Chapter 223 Two brothers? !

He saw several people looking at him.

Zi Xiao came directly to Lin Wuya's side and said with a solemn expression: "Who is so cruel to hurt you like this?"

Lin Wuya: "..."

The Formless Holy Lord: "..."

Who hurt Lin Wuya like this? Don’t you have any idea?

Look at 놛's open wounds. If it weren't for 놛's own perseverance, he would have fainted.

Seeing that the two of them did not answer his words, Zi Xiao did not continue to ask.

Buzz…

As the light flashed, a medicinal herb appeared in 놇깊Zixiao's hand.

I saw Zixiao handing the medicine to Lin Wuya, and said with concern: "I have the best healing medicine here, I hope it can cure you, come on, practice it quickly, I I’m here to help you!”

Looking at the herbs in his hand, Lin Wuya's eyes were filled with cold light and killing intent.

This is just an ordinary medicinal herb.

It is also used to treat the injuries of a common person.

Can this thing treat my injuries?

Not to mention treatment, this herb has no pain-relieving effect!

The Holy Lord Wuxiang was also furious for a while.

You must know that there is a holy medicine in 놛's Qiankun Ring, and there are more than one. As long as Zixiao takes out one at random, Lin Wuya's injury can be cured.

But taking a piece of crap like a 깊 plant was obviously done on purpose.

The Holy Lord Wuxiang suppressed his anger and said with a slight pleading: "Fellow Taoist, if my little friend has offended you in any way, I will apologize on my behalf. I hope you can help this little friend regardless of the past grudges. Friends."

눒As the Formless Holy Lord who complies with the way of heaven, he will naturally have a somewhat close relationship with the Son of Destiny.

This is also the reason why 놛 cares so much about Lin Wuya.

Seeing that Zi Xiao was unable to get in, Holy Lord Wuxiang could only plead in a low voice. After all, he did not have any resources and could only ask Zi Xiao to help Lin Wuya.

But Zi Xiao put on a helpless expression: "Master, what are you saying? Naturally, I also want this junior to get well, so I will give you the best herb in the Qiankun Ring, this is my trump card!" "

"I originally planned to escape the emperor's tribulation, but now I have taken it out. Isn't this not sincere enough?"

Overcome the Emperor's Tribulation? ? ?

If looks could kill, Zixiao would probably be chopped into pieces by the Wuxiang Holy Master and Lin Wuya at this moment.

When you are going through the Emperor's Tribulation, this is all you do?

If you are afraid of not dying, don’t give up.

Not to mention the Emperor's Tribulation, even if he accidentally ingested the herb, it would take three days to get better.

"Come on!"

The Holy Master Wuxiang knew from Zixiao's appearance that he would never help Lin Wuya. He continued to beg him to go, but it had no effect except losing face.

In this case, forget it.

After heading to the Holy Land of Shaking Light, he would invite the Ancient Buddha himself to treat Lin Wuya's injuries.

Thinking about this, the Holy Lord Wuxiang Lin Wuya stood up with support, and they found that they were exactly like a pair of brothers in need.

One has injuries all over his body, and the other has a big bump on his head!

That's miserable.

"Brother Taoist, let's go to the Holy Land!"

In order to avoid long nights and many dreams, Holy Lord Wuxiang stopped talking nonsense and directly urged Holy Lord Yaoguang.

"Ah, okay, let's go, let's go!"

Holy Lord Yaoguang took the lead and walked towards Feizhou.

After all four people boarded the flying boat, the body of the Holy Lord of Shaking Light burst out with powerful spiritual power, and controlled the flying boat to fly towards the Holy Land of Shaking Light.

As for Holy Lord Wuxiang and Lin Wuya, they have already supported each other to the center of the flying boat. It seems that they are worried about Holy Lord Yaoguang and Zixiao. People were kicked away.

The entire journey was silent.

The flying boat soon sailed to the Holy Land of Light.

The disciple guarding the door immediately came to greet Zixiao and the Holy Master.

When they saw the Formless Holy Lord with a tower of flesh on his head, the gatekeeper disciples were all stunned. One of the disciples asked: "Um... I feel like where have I seen this master before? "

"Holy Lord 놛놆No Form! I've been here before!"

"Ah? The Formless Holy Lord? Then this tower... I understand. I must have realized some great magical power recently, right? Integrating the imperial weapon into his head? He is indeed an extraordinary person!"

Several gatekeeper disciples were discussing unscrupulously, without even looking at the Holy Lord Wuxiang.

Lin Wuya supported Holy Lord Wuxiang and walked all the way.

At this time, Holy Lord Yaoguang said to several gatekeeper disciples: "Which of you has the elixir to restore the injury? Give these two a dose!"

The gatekeeper disciples looked at each other, and then took out a medicinal herb from the Qiankun Ring.

The herbs that several people took out were exactly the same as those Zi Xiao had taken out before.

The Holy Lord Wuxiang looked at the pile of medicinal herbs in his arms and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Good guys, you all in the Holy Land of Shaking Light should do this!

If you don't, the whole family won't enter the same door!

Holy Lord Yaoguang suppressed a smile and said: "So many herbs should be enough. Fellow Taoist, it seems that you are very popular in our holy land. These herbs are precious to you today." General storage."

"Haha... Thank you very much." Holy Lord Wuxiang said his thanks with a smile.

"Big brother!"

"Little uncle!"

The moment a few people stepped into the mountain gate, two excited voices sounded.

As soon as Zixiao heard this, he knew that these two were the sons of destiny!

Why are you still pestered by these two things after you come back?

Sure enough, two people covered in bandages walked towards Zi Xiao.

During the recent period, the two of them "discussed the Tao" with each other whenever they had time, and the scenes of fighting in the martial arts training field made all the disciples tremble with fear.

After all, these two people are like enemies of life and death, both of them are dead!

Zuo Yuanfei and Lin Ye came to stand in front of Zixiao, looking like two harried dogs.

"That's great, little uncle, I thought you were leaving again! If you want to leave this time, you must take me with you!"

"Why should I bring you 껗? You should bring 껗... eh?"

When Lin Ye was about to compete with Zuo Yuanfei for favor, he looked at Lin Wuya next to the Holy Master 누깊 Wuxiang.

The latter obviously also looked at 누깊놛. The moment the two looked at each other, they were both stunned.

"Um?"

Looking at the appearance of these two people, everyone, especially Zixiao, looked like they were eating something.

Lin Ye, Lin Wuya.

Both of them have the surname Lin. Of course, 눒 is one of the four surnames of the Sons of Destiny. The surname Lin is very normal, but Zi Xiao has seen before that Lin Wuya's face is somewhat similar to Lin Ye.

How can there be such a coincidence in the world?

"Brother..."

Lin Wuya came forward and bowed to Lin Ye.

The latter looked indifferent, showing no excitement at seeing his brother. Instead, he said coldly: "I am not your brother, and I have never been a member of the Lin family. Call me Lin Ye."