Xu Chun's words were like a thunder. Xingyun felt a rumbling sound in his mind. The sky and earth rotated, and he was dizzy and fell to the side. Seeing this, Wuhuazi quickly reached out to support Xingyun, and Wuyangzi immediately rushed out of the study and headed straight for his granddaughter Yuan Sirong's boudoir. Wuhuazi also helped Xingyun's foot-movement dragon and flying tillage technique. After dodging, several of them followed their senior brother to Yuan Sirong's boudoir. After standing firm, Wuhuazi immediately slapped Xingyun's top door and drank: "Wake up!"

Xingyun felt like a pelican was running through the top of the head. A cool air rushed straight from the top door to the bottom and suddenly woke up. Seeing the Sixth Master supporting him, he hurried to stand aside. Wu Huazi had no time to say anything to Xingyun and led Xingyun into the room. Looking up, he saw Wu Yangzi using his skills to input true energy to Yuan Sirong. The top of the two of them was white. Yuan Sirong's pale face, which was originally caused by sorrow and a lot of blood loss, also had a slightly blush on her pale face. It seemed that there should be no major problems for the time being.

At this time, the shocking cut on Yuan Sirong's left wrist violently impacted Xingyun's heart.

"For you, Xingyun alone, Sirong has achieved this point! Oh God, I, Xingyun, swear to the sky here! You must never let Sirong down in this life, otherwise Tian will be disgusted with it! Tian will condemn it!" Xingyun clenched his white fist and secretly swore.

At this time, Wuhuazi had already seen Yuan Sirong's problem, so he said to his senior brother, "Okay, senior brother, Xiaorong is currently weak and cannot be treated with too much true energy. In the future, as long as someone around him pays attention to taking care of him just in case."

Of course, Wuyangzi, who was injecting true qi into her, was still clear about Yuan Sirong's current physical condition. So Wuyangzi slowly guided his true qi back to his position after hearing this. Then he put down his palm and turned his head to call the maid Xu Chun to come and help Yuan Sirong lie down and cover it with a quilt.

Wuyangzi stood up and asked Wuhuazi: "What's going on with Rong'er? Didn't my junior brother just say that Rong'er is fine? Why did he feel heart failure in the blink of an eye? Will Rong'er have any problems in the future?" In fact, when Wuyangzi was exercising his granddaughter, he also roughly understood Yuan Sirong's current physical condition, but he was still unstable, so he still had to ask Wuhuazi's accurate answer.

Wu Huazi said, "I just talked about Xiao Rong's physical condition, but just when my senior brother was exercising his skills for Xiao Rong, Wu Hua thought carefully and it should be related to this place." As he said, Wu Huazi pointed to his heart, glanced at Xingyun, and then continued to say to Wu Yangzi: "My heart disease, Xiao Rong didn't know that his senior brother had agreed to their marriage. Because he had never been awake, he thought that there was no hope of self-survival. In addition, the body was so weak due to a lot of blood loss that what happened just now happened."

Xingyun heard Wuhuazi say this and hurriedly asked, "Will Sirong get better?" Looking at Yuan Sirong with a pale face on the bed, thinking about her laughter and liveliness in the past. Xingyun didn't want to see Yuan Sirong now. Even if she was noisy and pestered herself to cook, she would be thousands of times better than she is now! So after listening to Wuhuazi's words, Xingyun asked immediately.

Wu Huazi thought for a while, thought about the words, and said to Xingyun, "Then we need to see what happened these days first. If Xiaorong can wake up, then everything will be easy. Just tell her about the good news about you two."

Xingyun only said half of Wuhuazi's words, and the other half was not needed to think about it, and he would know what it was, "If Xiaorong can't wake up..."

Of course, Xingyun would not mention it, but even avoid it. At this time, Wuyangzi also came over and said to the two, "Let Rong'er have a good sleep. Junior brother, take Xingyun back to the study to sit. It's getting late, and the competition is almost over. I'll go back first."

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The competition was basically over at this time. After seeing the previous performances of Xingyun and Xingjun, the major sects present were no longer interested in the performances of other Qingcheng sects, while the Xingzi people present had to continue working hard for the remaining eight places in the Qingwu Palace.

Seeing Wuyangzi come back, after asking about Yuan Sirong's current situation, the other four sons in Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief. It was already noon and the competition was temporarily stopped. After a brief rest after lunch, the result was decided in the evening. After the subsequent ceremony of entering the palace, everyone dispersed. When Zhao Buyou of Huashan saw this, he knew that Wuyangzi did not want to marry the Huashan Sect again, so he had to leave with his son. Elder Baiyun of the Emei Sect stayed to continue discussing with the Qingcheng Sect which winner to choose to practice with the Emei Sect.

Regarding the elder Baiyun of the Emei Sect who had been half asleep, Tang Han sighed to Tang Xing when he went down the mountain, "Old Monk Baiyun is worthy of being a scheming. The Tang Sect took the lead and offended people to watch the competition and gave a big gift. As a result, Emei Sect looked at it a lot and could take away the most outstanding disciples in the Qingcheng Sect. This time the old monk would definitely attack the two little Taoists who could emit sword aura. Although Qingcheng may not be willing to let it go, it was agreed in advance, and he could learn Emei's martial arts. Qingcheng would not send ordinary disciples. But who can guarantee that the old monk would vomit it out? It's so high, it's not okay to accept it. Ginger is still the spicy of the old monk." Tang Han couldn't help but joke.

Tang Xing, who was standing beside him, was wondering why Xingyun had two different colors of sword auras? The milky white sword aura seemed to be vivid in my mind and could not be erased. Although his father believed that Tang Xing would not lie, Tang Han still did not believe that there was such a big violation of martial arts common sense, so he just thought that Tang Xing was wrong at that time and did not take it to heart. Tang Xing asked himself in his heart, "Is it really that I was wrong?"
Chapter completed!