Chapter 349 Kirin Arm

In the hall of the World Association, Bu Jingyun covered his broken arm and went to Kong Ci's wooden coffin with a pale face.

Looking at Kong Ci, who seemed to be asleep in the open coffin, there was a smile on Bu Jingyun's pale face. He couldn't help stretching out his right hand covering his broken arm and gently touching Kong Ci's face.

The guards and guests in the hall are outside the hall, and looking at the empty rudder of the world, Bu Jingyun leaned on the coffin and suddenly felt that it would be quite good to die in this familiar place.

"Master Yuntang, Master Yuntang!"

Just as the blood flowed out, Bu Jingyun felt that he was getting weaker and weaker, and the call of heaven suddenly sounded in his ears.

Bu Jingyun felt so familiar with this sound, as if the first voice he heard when he was taken out of Bujiazhuang ten years ago was like this.

"Dad, do you think martial arts are important or a good sword is important?"

"Dad, I will definitely become a good swordsmith in the future and let everyone compete for the sword I forged!"

"Yun'er, go quickly, remember, the peerless sword cast by Dad can never be opened for the sword without the blood of our Bu family..."

Bu Jingyun closed his eyes and remembered his father and his vow to become a swordsmith when he was a teenager.

"Master Yuntang, are you all right!"

With a call, Bu Jingyun only felt that his mouth had been broken, and then a small round ball with a strange fragrance was stuffed into his mouth.

The small ball in his mouth melted into his mouth and turned into a mass of heat flowing all over Bu Jingyun's body, making Bu Jingyun, who was already dizzy, regain consciousness.

"Wen Chou Chou!"

With an elixir, Bu Jingyun felt that he was much better and had some strength.

"Wen Chouchou, why are you here!" Bu Jingyun knew that he couldn't sleep now, so he resisted the sleepiness in his head and struggled to stand up.

"If you don't come, you will die. I grew up, and the reason why it happened this time is all because Xiong Ba planned it in order to force you three brothers to turn against each other!"

Wen Chou was dressed in a white gorgeous suit. While secretly looking outside the hall, he hurriedly helped Bu Jingyun up.

"Let's go quickly. Now that the swordsman has come, he dares not be distracted, otherwise you won't be able to leave in a while!" Wen Chouchou said, trying to help Bu Jingyun escape from the back door of the hall.

"No, I can't go. I want to be with Kong Ci. I want to take her out of here!"

Bu Jingyun, who was helped by Wen Chou, suddenly pushed Wen Chou away and lay softly on Kong Ci's wooden coffin.

"You're crazy. How can you take the lady away like this!"

At this time, Wen Chouchou's face was in a cold sweat. You know, in the current state of Bu Jingyun, a disciple who rushed in casually could capture him. And the reason why no one entered the hall for such a day is just because of the arrival of Kensei and Xiong Ba's confidence in returning to his vitality.

"I, I can..."

Bu Jingyun took a deep breath and stood firmly in front of Kong Ci's coffin, holding his only right arm towards the coffin.

"I can, I can definitely take Kong Ci away, I can, I'm Bu Jingyun, I can do it!"

Bu Jingyun said in a messy tone, and then gritted his teeth and suddenly exerted his strength. He clamped the 400-pound wooden coffin under his arm and pulled it out abruptly.

Holding up a 400 catties of wooden coffin, there is no problem with Bu Jingyun, who was not injured, but now Bu Jingyun resisted a three-point vitality and kept breaking one arm, even the body itself suffered a very serious internal injury.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Bu Jingyun gritted his teeth and walked out step by step. Every step he took, the blood dripping from his broken arm drew a blood line on the ground.

Bu Jingyun seemed to be unaware of it and staggered towards the back door of the hall, which made Wen Chou on one side both relieved and worried.

At this moment, Bu Jingyun has only one idea in his heart, which is to take Kong Ci, leave here, and leave this sad place.

"Master Yuntang, please go quickly. The guards behind have been transferred by me. You will never come back after leaving here."

Wen Chouchou stood on the back door of the hall and looked at Bu Jingyun's departure with a reluctant face. But there was nothing he could do, because he wanted to leave a misguided pursuer to give Bu Jingyun a time to breathe.

"Wen Chouchou, thank you!" Bu Jingyun left with a pause and said without looking back.

"Thank you for what, I grew up watching you. How many years can I live as a sissy!" Wen Chouchou said softly, and then immediately turned around and ran to the hall after Bu Jingyun's figure disappeared.

The heads outside the hall surged. Nie Feng and Qin Shuang sat on the ground with the help of their disciples to heal their wounds, while Xiong Ba stood on the stone steps and stared at the sword saint in front of them.

"Wen Chou, Bu Jingyun!" Looking at Wen Chou running out of the hall, Qin Shuang stopped healing and asked with some low eyes.

"Dead, the master's martial arts are so powerful that Bu Jingyun has already died!"

Wen Chou was stunned when he heard Qin Shuang's words, and then smiled and nodded repeatedly.

"Brother Yun, what's wrong with you!" After hearing the news of Bu Jingyun's death, Nie Feng suddenly opened his eyes, then shook his head and gently closed it.

"Step Jingyun is dead! Good death, good death!"

Xiong Ba, who was confronting Jiansheng, laughed, thinking that he had changed his life and killed Bu Jingyun, so there was no dragon swimming in shallow water. The world must be his own.

Xiongba laughed, but looking at Xiongba who couldn't stop laughing, Jiansheng stroked his beard and whispered, "My daughter died the day before yesterday, today's dead apprentice. If I were you, I wouldn't be happy!"

"You!" Xiong Ba was furious when he heard the sound, but the smile on his face was no longer there.

"Lord, my subordinates only saw a pool of blood in the hall. Bu Jingyun disappeared, and the young lady was also taken away!"

Just as Xiong Ba was thinking about whether to take action, a bodyguard suddenly ran out of the hall. Obviously, after Wen Chou came out, Xiong Ba was sent in to inquire about the truth.

"What!" Xiong Ba looked ugly and turned his head to look at Wen Chou in the crowd.

"What, run away, how can it be! Yes, Bu Jingyun must have died! Come on, chase me!"

Before the male bully could speak, Wen Chou immediately jumped up like a cat with a trampled tail and rushed into the hall without saying a word with dozens of disciples.

"hum..." Xiongba snorted coldly and didn't think much about it. After all, Wen Chouchou has been following him for decades, and the male bully only said that it was Wen Chouchou's negligence for a while. He wanted to take his own move, but he couldn't run away from this meeting.

Wen Chouchou ran to the hall with people, and after arriving in the hall, the disciples of the world looked at the blood stains on the ground and chased them along the blood stains without saying a word.

"Hall..."

Wen Chou shouted coldly, holding the iconic round fan in his hand and scolded him. "You idiots, the blood stains on the ground are obviously a way to attack the east and west. If he really runs away from here, how can there be such an obvious clue for you!"

"Your excellency, what do you mean!" The disciples looked back and forth, and then bowed their heads and asked.

"There are two back doors in the apse, one leading to the bottom of the mountain and the other leading to our gate station. This military method is false, but it is true, but it is false. Bu Jingyun was so seriously injured that he must be hiding here, waiting for me to look for him like a fool at the foot of the mountain!"

After Wen Chouchou finished speaking, the fan in his hand shook and went to the bloodless passage.

"What are you still doing? The most dangerous place is the safest!" Wen Chouchou looked back dissatisfiedly at the disciples standing still and said in a lesson.

"This!" The disciples hesitated, and then remembered that Wen Chouchou was the director of the World Association, so they couldn't help lowering their heads and shouting for their wisdom, and dozens of people rushed to the passage leading to the World Association.

Dozens of people went towards the channel, while Wen Chouchou shook his fan and sighed deeply.

"Alas, children always grow up. It seems that from now on, the road will depend on you!"

Wen Chou is smart, but he is not stupid. After today's incident, Wen Chouchou believed that he would not be executed and could no longer help Bu Jingyun.

"That's all, that's all!" Wen Chouchou looked at the disciples who ran out, then gently locked the door and returned to the hall.

"Wen Chouchou, why are you back again!" At this time, Qin Shuang had finished his work and stood up, and Nie Feng also suppressed the injury.

"I'm a civilian. I won't participate in this pursuit, otherwise it will help!"

Wen Chouchou walked to Qin Shuang's side with a smile, then took their hands and retreated back.

"Wen Chouchou, the master is confronting the swordsman. What are you pulling us here for?" Nie Feng and Qin Shuang, who did not know why, were pulled to the side of the hall by Wen Chouchou and looked at him inexplicably.

"You two come with me. I have something to tell you!" Wen Chouchou did not answer, but looked out carefully.

Wen Chouchou is the big housekeeper of the world, and Nie Feng and Qin Shuang are both masters. Therefore, before the bully spoke, whether it was the disciples of the world meeting or those masters, they did not dare to block the three people at all.

"If you have anything, just tell me. We have to help the master later!" Qin Shuang first showed an impatient look and broke free from Wen Chou's pull.

"You guys!" Wen Chouchou looked anxious and then whispered, "Do you still remember the clay bodhisattva?"

"Of course, the clay bodhisattva was robbed, and the master blamed us!" Qin Shuang nodded and said with some care.

"The man who took away the Mud Bodhisattva is the bully, and he is still plotting to deal with Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, and this step Jingyun is the ghost of the bully! He is just using you, but you don't know anything!" Wen Chou's face was anxious, but his expression didn't seem to be fake.

"I don't believe it. The master was as kind to me as a mountain. That year, Nanlin's sword first competed with my father. If the master hadn't finally saved me, I would have died in Lingyun Cave!" Nie Feng shook his head repeatedly and said in disbelief.

"What Lingyun Cave? Huolin Sword is the sword of Xiongba, and the person who compares with your father is Xiongba. He has an anonymous title outside, that is, Nanlin Sword Head! Well, come with me. While Xiongba can't get out, I'll take you to see someone. When you see that person, you will understand everything!"

Wen Chouchou ran all the way, and Nie Feng followed him closely. The three of them circled from the path to the back mountain. When Wen Chouchou stopped, they suddenly arrived at the place where Xiongba had closed in the past.

When he came to the stone cave where Xiongba was closed, Wen Chouchou skillfully opened the mechanism and walked in with Nie Feng and Qin Shuang.

The three of them passed through the passage all the way. At the end, Wen Chou pushed open the stone door and looked at the mud bodhisattva who had been separated for a long time.

At this time, the clay bodhisattva really responded to his own words, and he didn't know what had provoked Xiongba. He was actually chained to the stone wall by Xiongba. Only the rotten sores made Qin Shuang and the two recognize him.

"Master Qin, Master Fengtang, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

The mud bodhisattva smiled. Although he was in trouble, his leisurely appearance was no different from when they first saw him.

"Mud Bodhisattva, it's really you! The masked man..." Nie Feng and the two were shocked. Now recalling the process of meeting with the masked man that day, the two suddenly realized why there was a familiar feeling that day.

Nie Feng and Qin Shuang stayed under Xiongba's hands for ten years. Although Xiongba covered his face and used martial arts that day, they still felt familiar. However, this familiarity was suppressed by the two of them, and they didn't want to think too much.

No one knows what the four of them said in the secret room. By the time Qin Shuang and the two returned to the world, the swordsman had left, and the male bully he met again was no longer with black hair on his head, leaving only bright eyes and more domineering than before.

Steel is not refined, and it will be broken in case of setbacks. Xiongba is not mortal. After setbacks, he is even more domineering than ever.

"Master!" Qin Shuang knelt down on one knee and then looked at Nie Feng, who was still standing beside him. Qin Shuang pulled his clothes and made him kneel down.

"You are back!"

Xiongba didn't ask where the three people were going, and he didn't say what happened here. Because Xiongba's face was tired at this time, although his eyes looked even worse, his spirit was exhausted.

"Master, Brother Yun..."

Without Qin Shuang's words, Xiong Ba waved his hand, stood up from the crystal chair, and looked motionless at the word "the world behind him.

"World!" Xiong Ba sighed and then said to Wen Chouchou around him, "Remov it. How can I hang it now?"

"Master..." Wen Chou didn't know why he didn't dare to go forward for a while.

"Since Bu Jingyun has left, let him go, as long as he brings Kong Ci back!"

Xiongba lowered his head, with his hands behind his back, and his white hair fluttered in the wind and gradually went back.

"The master seems to be a little different!" Looking at the disappearing Xiongba, Wen Chou said to Qin Shuang.

"We are different, aren't we?" Qin Shuang did not answer, but asked.

............

Outside Leshan, Qilin's arm was kneeling on Yue at this time, and Chu Chu, who was beside him, was worried beside his father.

"Since I became a unicorn arm, this left arm has become not like mine. It attacks every day and night, making me miserable!"

Yu Yue looked at his left hand with a cold sweat on his face. At this time, his left hand turned red, and the Kirin tattoo on it seemed to have come back to life.

"Dad, we don't want this hand. My daughter doesn't want to see you suffer so much every day!"

Chu Chu couldn't help crying, because every time Yu Yue's arm attack would be heartbroken, and Yu Yue, who was more a doctor than a martial artist, had never used this theoretically powerful unicorn arm.

Although the title of Kirin's arm highlights the existence of Kirin's arm, when people hear this name, they only think of Yu Yue's medical skills, not his martial arts.

The identity of a generation of magic doctors makes Yu Yue proud, and with the word magic doctor brings respect and eagerness of the world, Yu Yue never has to kill by himself, because most of the patients he heals are warriors, and the circle of warriors is big and small. He is a person with face.

"My unicorn arm is extremely powerful. It would be a pity if I abandon it like this! Wait a minute. Sooner or later, someone who needs him will come to me!"

Yu Yue wiped the cold sweat on his face, took a sip of water, and said reluctantly.

"Oh, why is there a coffin in front of you!" Seeing that Yu Yue was fine, Chu Chu looked up and looked around and saw a mahogany coffin, which was now placed under a big tree on the roadside.

"Dad, you take a break first. I'll go there and see what's going on." Kong Ci's words did not mean that Yue agreed, and even jumped towards the coffin.

Looking at Chu Chu who ran away, Yu Yue shook his head, then looked down at his left hand and stood up from the ground.

"Dad, come on, someone here is injured!"

Listening to Chu Chu's words, Yu Yue hurried forward and saw a young man lying behind the coffin at a glance.

"This man looks a little familiar!" Yu Yue took two steps forward, checking the person's injury and taking out the herbs he carried with him.

"Dad, this man is the handsome man who carried the coffin to the world! I heard from those martial arts people that he seems to be called Bu Jingyun, and he is the owner of the Flying Cloud Hall in the world!" Chu Chu looked at the man's appearance and remembered his identity after thinking for a while.

Yu Yue shook his head and kept smashing the herbs and falling on the broken arm mountain of Bu Jingyun. Then he took out a porcelain bottle and poured a red pill into his hand.

"Dad, this elixir is not easy to refine. We don't know if he is a good person or not. Just take it for him!" Looking at the red pill in Yu Yue's hand, Chu Chu looked sorry.

"Good people may become worse, and bad people may become better. We can save a life, just save people, whether it's good or bad!"

Yu Yue has seen too many human changes in his life, so in his opinion, only saving people is the first priority. As for whether the people saved are good or bad, it is not what to think about now.

In this way, Bu Jingyun, who lost his left hand in the world meeting, met Yu Yue, the arm of Kirin. Looking at Bu Jingyun's resolute face, Yu Yue also looked down at his left arm.