Chapter 124 A sword pierces the heart

"The sixth brother!"

When the Eight Sisters exclaimed, a strong fluctuation in the yard dispersed, and the unmelt snow on the roof suddenly spread out. In an instant, a figure flew out and rushed straight to the door of Jingyu.

"Brother Hede, show mercy!"

Yang Yanzhao was very sad, but when he saw Guo Huai hitting the Jingyu face door with all his strength, the momentum had come out, and he could not easily stop it.

In a hurry, he clenched the long sword that had been inserted into his chest with his right hand and retreated a few steps back. The pure jade with panic in his eyes dodged Guo Huai's blow.

"Boom..."

Guo Huai's boxing wind crossed Jingyu's cheeks, raised her long hair, and hit the green brick road. Suddenly, the gravel flew.

Jingyu staggered for two steps before standing firmly, still holding the long sword in his hand. The other end of the long sword stabbed her hateful chest.

The sword body was held by a white hand, and blood was dripping down the palm of his hand.

"Miss Jingyu, that day, it was my Yang Jing who was wrong and said nonsense, but today your sword pierced Yang's chest. This resentment should also be eliminated. It's better to take it as an understanding of this matter."

As he spoke, the blood overflowed along the corners of Yang Yanzhao's mouth, and his body could no longer support it and fell down. Guo Huai's body flashed and reached out to hold him.

"Brother Yanzhao!"

"The sixth brother!"

Zhang Qian, Wen Zhongshu and Ba Mei on one side came to their senses and rushed forward. Jingyu's sword stabbed Guo Huai's angry blow. It was just a blink of an eye. How could they react?

"You go!"

Holding Yang Yanzhao, who was in a coma, when he entered the yard, Guo Huai said coldly to the already dull Jingyu.

"What's wrong with Liulang!"

Soon, there was an exclamation in the yard, but the pure jade, which should have been happy, somehow did not produce any joy. Some wooden people picked up the long sword with blood on the ground and stumbled out of the alley.

He is actually the slut!

A few days ago, Jingyu also paid attention to the winter test. What she never expected was that the person who won Lv Mengzheng turned out to be the Taoist prodigal who humiliated her.

Until now, Jingyu's brain has been very confused. Since Huashan, he has regarded the yellow-faced hateful person as the target of the long sword.

But now, after a sword pierced his chest, somehow, there was some strange feeling, especially the calm and cold face at the end.

Is it possible that she did something wrong?

"Jingyu Shimei, are you all right?"

At the entrance of the alley, a figure suddenly appeared, blocking the soulless Jingyu. It was Lv Mengzheng holding a folding fan.

Just now, he happened to feel the pure Taoist spirit nearby, and immediately put down the matter at hand and rushed over.

"Nothing, Brother Lv, I killed the shameless man of the Taoist, so I will go back to the teacher to plead guilty."

Jingyu's words were a little empty, but Lv Mengzheng was shocked. He was also present on Huashan. The annoying yellow-faced man of the Taoist family really deserved to die, but he couldn't die like this.

In particular, he died in the hands of Confucian disciples.

After all, he is an apprentice of Geng Yuanfu, a disciple of the Taoist Jinxian himself.

frowned, and Lv Mengzheng's face couldn't help but be serious. "Sister Jingyu, hurry up and find Uncle Ouyang and let him take you back to the master's door. I will study books with my uncle and master. With them, the ancestor will also open up."

"Thank you, Brother Lu."

In the yard, Ba Mei's big eyes were full of tears, and her small hands held the exhaust wind's hand tightly. The back of the white hand was red, but the exhaust wind had no feeling at all. Tears fell on her skirt like broken strings.

Zhang Qian and Wen Zhongshu held on the wooden pillar, and the previous scene was still echoing in his mind. The sword was shocking, and the punch was shocking.

There was lingering palpitations in their hearts, but when they remembered the blood spilled in the air, the two couldn't help hanging their hearts in the room where they couldn't hear any sound.

On Wen Zhongshu's side was Wen Li's family who came out of the house when he heard the news. When he learned that Yang Yanzhao was injured, his face suddenly turned pale. After a while, he recovered and began to meditate on the blessing of the Bodhisattva.

"Which little lady is so cruel? Let's go and deal with her!"

On the side of the yard, Xiao Muchun and others were all staring red. Unexpectedly, someone injured Yang Yanzhao unconscious under their eyes. In any case, as poisonous scorpions, they felt guilty.

So Xiao Muchun said this, and the other twelve poisonous scorpion team members hit their fists one after another, and the exhaust wind that heard the sound was busy blocking them with their thin bodies.

"Brother Xiao, where are you going to take your brothers?"

"Exhaust the wind, you let me, someone will take the brothers to find the evil woman!"

"Brother Xiao, you are in a coma about this matter. You'd better not make trouble."

"What the exhaust wind said is that Brother Xiao, my sixth brother's injury is uncertain. You and all the brothers are still staying at home."

Xiao Muchun only felt very guilty at this moment. How could he hear the words of the two girls? He stepped around and walked around them.

"If anyone is tired of living, just walk out of this yard."

At this moment, Guo Huai's cold voice sounded. After saying that, he closed the wooden door again and healed Yang Yanzhao with Luo's daughter. Xiao Muchun and others who asked him what he said couldn't help retreating to their original position.

Before, Guo Huai's powerful momentum completely shocked them. Xiao Muchun, a person who has been training these days, has been extremely admiring the former and afraid.

Only today did I know that those were just the tip of the iceberg.

Seeing that Xiao Muchun and others showed no sign of leaving, Ba Mei and Pai Feng moved to Luo's girl's house again, and their eyes were full of worry and waiting for the news.

In the room, Luo's girl had red eyes, carefully took off her robe in Yang Yanzhao, and inserted a silver needle in her upper chest.

For a long time, seeing that the wound was no longer bleeding, he hurriedly put down the extra silver needle in his hand, grabbed Yang Yanzhao's right hand, and took the pulse. Seeing that the pulse was still weak, he couldn't help crying and turned to Guo Huai, "Brother Guo, Liulang still can't wake up. What should I do?"

Guo Huai also read the records about medical skills in Xue Yuyu's book a few days ago, so he also understood that Jingyu's sword hurt Yang Yanzhao's heart.

People's qi and blood are born from the heart, so once the heart is damaged, natural life is in danger.

Therefore, Guo Huai no longer hesitated. He took out a brocade box from his chest and quickly opened it. Suddenly, a fragrance of medicine spread out in the room.

"This is still the combination of the strange herbs and Tianshan snow lotus and other things obtained by the little uncle when he wandered in those years. It is only used for each of our juniors to save their lives. Over the years, I have been following my teacher and have not been seriously injured. I just hope that I can save Yanzhao's life today."

Hearing this sentence, the woman of Luo, who was crying, was busy looking forward to it, while Guo Huai carefully put the vermilion elixir into Yang Yanzhao's mouth.

The entrance of the elixir immediately melted and dispersed and flowed into Yang Yanzhao's internal organs and veins. Luo's woman hurriedly cut his pulse again, and the pulse seemed to be a little stronger than just now.

"When there is no sign of turning back tomorrow morning, I will immediately set out to find my uncle."

At this time, the sky was dark, and Guo Huai seemed to be a little worried. Hearing this, of course, Luo's daughter thanked him again, but the latter shook his head and said seriously, "Miss Luo, Yanzhao is my younger brother. My teacher sent me to follow him to protect Yanzhao's younger brother. I didn't expect that today, I would still let my younger brother..."

On a cold winter night, the north wind is extremely piercing.

Wen Li was helped into the house by Biyue, and the rest of them were still surrounded by Luo's daughter's house. Looking at the lights that had not been extinguished inside, their hearts were full of worry and uneasiness.

I don't know when a touch of white spread out in the sky. The clothes of the exhaust wind and others were stained with cold and wet water, and Wen Zhongshu and Zhang Qian, who were relatively thin and weak, trembled in their jackets.

"Squeak~"

The wooden door opened, but it was Guo Huai. Behind him was a haggard Luo girl.

Everyone suddenly gathered around, and the fast-eyed eighth sister asked, "Sister Luo, how's my sixth brother?"

"With Brother Guo's action, Liulang's injury has stabilized for the time being, but it will take some time to wake up."

Luo's voice was a little tired. This night, her mind was extremely damaged. The so-called doctor was difficult to treat herself. Yang Yanzhao was the person she cared about the most, and the injury was very serious.

So she thought about it again and again, under great pressure, for fear that a mistake would hurt Yang Yanzhao's life.

"Go back and have a rest. Brother Yanzhao takes turns to take care of it. Everyone can't be exhausted, otherwise they need someone to take care of them."

Yang Yanzhao was unconscious. Guo Huai was qualified and necessary to be the main heart. When he spoke, he took a few steps forward. "Brother Guo, Sister Luo, you have been busy all night and are also tired. The prince will be taken care of by the exhaustion first. If there is anything, I will call you."

"Exhaust is right, Miss Luo, you need to rest for a while."

In this way, the rest of the people went back to the house to have a rest. Ba Mei wanted to work with the exhaust, but Guo made her go back to the room to sleep for a while, so she made an appointment to change the exhaust after two hours.

On the edge of the yard, in a small room, Biyue knelt on her knees, her face was covered with tears, and muttered to herself in the air, "God, if you have a spirit, bless Brother Yang to be safe and sound..."