Before the red clouds fell, Wang Jingmeng had lost consciousness and fell backwards.

Changsun Qianxue subconsciously reached out to hold him, but when her hands were in contact with his back and felt the heat on his back, she realized that she had never been so close to a man.

At this time, she had confirmed that the crisis had passed, and when a shy red cloud appeared naturally on her face, she looked at Wang Jingmeng, who was still holding her small sword tightly, and felt a great emotion and shock in her heart.

Wang Jingmeng was so powerful that she could exceed her imagination.

However, this kind of power is just equivalent to her.

If he escapes with all his might, his chances of survival will naturally be very high.

But when the sword light that could kill her instantly fell, he still stood in front of her like a mountain.

More harsh shouts rang out.

The surroundings of Luoyue Elegant House, which was originally extremely quiet, were like a boiling ocean, with winds coming everywhere, and the turbulent energy of heaven and earth everywhere.

But before the red clouds landed, the man in black had stopped breathing.

The one who killed him was not the owner of the poisonous sword, but himself.

His meridians were broken and his heart was broken, and the best doctors in the world could not save him again.

The owner of the Poison Belly Sword is a young practitioner who looks very young, wearing the kind of coarse cloth clothes of a servant who is a coarse benzene.

And as the red cloud landed, there was a square-faced man in a black shirt, standing straight as iron, holding a red sword in his hand.

The poisonous belly sword has returned to the sheath, but the red sword has not been retracted.

The man with a square face in black shirt was still absolutely vigilant. He looked at the owner of the Poison Belly Sword and said slowly and cautiously: "At the bottom, the Poison Belly Sword Master?"

The Master of Poison Belly Sword, wearing a coarse cloth clothes, listened to the other party's surname Fang and looked at his really square face. He couldn't help but want to laugh, but when he looked at the practitioner who had just died, he instantly restrained his smile and shook his head, "Yunmeng Sword Sect, Guo Qiujue. This Poison Belly Sword was just picked up by me at the Jinghu Sword Meeting."

When he said this, several practitioners had already appeared on the edge of the courtyard, but when he heard the four words Jinghu Sword Meeting, the figures of these people were unconsciously paused.

There are many practitioners in the world who can cross the sixth realm and reach the seventh realm. Many practitioners who reach the seventh realm are prone to the sword weapon list. However, most people on the sword weapon list dare not go to the Jinghu Sword Club. Even if they go, only a few people can truly see Jinghu.

Yunmeng Sword Sect is not famous, but the one who can climb to the Jinghu Sword Club and bring the Poison Belly Sword down the mountain and remains to this day is naturally a rare great sword master in the world.

"You are not a Qin person, how could you be here?"

Fang Su bowed and bowed, but still asked softly.

The eldest lady of the Gongsun family almost died here. This matter was too important for the entire Changling, so he had to ask.

"Yu Zuochi, Baili Liusu, met me at Jinghu Sword Club, and is my friend. I heard from Yu Zuochi that his junior brother Gu Liren is stronger than him, and his understanding of the Sword Sutra is unmatched. I have several sword moves that I can't understand. Later, I wrote to ask, and Gu Liren answered questions. I was very excited about it, but I had not had time to go to Bashan yet, but I had heard the bad news."

Guo Qiujue's eyes fell on Wang Jingmeng, "Later I heard that he was coming to Changling, and I was just closer to Changling, so I came early. Yu Zuochi knew that they lived in Luoyue Yaju, and I was close to Luoyue Yaju, so he felt relieved. But there were too many people coming today, so I didn't want people to know easily, so I was slower."

Fang Su was naturally worried about Gongsun Qianxue's safety, but at this time Gongsun Qianxue was already angry, "What else do you ask? Why don't you save people first!"

"Feel sorry."

When her angrily shouted, Guo Qiujue had already arrived in front of her. While one of his hands fell on Wang Jingmeng, the other hand had already taken off the sword from Wang Jingmeng's hand and handed it back to her.

Fang Su frowned slightly, and of course he understood what Guo Qiujue's apologies meant.

For Wang Jingmeng, today is an unpredictable disaster.

The black-shirted practitioner who died on the spot was from the Gongsun family. Now his apology was obviously an intention to expel guests, and he did not want any Gongsun family to contact Wang Jingmeng, so as not to have more accidents.

"Thank you."

In an instant, he also came to Gongsun Qianxue's side and said softly to Gongsun Qianxue in an unquestionable tone: "Miss, please go home first."

Gongsun Qianxue's body was slightly stiff. Before she could speak, Fang Su had already continued to say to Guo Qiujue: "When my lady returns home, our adults will naturally come to thank you."

Gongsun Qianxue was not sure about Wang Jingmeng's injuries, so she naturally refused to move. But just as she was standing still, five or six practitioners had already gathered around her and moved together. As the breath on her body was swelling, it was as if there was a ball of air wrapped around her and took her out.

Before these people could leave the courtyard, Feng Jieyou and Lin Zhujiu had already entered the courtyard.

Feng Jieyou and Fang Su nodded to each other, and then he came to Guo Qiujue. He felt Wang Jingmeng's blood circulation slightly, and felt Guo Qiujue's true energy slowly flowing between Wang Jingmeng's meridians. He frowned deeply and said, "The internal organs are subject to severe shock and displacement are very severe. But be careful when dealing with it, otherwise it is easy to leave hidden injuries and will not be cured in the future."

Guo Qiujue didn't know who the other party was at this time, but Wang Jingmeng's injury made him feel a little tricky. It seemed that he hadn't quickly rescued Wang Jingmeng, but in fact he didn't dare to move Wang Jingmeng easily. Instead, he used true energy to first regulate Wang Jingmeng and prevented Wang Jingmeng from worsening in his body.

"I also wade into muddy waters today. He was seriously injured. I have some responsibility."

Feng Jieyou reached out and took out a small jade wine bottle from his sleeve, saying, "This medicinal wine is of great use to treat hidden injuries. After his body is not seriously damaged, he can take it. When there is no serious illness, it will not affect his future practice."

Lin Zhuojiu had already heard why Guo Qiujue took action outside the yard. He looked at Wang Jingmeng who was unconscious and his face turned pale quickly: "Senior, how long will his injury be restored?"

"It is a miracle to be able to survive under the Seventh Realm. His injury should be even worse than you think. If you have a way to contact Yu Zuochi quickly, you can try to contact him immediately." Guo Qiujue said seriously: "Even if there is enough elixir, I'm afraid he will not be able to recover without half a year."
Chapter completed!