet night, his mind was in a trance, and he didn't even know the route he was taking, so he just followed him to the edge of a cliff with a beautiful moonlight.Jun Yanzhi landed lightly, slapped the boulder on the edge of the cliff with his sleeve, and said with a smile, "Sit down."

The boulder is flat and spacious, and it seems to be a place for people to sit together and talk.Wen Jing sat cross-legged on Jun Yanzhi's right side, resting his cheek with one hand, just staring blankly.

Jun Yanzhi sighed, a little sad.After Wen Jing's face was disfigured, she subconsciously only showed him the right side of her face, caring about it all the time, as if she had a knot in her heart.Now he doesn't even care about this, which shows how much the death of the big turtle has hit him.

Jun Yanzhi held his shoulders and said softly, "Are you tired, huh?"

Wen Jing's heart was slightly sour, but she still showed no expression.

"Junior Brother, I'll tell you a story tonight, listen carefully, okay?" Jun Yanzhi lay down on his back with his arms, let Wen Jing pillow in his arms, and stretched his long legs, wrapped around himself.

Wen Jing still didn't speak, at the mercy of Jun Yanzhi.

Jun Yanzhi hugged him tightly, and said softly: "Junior brother, do you know what happened after the eldest grandson Liupin passed on what he had learned all his life to his disciples and entered the upper spirit world?"