Qinghe Palace.

In the patrol room.

Chen Zhihan gently brushed away the dust from the Taoist robe, took off his favorite long sword from the wooden stand in front of him.

Gently pull out the sword blade, and the sword body is engraved with fine cloud patterns.

He sighed.

This sword was given to him by Xiao Rong himself, but now he wants him to give it to his old friend in person.

"There are many things in the world that cannot be controlled by oneself..."

"Not good! Master!" Suddenly, the disciple shouted urgently outside the gate.

"What's the matter?" Chen Zhihan said unhappily. He hated being disturbed when he was resting and thinking the most.

This will seriously affect his mood.

"The supervisory institute brought a group of people down the mountain. Moreover, the insider just sent a message back, and there were officers and soldiers from the Hundred Houses of Huaxin County! I'm afraid they were all for Senior Brother Wuyou!" The apprentice explained in a hurry.

"Hundred Houses... Chen Tan..." Chen Zhihan's expression changed slightly. If the supervisory institute could handle it alone, but Chen Tan's personal dispatch would be completely different.

This means that he must have had absolute evidence. Otherwise, the Qinghe Palace would be under the jurisdiction of the Dadaoism and under the jurisdiction of Jixianyuan, so it would not be the turn of other places to deal with the garrison.

After pondering for a moment, he returned the sword to sheath again.

"Pack up your things and follow me down the mountain!"

"Master, where are we going?"

"First go down the mountain to check the situation." Chen Zhihan felt something was wrong in his heart.

He also knew a little about his son's design, and he also agreed with his old friend Xiao Rong's design.

Because his main energy is all his competing for the position of the Palace Master, he has no time to pay attention to it.

Moreover, he also arranged a lot of insiders in the Qinghe Palace and attracted many trusted subordinates.

Even if your son fails, he can still break his tail and cannot implicate himself.

but....

After all, it was his own son...

After simply packing up his things, Chen Zhihan took a team of patrol men and quickly went down the mountain and rushed towards the direction where the fireworks of the message barrel exploded.

It's just that the road is not halfway.

In a wooded slope, he suddenly stopped...

On the slope, two corpses with twisted and broken heads and necks were clearly presented to him.

The morning light passed through the branches and was cut into countless pieces, falling on the grass, rocks, and two corpses that had long been gone.

The corpse is like branches, leaves, and animal bones that can be seen everywhere in the forest, and is being eaten by wild wolves who look black-backed.

Chen Zhihan's body shook, his eyes turned slightly red, and a hint of pain appeared in his pupils.

He walked slowly over and when he approached ten meters, his body suddenly rushed forward. In a very short time, he slammed hard on the waist of a wild wolf with one hand and went down from top to bottom.

puff.

The wild wolf was caught off guard and had no time to prepare for it. He broke his waist on the spot and fell to the ground.

The other wolf ran away in fear, and in a blink of an eye, he crawled into the forest and disappeared.

Chen Zhihan walked to the body of his son Chen Wuyou.

He stretched out his hand and gently held it on his son's fatal neck injury, right at the opponent's shape.

"Master...we are now..." Several disciples behind him asked tremblingly.

"Take the body and go to the county. Someone will help us avenge us." Chen Zhihan's voice was deep.

At this time, he could not guess that his power in the Qinghe Palace had already gone.

The son died, Tang Sa, the supervisory institute, led the team down the mountain, and the inside line gave the hundred households to lead the troops...

All this proves a little bit.

The old boy Tang Sha completely overturned the table.

The situation in the Qinghegong side was arrested and the current situation was that Chen Baihu, a man who had always been neutral, actually chose to support Tang Sha.

There is no more suspense in the position of the harem master in the future... Since that's the case, it doesn't make sense whether he stays or not.

"Let's go!" Chen Zhihan made a quick decision, picked up the body, and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain.

If the market here is lost, the county wife still has a place to turn around! At that time... this hatred of killing children...

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"Save people quickly!" Zhang Rongfang hugged Zhao Dacong and rushed into the alchemy room panting.

Seeing this, the two errand roads in the Danfang did not dare to neglect them and quickly stepped forward to take over Zhao Dacong.

The two carried the person, carefully placed it on the clinic table inside, lowered the curtain, and treated it by Danfang Kundao.

Zhang Rongfang stood outside the door and breathed a long sigh.

He got the person back. As for whether the senior sister can survive this level, it depends on God's will...

He didn't expect that Chen Wuyou chose to take action as soon as he left, and Jiao Teng was actually standing completely on Chen Wuyou's side.

On this trip, if he hadn't been showing weakness and attacked head-on, he would have been no match for the two.

Zhang Rongfang found a stone bench outside the door of Dan’s room and sat down. He rolled up his sleeves and had two clear swellings on his forearms.

That was the scar left when he forcibly knocked out the Jiaotenblock blocking move.

‘After all, although I have practiced Yuexing Talisman to the limit, my physical fitness itself cannot perfectly use Chongshan.

This extreme killer move not only causes great damage to the enemy, but also causes considerable damage to myself under reaction force. You must use it with caution.'

Zhang Rongfang sat on the stone bench and looked at the pilgrims coming and going on the main road that ran through Xuanxin Hall not far away, and his heart slowly calmed down.

Anyway, he tried his best.

Before long, the little Taoist priest in the alchemy room came out and whispered a few words to him.

Zhang Rongfang's nervous expression also eased.

Senior Sister Zhao Dacong is not in danger of life, but she loses too much blood and has too many wounds, so she needs rest.

In addition, you should also worry about purulent diseases in the wound. But these are all considered later.

Now there is no problem.

"How about senior sister now? Are you sober?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"Senior Sister Zhao is still in a coma. If it goes well, it may take several hours to wake up. We have already taken her internal healing medicine and golden sore medicine." The little Taoist replied in a low voice.

"That's good..." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

"Junior Brother Rong Fang!" Suddenly, a cry came from a distance.

It's Zhang Xintai.

There was a light bloody mouth on his cheek, his robe was quite complete, and his right arm sleeve had a long torn hole.

"Senior Brother Xintai." Zhang Rongfang's heart moved and he quickly met him.

"Do you know where I just went? What did I do?" Zhang Xintai looked solemn.

"Sir, please help me solve my doubts." Zhang Rongfang bowed his fists and bowed.

At this moment, Zhang Xintai told him everything that had just happened, including Xiao Rong's death, Xiao Qingying being tied up, Chen Wuyou's disappearance, Jiao Teng's back stabbing Xiao Rong, and so on a series of changes.

Zhang Rongfang was stunned when he heard this. After listening, he was speechless and afraid, but also had no idea what to say about Xiao Rong and his daughter.

"What will happen to Senior Sister Xiao... in the future?"

Zhang Xintai shook his head gently.

"Her father is in the Taoist palace and has several friends. After taking office as the palace master, he will take care of him a little. But..."

Zhang Rongfang also understood that Xiao Qingying's father is dead and was still killed by the person he loved the most.

And I was the culprit who indirectly killed my father.

He also fell into the hands of bandits. Even if he was really innocent, he would never be clean.

This series of blows...

The young lady who was willful and charming before... I'm afraid...

"Do you want to visit her?" Zhang Xintai asked.

"......Forget it. What's the difference between going or not?" Zhang Rongfang shook his head.
To be continued...