Chapter 700 Martial Arts: Even enemies can become lovers 33
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Shan Bu Yu Shi Er
Chapter 700 Martial Arts: Even enemies can become lovers 33
Chi Lian looked at Jiang Zhu with a confused look, which was quickly covered up. He closed his eyes and curled his lips, and nodded.
"We know each other. You are... the young master's good friend. Sometimes you come to Bujianchun to rest and drink with the young master."
No Spring is the name of Jinchen's residence in the Demon Palace.
Even Mu Huaizhi didn't know about it.
But he frowned, feeling that the name Bu Jian Chun was somewhat familiar.
Jiang Zhu yelled, looked at Jin Chen and raised his lips slightly.
"Tell me, how come he doesn't even know that Chun is missing? That's your dormitory, and I rarely go there."
Sang Ning silently took back the words that condemned Jinchen in his heart.
You don’t know the true identity of this bastard Jiang Zhu, he must be a fake!
Mu Huaizhi's eyes darkened a little, and his heart felt a lot of pain, making him feel suffocated.
He couldn't listen anymore and drew his sword to kill Chilian, but his remaining reason stopped him from doing so.
The secret of this man has not yet been found out.
In the silence, Jinchen suddenly chuckled.
He did not put away his sharp edge, but spoke to Chi Lian in a much softer tone. His inner strength shattered the prison railings, leaving a small space for one person to come out.
"come out."
He stretched out his hand towards the charming man inside, although he didn't know when he put on gloves.
Jinchen's tone could be described as gentle.
Sang Ning took a breath of air, carefully looked at Mu Huaizhi behind him, and moved further away.
Chilian's eyes were surprised and flattered.
"Young Master...you still want me, right? I knew..."
He cried with joy and slowly put his hand on Jinchen's palm.
The fabric of the gloves was a bit rough, and it stung and abraded his hands when touched suddenly, but Chilian didn't care and followed his strength to step out of the cage.
Jinchen held his hand, although he was smiling, his expression was incomprehensible.
The next moment, Chi Lian exclaimed, suddenly shook off Jin Chen's hand, and fell to the ground.
The palm of my hand has turned black, and the veins on my wrist have bulged into a small bump. Something is drilling and crawling up.
"What..." Chilian was a little confused.
Jinchen expressionlessly took off his gloves and threw them on Chilian.
"idiot."
Fang Xun and Fu Zhiyuan's faces were also full of astonishment.
They all believed it, after all, it was too reasonable and well-founded.
Chilian tilted his head and looked at Jinchen in disbelief, "You didn't believe me?"
"Although I don't know where you got this token from, how could everyone in my Demon Palace not know Jiang Zhu's identity?"
Jiang Zhu smiled and waved his fan, one hand behind his back, hiding his merit and fame.
"In addition to being an elder of the Qingxiao Sect, I am also the Right Protector of the Jiuyou Sect. I am honored to meet you."
Fu Zhiyuan and Fang Xun: "What?!"
They had suffered too many shocks in just one day, and they were so shocked that they lost their straight expressions.
Mu Huaizhi's face relaxed a little, and when he let go of his hand, his palm was already deeply bleeding from the sword hilt.
Chilian's expression changed instantly.
Damn it, I didn’t investigate clearly.
"You are very brave. Knowing that I have lost my memory for a period of time, you took advantage of the opportunity to deceive me."
Jinchen activated the toxin and just got close to his nose, which was poisoned by the inexplicable fragrance, but it still didn't feel good.
"Okay, Young Master Jinchen is indeed very resourceful."
Chilian no longer pretends. Although he was accidentally poisoned, he is still the top killer of Disha Qiyi. He can be easily controlled by poison wherever he is.
For a while, he and Jin Chen were evenly matched.
Swah——
Mu Huaizhi drew his sword and faced him.
He strikes extremely ruthlessly, with undisguised murderous intent in every move, showing off his sharp edge.
The three of them fought fiercely. Jiang Zhu even used hidden weapons to help from time to time, but Chi Lian could not gain the upper hand.
The remaining three people are not as powerful as them in martial arts. If they can't get in, they just observe the underground.
Since this Chilian did it on purpose, it proves that the crying that the people said did not come from him, but from someone else.
Fu Zhiyuan found the corner of the cage where Chi Lian was hiding just now.
He seemed to hear some movement inside, so he and Fang Xun knelt down and knocked on the cabinet door.
"Is there anyone in there?"
"Woooooooo..."
It's the cry of a child!
Fu Zhiyuan was about to open the door directly, but Fang Xun felt that it was not that simple.
"Not right."
He whispered into Fu Zhiyuan's ear, extremely cautiously.
"If he was really an ordinary child, how could he cry every night for so long and still be fine?"
Fu Zhiyuan thought what he said made sense, "Then how do we confirm it?"
"I'll open the door, you take the sword."
"it is good."
Fang Xun carefully opened the cabinet door to a crack, but there was no movement inside. Instead, he drilled inside.
He opened it a little more, then froze.
The child in the cabinet was covered in dirt and blood, and was pitifully thin, but there was nothing strange about him.
Just an ordinary kid!
Both of them were shocked and quickly opened the cabinet door completely, "Whose child are you?"
But the child just cried, as if anyone's approach would frighten him.
Fang Xun carefully carried him out, not even daring to use force, for fear of breaking his too thin arms and legs.
The child kept trembling in his arms, but did not struggle, or rather did not dare to struggle.
"Brother Sang!" Fu Zhiyuan shouted, "Come and show this child."
"Hey, I'm here."
Sang Ning, who was watching the battle nervously, was shocked when he saw this, and hurried over to take out various medicines for healing injuries and stopping bleeding.
Unexpectedly, the child was particularly resistant to these bottles and even developed a fear of Sanning. He kept shaking in Fang Xun's arms and began to breathe quickly.
"Don't get excited, don't get excited!"
Sang Ning put away the bottles and jars again, with a look of helplessness on his face, "This child must have been cut and bled many times and has developed a fear of treatment."
Just look at the arms and you will see that they are covered with countless wounds, new and old scars.
Fang Xun had the experience of taking care of his own little brother. He hugged and coaxed: "No one will hurt you now. If you feel uncomfortable, just sleep and we will take you out."
"Do you want to go home?"
Perhaps the word "go home" touched the child, and hot tears fell down, and the expression of fear that was dull and lifeless finally changed.
He nodded and grabbed Fang Xun's clothes, "Go home and find your mother..."
The voice was extremely hoarse.
Fang Xun responded and tapped acupuncture points on the back of the child's neck to let him fall asleep and rest.
Fu Zhiyuan frowned and glanced at Chi Lian, who was about to lose. "Do you feel that this child's situation seems like what Chi Lian just lied about?"
They were imprisoned and bled because the blood had...
Fu Zhiyuan was startled and quickly looked at Fang Xun who was holding the child, "His blood is poisonous! Hold it for me."
"It's okay, I'm not stained with blood."
Fang Xun smiled and shook his head at him.
Sang Ning rummaged through the cloth bag and found an antidote pill and handed it to him, "You should be fine after taking this."
The fighting there had also stopped with Chilian being defeated and seriously injured.
Mu Huaizhi got angry and decided to let Chi Lian die. Seeing him rolling to the ground, the jade-handled dragon drew out its sword flower again and stabbed Chi Lian.
Jinchen once again activated the poison in Chilian's body, leaving him with nowhere to hide.
Chi Lian looked at Jiang Zhu with a confused look, which was quickly covered up. He closed his eyes and curled his lips, and nodded.
"We know each other. You are... the young master's good friend. Sometimes you come to Bujianchun to rest and drink with the young master."
No Spring is the name of Jinchen's residence in the Demon Palace.
Even Mu Huaizhi didn't know about it.
But he frowned, feeling that the name Bu Jian Chun was somewhat familiar.
Jiang Zhu yelled, looked at Jin Chen and raised his lips slightly.
"Tell me, how come he doesn't even know that Chun is missing? That's your dormitory, and I rarely go there."
Sang Ning silently took back the words that condemned Jinchen in his heart.
You don’t know the true identity of this bastard Jiang Zhu, he must be a fake!
Mu Huaizhi's eyes darkened a little, and his heart felt a lot of pain, making him feel suffocated.
He couldn't listen anymore and drew his sword to kill Chilian, but his remaining reason stopped him from doing so.
The secret of this man has not yet been found out.
In the silence, Jinchen suddenly chuckled.
He did not put away his sharp edge, but spoke to Chi Lian in a much softer tone. His inner strength shattered the prison railings, leaving a small space for one person to come out.
"come out."
He stretched out his hand towards the charming man inside, although he didn't know when he put on gloves.
Jinchen's tone could be described as gentle.
Sang Ning took a breath of air, carefully looked at Mu Huaizhi behind him, and moved further away.
Chilian's eyes were surprised and flattered.
"Young Master...you still want me, right? I knew..."
He cried with joy and slowly put his hand on Jinchen's palm.
The fabric of the gloves was a bit rough, and it stung and abraded his hands when touched suddenly, but Chilian didn't care and followed his strength to step out of the cage.
Jinchen held his hand, although he was smiling, his expression was incomprehensible.
The next moment, Chi Lian exclaimed, suddenly shook off Jin Chen's hand, and fell to the ground.
The palm of my hand has turned black, and the veins on my wrist have bulged into a small bump. Something is drilling and crawling up.
"What..." Chilian was a little confused.
Jinchen expressionlessly took off his gloves and threw them on Chilian.
"idiot."
Fang Xun and Fu Zhiyuan's faces were also full of astonishment.
They all believed it, after all, it was too reasonable and well-founded.
Chilian tilted his head and looked at Jinchen in disbelief, "You didn't believe me?"
"Although I don't know where you got this token from, how could everyone in my Demon Palace not know Jiang Zhu's identity?"
Jiang Zhu smiled and waved his fan, one hand behind his back, hiding his merit and fame.
"In addition to being an elder of the Qingxiao Sect, I am also the Right Protector of the Jiuyou Sect. I am honored to meet you."
Fu Zhiyuan and Fang Xun: "What?!"
They had suffered too many shocks in just one day, and they were so shocked that they lost their straight expressions.
Mu Huaizhi's face relaxed a little, and when he let go of his hand, his palm was already deeply bleeding from the sword hilt.
Chilian's expression changed instantly.
Damn it, I didn’t investigate clearly.
"You are very brave. Knowing that I have lost my memory for a period of time, you took advantage of the opportunity to deceive me."
Jinchen activated the toxin and just got close to his nose, which was poisoned by the inexplicable fragrance, but it still didn't feel good.
"Okay, Young Master Jinchen is indeed very resourceful."
Chilian no longer pretends. Although he was accidentally poisoned, he is still the top killer of Disha Qiyi. He can be easily controlled by poison wherever he is.
For a while, he and Jin Chen were evenly matched.
Swah——
Mu Huaizhi drew his sword and faced him.
He strikes extremely ruthlessly, with undisguised murderous intent in every move, showing off his sharp edge.
The three of them fought fiercely. Jiang Zhu even used hidden weapons to help from time to time, but Chi Lian could not gain the upper hand.
The remaining three people are not as powerful as them in martial arts. If they can't get in, they just observe the underground.
Since this Chilian did it on purpose, it proves that the crying that the people said did not come from him, but from someone else.
Fu Zhiyuan found the corner of the cage where Chi Lian was hiding just now.
He seemed to hear some movement inside, so he and Fang Xun knelt down and knocked on the cabinet door.
"Is there anyone in there?"
"Woooooooo..."
It's the cry of a child!
Fu Zhiyuan was about to open the door directly, but Fang Xun felt that it was not that simple.
"Not right."
He whispered into Fu Zhiyuan's ear, extremely cautiously.
"If he was really an ordinary child, how could he cry every night for so long and still be fine?"
Fu Zhiyuan thought what he said made sense, "Then how do we confirm it?"
"I'll open the door, you take the sword."
"it is good."
Fang Xun carefully opened the cabinet door to a crack, but there was no movement inside. Instead, he drilled inside.
He opened it a little more, then froze.
The child in the cabinet was covered in dirt and blood, and was pitifully thin, but there was nothing strange about him.
Just an ordinary kid!
Both of them were shocked and quickly opened the cabinet door completely, "Whose child are you?"
But the child just cried, as if anyone's approach would frighten him.
Fang Xun carefully carried him out, not even daring to use force, for fear of breaking his too thin arms and legs.
The child kept trembling in his arms, but did not struggle, or rather did not dare to struggle.
"Brother Sang!" Fu Zhiyuan shouted, "Come and show this child."
"Hey, I'm here."
Sang Ning, who was watching the battle nervously, was shocked when he saw this, and hurried over to take out various medicines for healing injuries and stopping bleeding.
Unexpectedly, the child was particularly resistant to these bottles and even developed a fear of Sanning. He kept shaking in Fang Xun's arms and began to breathe quickly.
"Don't get excited, don't get excited!"
Sang Ning put away the bottles and jars again, with a look of helplessness on his face, "This child must have been cut and bled many times and has developed a fear of treatment."
Just look at the arms and you will see that they are covered with countless wounds, new and old scars.
Fang Xun had the experience of taking care of his own little brother. He hugged and coaxed: "No one will hurt you now. If you feel uncomfortable, just sleep and we will take you out."
"Do you want to go home?"
Perhaps the word "go home" touched the child, and hot tears fell down, and the expression of fear that was dull and lifeless finally changed.
He nodded and grabbed Fang Xun's clothes, "Go home and find your mother..."
The voice was extremely hoarse.
Fang Xun responded and tapped acupuncture points on the back of the child's neck to let him fall asleep and rest.
Fu Zhiyuan frowned and glanced at Chi Lian, who was about to lose. "Do you feel that this child's situation seems like what Chi Lian just lied about?"
They were imprisoned and bled because the blood had...
Fu Zhiyuan was startled and quickly looked at Fang Xun who was holding the child, "His blood is poisonous! Hold it for me."
"It's okay, I'm not stained with blood."
Fang Xun smiled and shook his head at him.
Sang Ning rummaged through the cloth bag and found an antidote pill and handed it to him, "You should be fine after taking this."
The fighting there had also stopped with Chilian being defeated and seriously injured.
Mu Huaizhi got angry and decided to let Chi Lian die. Seeing him rolling to the ground, the jade-handled dragon drew out its sword flower again and stabbed Chi Lian.
Jinchen once again activated the poison in Chilian's body, leaving him with nowhere to hide.
