Chapter 663 I’ll take you home(1/2)
Jianyang Mansion, Medical Center.
Between the two clean beds, Meng Xiuwen's face was pale, and even his lips had lost their color.
The once most powerful demon-slayer officer in the Southern Continent now looked like he was dying. Even his usual out-of-the-box personality had become somewhat restrained.
But compared to the figure on the other bed, his condition was already considered extremely good.
The young man's body was covered with gaps, and white scales appeared on his face. He could not even maintain his human form. Even though there was a girl next to him with tears in his eyes, he kept wiping it with a towel, but the blood gushing out from the gaps in the scales was...
It can't be wiped clean no matter what.
He stared at the sky with his eyes wide open, as if the lamp was exhausted and the candle was blown by the wind, and might die at any moment.
"Where's the elixir!"
Meng Xiuwen looked at Zi Xian trying to suppress her sobs, couldn't help but look outside the room, and yelled in a hoarse voice.
Two messengers came in quickly and said softly: "Master Qi Yuzhang is too seriously injured. The elixirs used need to be transferred from the imperial capital. The government office has done its best to do so."
"Hurry, hurry! By the time you hurry here, everyone will be dead!"
Meng Xiuwen gritted his teeth. Although the Rainmaker was one of the Eight Divisions, it was obviously incomparable to an existence like the Demon Slayer Division. He was able to ask the government office to go to the imperial capital to prepare the elixir. It was already because Ziyang was trying to stop the demon.
It's for the injury's sake.
The two police officers bowed their heads helplessly and slowly retreated.
"You said you are the same. Even if you come from a remote area, you don't even know Taiyi Immortal. Why, your brain is broken? You are just praying for rain. When you see that the situation is not right, you can't hide first. You have to stand in the middle.
, can you stop him for even one breath?"
Meng Xiuwen stood up, glared at the neighbor angrily, accidentally pulled the wound, and grinned again.
Not to mention others, he was frightened when he saw the little dragon demon's actions. In order to block the blow for him, he had exhausted all the money he had saved over the years, but he could still only help the other party to leave one.
His tone almost brought him into it.
This is because the imperial energy suppressed the evil beast's cultivation level by more than 90%.
If it were a Taiyi Immortal in its full glory, there should be two graves lying here right now.
"That inn...is my only sister...and my only father."
Ziyang stared upward, his voice like a gnat, as if just these words had exhausted all his strength.
Hearing this, Zixian, who had been suppressing her emotions, finally couldn't help but buried her head on her brother and burst into tears.
Outside the house, in addition to a group of police officers, there was also a hale and hearty old man. He was thin and dressed in linen clothes. Although his hair was gray and he was quite old, his eyes full of vitality still showed a bit of violence.
gas.
Hearing this, he glanced inside the house.
The old man had obviously just been angry and felt depressed, and his voice was a little impatient: "Let your prefect send another letter in my name."
Da Nanzhou is so far away from the imperial capital. No matter how urgent we are, the chance of catching up is still very slim.
All we can do is talk about human affairs and let fate dictate.
"Go back to Master Yan, this subordinate will go right away."
A group of messengers hurriedly saluted. They did not know the specific identity of the old man. They only knew that even the prefect was extremely humble in front of him.
At the same time, Meng Xiuwen in the room also had a character that could not tolerate crying. He immediately slapped the bed and got out of bed: "Give him a fight, and we won't eat without Zhang Butcher."
Hairy pig, let’s go!”
Zi Xian stopped sobbing in confusion, but still obediently carried her brother on her back: "Senior Meng, where are you going?"
"Go find our Master Ye."
Meng Xiuwen limped toward the outside of the house. As the peak master of the Alchemy Peak of Shenxu Mountain, Ye Lan should not have difficulty getting some life-saving gadgets even if he didn't know how to make alchemy.
He walked out of the house, although he was a little angry, but when he saw the old man, he still bowed his hands seriously and saluted.
"General Yan."
After the old man tapped his chin, he took the brother and sister out of the hospital and headed towards a certain mansion.
…
There was finally a human voice in the deserted mansion.
Zixian carried her brother on her back and carefully looked around until she saw the familiar figure in a black shirt. For some reason, her panicked heart suddenly felt much calmer.
Ziyang raised his head with difficulty. Even though he was injured to this extent, he still tried to raise the corners of his mouth and called out: "Brother Shen."
Ever since Shen Yi helped herself and others rescue their father, he was no longer a senior or sect leader, but the benefactor of the entire Purple Beard White Dragon clan.
If the imperial court can prepare such a secluded mansion for him in the huge Jianyang Mansion, Brother Shen must have become a guest in Jianyang.
Looking back at myself, this desolate and dying appearance is truly a joke.
"You're back, you don't even know that Lao Meng and I were almost beaten to death on the street."
Meng Xiuwen screamed miserably and looked back and forth: "Where is she? Call her back quickly. If you drag her on, your old friend's life will be in danger."
"..."
Shen Yi looked at the brother and sister, there was no big disturbance in their expressions, and she pondered for a moment: "What happened?"
"We'll talk about these in detail later. Let's talk to Ye Lan first..." Before Meng Xiuwen finished speaking, he saw that the other party had turned around.
The next moment, he waved his sleeves slightly, and a huge alchemy furnace crashed to the ground.
"Speak slowly, don't rush."
Shen Yi didn't seem to need to think at all. He tapped his five fingers, and many medicinal materials jumped out from his fingers.
Driven by spiritual energy, the fire suddenly sprang up, making the entire courtyard feel a little warmer.
As the peak master of Dan Peak, he did take away a lot of his "own" treasures when he left. And this kind of healing elixir does not involve calamity power, so it is enough to put it in the Tibetan Law Pavilion.
No high-quality things are allowed.
For Shen Yi, who has read all the alchemy books, it is completely easy to do.
"ah?"
Meng Xiuwen was not surprised that Shen Yi could take out an alchemy furnace.
Compared with that kind of immortal sect disciples, casual cultivators who travel abroad and practice various immortal arts will almost selectively dabble in a few, especially alchemy and weapon making.
But dabbling is dabbling, and the methods are mostly crude and can only be said to be barely adequate for emergencies.
But the so-called expert's actions are different from those of ordinary people at a glance.
Watching many medicinal materials being quickly refined into pure medicinal liquid in the alchemy furnace, the whole process went smoothly without any feeling of harshness. All the medicinal power was returned to the furnace without any leakage.
Meng Xiuwen gradually widened his eyes.
This is not what an ordinary monk should do when making alchemy, even if it is compared to those specially trained alchemy masters in the Immortal Sect!
The most important thing is that Shen Yi is refining elixirs while listening to himself, which shows that the other party is not using his full strength at all.
"I feel now that you are scarier than Ye Lan."
Meng Xiuwen complained, even though he didn't even know what elixir the other party had made, but just by this posture, the stone in his heart fell inexplicably.
Feeling much more relaxed, he stood behind the young man and recounted what had happened previously.
Shen Yi listened silently, his eyes never leaving the alchemy furnace. Only when he heard that the evil beast almost flattened the inn with one foot did he slightly raise his eyebrows.
In that inn, there were not only King Donglong and Zixian, but also several sect leaders from Nanhong, as well as senior Xuan Qing and the others.
"His grandma's, the Immortal family is amazing, it's just a mount. How can he buy back so many people who died in vain in my three mansions with just a small amount of apology?"
"Those two old guys are really confused. The foundation of our divine dynasty is this overwhelming imperial aura. This monster is causing harm to the world, which makes people panic. If the people's minds are shaken, it will directly affect the imperial aura. If it is a demon Not only was he not executed, he was also sent back safely..."
"A thousand-mile embankment was destroyed by an anthill. The recent actions of the Bodhi Sect and the Three Immortals Sect are obviously abnormal!"
Meng Xiuwen's mouth went dry as he spoke, but when he saw that Shen Yi still looked calm, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
Judging from the past few actions together, the other party is not this indifferent to the world of mortals.
"That's all, that's all. We are indeed of low status and strength, so we can only curse a few words."
He waved his hands without interest.
During the whole process, neither brother nor sister said a word.
China is no better than Hongze. It is not a place where one person can act unscrupulously. Brother Shen has already helped Hongze too much. He must not cause any more trouble to the other party because of himself and others.
Compared to Meng Xiuwen, the two of them understood Shen Yi's temperament better.
Refining alchemy requires hard work.
While Shen Yi was refining the potion, two more figures came into the mansion.
Ye Lan walked in front with an expressionless face, and behind her was a man whose entire body was shrouded in a dark green robe.
His face was dry and black, he looked like an ape, and he had three eyes on his forehead.
There was a perverse smile on his face, and he looked at everyone cynically. There were no shackles on his body, only a gold circle around his neck.
To be continued...