Contract Spirit Beast Cultivation Manual

The moment the barrier was shattered, Chi Muyun's arrow passed Shi Wanfeng's neck and pierced through the head of the killer who rushed over from the hole above.

The splashed plasma scattered, and the corpse fell into the pool of bones, splashing bright red water.

The neat wooden boards were set up immediately, and the soldiers who were ready to go rushed forward, cleared the messy weapons, and supported Shi Wanfeng's body from the wall.

"The hand of the city lord is embedded in the knife and cannot be opened!"

Everyone was helpless again, Shi Wanfeng's bloody body made them dare not take any risks.

Chi Muyun walked over and looked at his palm, which had been scraped to the bone, and the blade was stuck in the bone, and he held it tightly, and he never let go.

He stretched out his hand, broke the blade, and let Shi Wanfeng fall into his arms, his arm was still stretched out stiffly, showing its master's unyielding.

Chi Muyun looked at his scarred body, didn't speak, just walked back with him in his arms, leaving blood drops along the way.

After several days of sleepless nights, Shi Wanfeng managed to save his life, but his right hand and even his entire right arm were useless, and there was no possibility of repairing it.

He still didn't wake up, but when Chi Muyun pulled out the arrow from his chest, he opened his eyes for a moment, maybe it was too painful, and immediately passed out again, never waking up again.

This matter caused a lot of trouble, even Chi Muyun was helpless for a while, the people in the city were panicked, rumors spread everywhere, he had heard all kinds of versions in the past few days.

The killers all fell into the pool of bones, and there is no way to find out everything. Is it the palace, or other guys who are eyeing it?These are all still unclear.

The days passed day by day, the situation became more urgent day by day, Chi Muge's letter came every day, telling him every detail, Cangyue City was no better than here, the assassins came one after another, desperately going up Chong, someone has poisoned the well water in the city, rumors are spreading in the city, those old nobles are already ready to move, and spies from the enemy country have been found outside the Great Wall, one trouble after another, endless.

He also sent a letter from the other side. His life was not very good. There was a traitor inside. The lunatic chased thousands of miles overnight and caught him. He was hanged on the Zhengyang Gate of the imperial city. The whole country was surrounded by him and him. The little emperor was tossing about, and the daily patrols of the Imperial Army seemed to fill up the streets. A few days ago, there were rumors that the emperor had passed away. The next day, there were two people who were said to be spreading rumors and despising the majesty of the emperor. A man was beheaded at the south gate for public display. Unknowingly, the wild dog that ran out dragged the head that rolled down and ran for tens of meters, and the blood stains were all along the long street.

According to him, this autumn cannot be passed, and the situation, whether good or bad, is about to face the wind.

All parties are nervously preparing, in order to welcome tomorrow's red sun, and also to send away tonight's moonlight.

Only Shi Wanfeng was still lying on the bed, refusing to wake up, all the doctors were helpless, and Chi Muyun didn't say anything, as if everything was reasonable.

Several tentacles of Fengshadu's intelligence network were cut off by someone, and everyone was doing their work carefully, whether it was a beautiful singer, a gentleman playing the piano, a master in charge of the ladle, or a spying killer. Tighten the string in my mind.

Chi Muyun was no exception, he built Fengshadu by himself, of course he couldn't watch it become a victim of power struggle, and Fusang City couldn't let it go, so he had to run back and forth, working day and night, no matter how healthy he was, he would still get sick.

The fever persisted at night, he was very thirsty, his body was heavy, and he didn't want to get up and walk around. He felt in a daze that someone was feeding him water and dipping a wet towel to wipe his sweat. It was like this for several days.

He took the time to look at Shi Wanfeng, and he was still lying there as usual, his eyes were tightly closed, his body was wrapped in bandages like rice dumplings, and he had been injured for a hundred days, no one was an exception, he was injured again Even if the heart pulse recovers in the future, I am afraid that I will not be able to ride a strong horse again.

Ninety-ninety percent of this ability is ruined.

Chi Muyun still had no expression on his face, just glanced at it, and left in a hurry.

When he left, Shi Wanfeng got up from the bed on the back, lay on the window and watched Chi Muyun walk away slowly.

A raccoon cat emerged from under the carved bed, holding a small bag in its mouth, meowing around his ankle.

He quickly took off the pocket, opened it and saw a letter of faith and a small pill.

There is a line of small scrawled words on the creed, which roughly means to let him come to the Ten Thousand Bone Cave, and he will help him heal his arm and get Chi Muyun, but this matter cannot be told to others, otherwise he will not help him, then The medicine can suppress the pain and temporarily restore some of his abilities. We must find him before the sun sets today, otherwise he will leave.

After reading the creed, Shi Wanfeng hesitated for a while, thinking of the back of Chi Muyun who had just left, immediately packed up his things and followed the raccoon cat to sneak away.

He is the most familiar with the terrain of Fusang City, so he quickly went out in a roundabout way, got another horse from the stable, got on the horse and hurried on the road, not seeing that the city wall behind him kept falling on him. body gaze.

Chi Muyun carried his back, looked at the back that was going all the way, and ordered in a cold voice:

"Lead my horse out, I want to see who gave him the guts to drive that idiot under my nose!"

Chi Muyun spoke with extreme hatred, his sharp eyes seemed to be able to break through the layers of smoke and clouds, and fell on the back that was gradually disappearing in the distance.

Shi Wanfeng didn't realize it at all. According to the creed, he rushed to Wangu Cave non-stop, and when he got to the edge of the cliff, he didn't know where to go. There was a forest around him, and he couldn't see anyone. He couldn't help being anxious. stand up.

While he was looking around, the weird man who claimed to be his uncle had been standing quietly in front of his horse since sometime.

The man didn't give a shit, let him stretch out his hand, and used his withered fingers to draw a strange pattern with red paint on his palm, and then said to him:

"Hold this talisman and don't open your palm for seven days in a row. This is the fate between you and him. Once you open it, it will be gone. When this talisman completely enters your body, you will grasp the fate between you, and he will won't leave you.

As for the injury on your body, it seems that it is much more serious than I imagined now, let's talk about it after you finish the last thing first.

Also, you have to hold the rights of Fusang City in your hands. No matter what, that person is just an outsider. Now it seems that he is still an outsider who will leave at any time. I absolutely disagree. If you can't take Fusang City I will not recognize you as an unworthy nephew, and I will not help you in the future! "

"I understand, I will get my power back."

"It's best like this, you go back, remember that no matter what happens, don't open the hand you are holding, and don't tell others about us, understand?"

"I see."

Shi Wanfeng agreed, and didn't dare to delay, so she quickly mounted her horse and rushed back. After all, she sneaked out, and if someone found out, it would definitely cause unnecessary trouble.

Shi Ying stood where he was, looking at Shi Wanfeng's receding back, and narrowed his eyes.The cihuamao meowed, Shiying looked at the impatient cihuamao, and said quietly:

"What are you in a hurry for, our guest hasn't arrived yet."