"puff!"

Seeing the other party teleportation away, Qin Feng became angry and furious, and fainted after spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Qin Feng, Qin Feng?"

Zhao Shuzhen had already rushed over and hugged him, but the others in this incident had not yet come back to their senses.

The sky was suspended with the flames of hell, covering the snowy mountain, intending to exterminate the creatures of the snowy mountain. Such a terrible Confucian scholar and such a terrible method were the only way they saw in this life. Many people were still in the panic just now and could not come back to their senses.

"It's you, it's all because of you."

Someone said that those who lost relatives and friends and suffered from disaster for no reason suddenly turned their hatred eyes to Qin Feng.

"Yes, yes. If it weren't for you, how could the people in the Holy Academy be angry? If it weren't for you, how could the child die?"

"It's all because of you..."

More and more people gathered to point the finger at Qin Feng.

"How could it be Qin Feng's fault? All of this is because the people in the Holy Academy are unreasonable and cruel. What does it have to do with Qin Feng?"

"If it weren't for the Holy Son of the Holy Academy, how could that Confucian scholar be angry and deal with our Daxue Mountain with the means of destroying the world."

"Yes, it's all because of him. He drove him out. He was not the one from our Daxue Mountain anyway."

"Yes, drive him out. Otherwise, the Holy Academy will come back to settle the accounts in the future. How can I bear the Great Snow Mountain?"

"There is no good end to offend the Holy Son of the Holy Academy. What's more, he almost killed Su Zhe!"

...

Feeling the anger of the people, Chen Wei saw that the situation was not good, so she turned around and left.

"Stop, where are you going?"

Turning back, Chen Wei stuck out her tongue and said, "Where are you going? Of course you are leaving. Could it be that you stay and face the anger of so many people?"

"You, why are you so shameless? Qin Feng is your master, and he is also fighting against the attacks of the four seniors in the Jitian Martial Realm for you. Now he is in trouble, and you, a female slave, actually wants to abandon your master and escape."

Chen Wei stuck out her tongue and said, "I am not his female slave. As for his attack on me just now...I, I..."

It seemed that she couldn't find a reason, she pouted and said, "I didn't want him to care about me. How did I know he would care about me?"

The sound behind is as thin as a mosquito.

"Oh, I'm leaving anyway. He has you as a friend, and he is so strong, so there will definitely be no problem." After saying that, he turned into a string of black shadows and disappeared.

"You, damn..."

Seeing that she had run away, Zhao Shuzhen turned around and looked at the gathering people. They were angry and almost wished they could swallow Qin Feng alive immediately. She hugged him and fled here.

At this time, Wei Zhong was dealing with Mr. Qiu's injuries. Seeing that the field was in chaos, he was both heartbroken and anxious, and he didn't have to be as much. He pressed his palm against Mr. Qiu's heart while feeding him to take the golden elixir.

"Old guy, you can't just die like this! If you die, who will have fun with me, the old man in the future?"

As the golden elixir was taken in, Mr. Qiu's aura became much smoother. His face gradually changed from bloodless pale to rosy, and his vitality gradually returned.

"Ahem..."

After hearing two heavy coughs, Mr. Qiu spit out a mouthful of blood. He took a deep breath, turned to Wei Zhong and cursed: "Go to you, I won't die even if you die."

Seeing him awake, Wei Zhong was overjoyed: "Haha, I still have the intention to joke with me. It seems that you, the old boy, will not die in a while!"

"Ahem!"

But I didn't expect that Mr. Qiu couldn't straighten it out in one breath and coughed twice again. His breath became weaker!

"Damn Old Man Qiu, don't die like this."

After smoothing out the breath in his body, Old Qiu came to anger and glared at Wei Zhong and said, "Old man, I can't die yet, old man."

The two old people looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

After looking around, Mr. Qiu stroked his chest with one hand and asked, "Where is Qin Feng? Where is Qin Feng? Where did that damn Confucian scholar go?"

"Okay, your disciple is very nice. My granddaughter is taking care of him!"

Hearing this, Mr. Qiu felt relieved. But when he heard a large number of people in the audience were insulting Qin Feng, he couldn't help but frown.

"What's going on?"

Wei Zhong said angrily: "Your baby grandson was beaten to death by your disciple, and you were desperate because of him. Now you care so much about him, and I don't know how you, the old guy, have a brain?"

Mr. Qiu retorted: "That boy Chu Fan was injured by himself. I was so angry that the bullshit Confucian scholar in the Holy Academy was injured just now. What does it have to do with my precious disciple? Tell me quickly, what's wrong? How about Qin Feng?"

"well!"

Seeing that he was so seriously injured and was still concerned about Qin Feng's affairs, Wei Zhong told him everything.

...

"Anyway, that's it. Your precious disciple may not be able to stay in the Great Snow Mountain!"

"How can they? How can they?"

Mr. Qiu looked at the group of people at the foot of the mountain with a grudge and cursed angrily: "This group of wastes has no courage to ask the Holy Academy for a crime. Now he has vented his anger on his disciples. What's wrong with the old husband's disciples? A group of wastes!"

When others saw that he was seriously injured but was very angry, they didn't dare to persuade him. They could only let him scold him...

Zhao Shuzhen took Qin Feng back to his palace. Although it was repaired, most of the palace was destroyed due to the previous blood nightmare disaster. Now there is only one side hall for rest.

Because the goddess of the Snow Mountain returned, the subordinates who heard the news were gone. Now the palace of the Goddess of Bingxin has long been empty!

He finally entered his bedroom with great difficulty, not caring about the difference between men and women. Zhao Shuzhen quickly put him on the bed, but found that his breath was weak, as if it was like a candle in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time.

"Qin Feng, don't die. You can't die!"

The soft crying spread throughout the bedroom. She took out a large bottle of elixir from her Qiankun bag. But she couldn't tell which can save his life!

"Give up. He was shattered by the Confucian scholar. The life in front of him was just the last struggle before the curtain call. It would soon dissipate..."

A soul shadow emerged from Zhao Shuzhen's body. Although her appearance was exactly the same as Zhao Shuzhen, her temperament was completely different from that of the weak Zhao Shuzhen at this moment. Her whole aura was cold, as cold as frost.

"Save him, sister, please save him. As long as you save him, even if you want control of my body, I will promise you."

Zhao Shuzhen looked at the soul body in the air with tears in her eyes.

"Zheng'er, is this worth it for an outsider?"

"Sister, I don't know if it's worth it. I just don't want to watch him die like this?"

Staring at the person in front of him, the soul body in the air sighed and said, "Okay, even if this is your choice. Then I will fulfill you, and I don't need your body. But in the future, you can no longer resist me as much as before."

"Um!"

He looked down at the girl who shared the same body with him, and his soul sighed again, and then he returned to Zhao Shuzhen's body. He took out several bottles of elixirs that replenish qi and solid elixirs from the elixirs, then straightened Qin Feng and injected spiritual power into his body.
Chapter completed!