[Master] Why is a hometown

Although Yuan Wuxiang has not left the customs for the time being, everyone has already tacitly accepted him as the new leader of Nan Xiuzhen. Mu Xinyuan's identity is equivalent to that of the head teacher's wife, and her instructions were quickly responded.

When she hurried to Nan Xiuzhen's third sect that was broken by Tired Shoutian, several Daozhen disciples who were proficient in medical skills came to report.

"Madam Yuan."

An elder staggered to Mu Xinyuan, obviously injured by Zhiyang sword energy.

A ray of blue halo condensed from Mu Xinyuan's fingertips, and quickly opened up several acupuncture points of the elder, allowing the sword energy to flow out smoothly through the body. Although it added trauma, it relieved the pain of burning veins.

"Thank you ma'am."

"Elder, you don't need to be polite. How are the casualties?"

"There are currently no dead people in our faction, but there are many wounded, and there are only a few people who still have fighting strength. They have already gone to chase after Tired Shoutian."

"Pursuing?" Mu Xinyuan paused, remembering that ordinary Daoists could not stop what Tired Shoutian could do, but after all, he didn't say what he said in his heart: "Everyone is divided into two groups, one group is responsible for distributing medicine pills, Bandage the trauma, and the other group will follow me to treat the severely injured, and the action must be fast."

Taking a few Daozi to treat several seriously injured patients, Mu Xinyuan didn't dare to stop, and immediately moved to the next place.

Judging from the injured person's injuries, Juan Shou Tian's intention was to "defeat" rather than "kill", but after all, he was the No. It is no different from mantising a car with its arms in front of a cart. It is inevitable that some people will die on the spot or be seriously injured and die.

Mu Xinyuan knew that Tired Shoutian's furious anger was unstoppable, and she must want to finish the battle with all the sects of the Southern Sect before she could give up. Yuan Wuxiang still needs some time, so she could only try her best to compete with the God of Death for her life.

It's just... Tired Shoutian was so angry that it was beyond expectation.

Mu Xinyuan turned her head and shook the distracting thoughts out of her mind.

It is the first time to deal with this kind of post-war mess. Poison skills are useless, and only medical skills must be used, especially during the operation. The pulse will cause continuous burning eclipse, which also increases her workload a lot.

Tired Shoutian's journey was overwhelming, and Mu Xinyuan followed closely behind, and his speed gradually slowed down—it was always easy to hurt people, but difficult to save them.

With a high concentration of energy, she moved between the various sects of the Southern Sect, unaware of the passage of time. After treating a Daozi whose lungs were severely injured, she quickly gathered her tools and got up to leave. lose consciousness.

Under the illumination of the candlelight, Yuan Wuxiang quietly adjusted to the mysterious solution implanted in his arm, but suddenly felt ominous for some reason.

Meditation is necessary, but the feeling of ominousness is getting stronger and stronger. Thinking of the situation where the surface is calm but the undercurrent is turbulent after the Zhenzi Wujue in the South and North Provinces, he can't sit still.

As soon as he stepped out of the secret room, he felt that the atmosphere was not right.

A Yuan disappeared, and Lingxi Zhixia walked back and forth anxiously in the misty rain and setting sun garden. Seeing him leaving the customs, he said anxiously: "Senior Brother, Tired Harvest Heaven killed the Southern Sect!"

"what?!"

"Ge Xianchuan apologized by committing suicide, and I'm tired of accepting him, him..."

Hearing the bad news, Yuan Wuxiang instantly understood the reason for Juan Shoutian's move, but he also knew that he had to stop it immediately, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous!

"Where is he now?"

"It's approaching Yuanzong's six elephants, and the eldest and second brothers have gone to stop them."

"go!"

Without further ado, Yuan Wuxiang quickly rushed to the true center of the South Dao.

……

Baopuzi was placed in the six elephants of Yuanzong to recuperate.

Although he has handed over the silver dart Xuan Jie, he is still the head teacher of the Southern Sect in name, and now he is seriously injured and needs to be taken good care of.

He was lying on the bed, short of breath, imagining that if he looked at it from the eyes of others, would he look like a bereaved dog while he was still alive?

"Ha...Ge Xianchuan, you are so calculating..."

He used to be a fellow practitioner in Liyunping, and he and Ge Xianchuan had each been in charge of teaching in the north and south for many years. Both he and Ge Xianchuan had recognized each other's kind of people, and only the two of them knew what happened during the fighting.

However, none of them had enough evidence to prove that the other party had played a dirty trick, which is why the situation has been stalemate to this day.

He trembled and fumbled towards the head of the bed, wanting to drink water, but he couldn't control the strength while turning his body, and rolled under the bed all at once.

"Ha...hahahaha..." With all his martial arteries crippled and all his power lost, Baopuzi was angry and sad, but gradually he laughed, laughing that he had exhausted all his tricks, and finally handed everything over to Yuan Wuxiang—— ——Of course, after this incident, Ge Xianchuan will inevitably lose the name of "Bei Fangxiu".

Going around and going around, Daozhen Shuangxiu, still those two people, it is really what everyone expects!

very good!very good!

"Cough, cough, cough..." Jealousy and hatred were intertwined, and his inner breath was surging, Baopuzi coughed up the congestion in his throat, and felt that his blood was a little smoother, but there was a faint noise in his ears.

"Huh? Why are you making so much noise?" He managed to get up, stumbled and rushed to the door. Two Taoist boys outside the door just came to transfer the headmaster to a safe place. Seeing him get up, he hurriedly helped him up.

"F, what happened?"

"This..." Daotong was afraid of irritating him, so he didn't dare to report the news truthfully, he was hesitating, but he stopped drinking when he heard Baopuzi.

"Say!"

"Yes, yes, Tired Shoutian Killed the Six Elephants of the Yuanzong... to teach you..."

Baopuzi was dizzy for a while, and his anger reignited. He held the shoulders of the two Taoist boys tightly to support his body, gritted his teeth and said, "What a tired boy...you are too deceitful! You take me there!"

"Headmaster..."

"Take me there!"

In the end, the prestige of teaching for many years is still there, Daotong dared not resist, so he had to support the dying Baopuzi and walked outside the six elephants of Yuanzong.

Tired Shoutian has defeated Nanzong Shuangkui consecutively, and is now fighting with brothers Puyang Gangyi and Yunyi Baichuan.

From the corner of Yunyi Baichuan's eyes, he glanced at Baopuzi's figure, and the moment he was distracted, the sword edge slashed across, cutting off both fingers of his right palm!

"what……!"

Tired Shoutian had been killed to the point of losing his mind, he turned his sword and wanted to attack again, Baopuzi shouted hoarsely: "Jian Shoutian! Stop!"

"...Baopuzi?" Juan Shoutian suddenly came back to his senses, turned to look at the former fellow practitioner in Liyunping, recalled the scene of Ge Xianchuan's death with hatred, and felt sad and confused: "Why?!"

"Ha, why do you ask me? Do you think I framed Ge Xianchuan?" Baopuzi was startled, then sneered, ignoring the vermilion that gushed out of his mouth, and taunted ruthlessly: "Jian Shou Tian, ​​I should say that you are simple, Or stupid?"

"Shut up! Ge Xianchuan has already proved his innocence with his life, and you are not allowed to insult the dead again!"

Baopuzi's blood was already cold, and a vicious thought grew and spread in his heart. He calmly said to Tired Shoutian: "Then what do you want? To avenge Ge Xianchuan? Do it."

Tired Shoutian's hand holding the sword tightened and then loosened - Baopuzi was clearly a useless person, how could he do it?

Baopuzi threw off Daotong's support, and approached Juan Shoutian step by step: "You think Ge Xianchuan is innocent, but I am playing tricks with deep scheming? Why do you conclude that I am not innocent?"

"you!"

Tired Shoutian suddenly felt that he no longer had the strength to entangle.

So what with one enemy ten thousand, so what about defeating Nanzong, the former fellow practitioners will never return, and the dead will never return...

Turning around dejectedly, he decided to give up.

The moment he turned around, Baopuzi suddenly rushed forward frantically, twisted his hand with his last strength, and stabbed the famous sword into his chest.

"you……!"

Looking back in astonishment, it was the scene of another friend of a fellow practitioner dying. Baopuzi chuckled and whispered: "I also use my own life to prove my innocence..."

"I'm tired of harvesting the sky!!!"

Puyang Gangyi and Yunyi Baichuan attacked wildly with their palms regardless of their injuries. Yuan Wuxiang rushed to Yuanzong Liuxiang to transform Yin and Yang, and forcibly separated the fighting three, but was surprised to see Baopuzi's dead body.

"Ah! Baopuzi... my friend!"

Tired Shoutian took several steps back with the famous sword in his hand, the inexplicable pain in his chest could no longer be suppressed, and when he raised his eyes, he met Yuan Wuxiang's sad eyes.

"Brother, it was Tired Shoutian who forced Baopuzi to death... Take revenge for him! Revenge—!"

Yunyi Baichuan let out a mournful howl.

Yuan Wuxiang clenched his fists tightly, and his trembling shoulders showed the strong fluctuations in his heart. After a while, he turned his back to Juan Shoutian, and said in the most peaceful tone with all his strength: "Jian Shoutian, please leave the Southern Sect."

"Original no hometown!"

"Brother!"

The Southern Sect members present widened their eyes in disbelief.

"..."

Tired Shoutian lowered his eyes sadly, put away his famous sword, turned around silently and stepped out of Yuanzong Liuxiang.

When Mu Xinyuan woke up, Yuan Wuxiang was sitting by the bed and tucking her in.

"A Yuan..."

Seeing his sad face, Mu Xinyuan only thought that he was worried about herself, and smiled lightly: "How many days did I sleep?"

"It's been a few days." Yuan Wuxiang turned around and poured a glass of water, handed it to her lips, fed her and sat down again: "How do you feel?"

"It's just too tired, it's not a serious problem." Mu Xinyuan pursed her lips, the feeling of thirst had been relieved a lot, but when she looked up, she saw that Yuan Wuxiang's frowning was frowning thoughtfully, so she leaned on the pillow and rubbed it : "Is the matter not going well?"

"...It's nothing." Yuan Wuxiang didn't want her to know that the current situation would only increase her troubles, so she said lightly, "It's been dealt with."

"Looking at your expression, there is clearly something wrong." Mu Xinyuan moved her body to get closer: "Let me also tell you that although I don't understand your common affairs, I also have opinions in handling disputes."

"what……"

Yuan Wuxiang smiled very reluctantly, and Mu Xinyuan grabbed his ears unexpectedly, leaned over with his soft body, breathing like blue in his ears, and his soft tone was full of concern: "What's the matter?"

Yuan Wuxiang suddenly felt a lump in his throat.

Since these days, thousands of people have pointed fingers, disciples have scolded him, and all forbearances have been thrown away.

"Ah Yuan..." He hugged his wife with a little breathlessness: "Tired Shoutian killed Yuan Zong Liuxiang, Baopuzi... committed suicide."

Mu Xinyuan suddenly opened his eyes wide, seeing Yuan Wuxiang's sad expression, and silently hugged him back tightly.

Yuan Wuxiang seemed to be catalyzed, and told all the follow-up things in one breath: "I let Juan Shoutian leave, and warned all factions not to seek revenge...Junior Brother Puyang threatened to break with me the day before yesterday, and Junior Brother Yun was also devastated... Ah Yuan... I, did I do something wrong?"

Mu Xinyuan reached out and caressed his face: "Then, do you want to kill Juan Shoutian?"

"I……"

"You don't want to, do you?" Mu Xinyuan continued to stroke his trembling eyelashes with his fingers: "Yu Gong, killing him will make Nanbei Daozhen fall into a full-scale struggle; Yu Shi, killing him, you will also be ashamed for the rest of your life."

"Ah Yuan..." Yuan Wuxiang raised his eyebrows and was deeply moved by the fact that someone finally understood and expressed his inner thoughts completely, but he still felt guilty: "The death of Baopuzi and several disciples is a fact that cannot be ignored. .”

"Okay, Yuan Wuxiang..." Mu Xinyuan simply propped up her body, straightened Yuan Wuxiang's face with all her strength, met her eyes, and said word by word, seriously: "You are a mortal. The sky is also a mortal, and everyone is a mortal, so don't force yourself."

Because he is a mortal, he is trapped in love and hatred.

Because I am a mortal, it is inevitable to be biased.

Because we are mortals, we can't do everything well.

In life, you can only do your best to do the best you can, why force everything to be perfect?

Everything was kept silent, Yuan Wuxiang suddenly lowered his body, leaned his head on her shoulder, and remained silent.

After a while, he said softly: "A Yuan, you are seriously overdrawn this time, you need to take a good rest."

"Of course, I always cherish my life."

"...Don't leave me."

The words that were almost inaudible echoed in her ears, and Mu Xinyuan was startled unexpectedly - she had never seen such a fragile Yuan Wuxiang.

At the same time, certain joy and unspeakable anxiety arose in my heart.

Yuan Wuxiang... I have her in my heart.

But...she couldn't make a promise not to leave.

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Okay, I admit that I just want to arrange for a girl to accompany the young master through the most difficult moments in life

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