C11

This was the first time that Chen Yuan Yuan had seen Zhou Xuan's uneasiness.

Even though he had seen the portrait of himself before and recited his details to everyone after finding out that he was coming here, when he saw Zhou JingJing in person, he still felt suffocated.

Tall and grand. This was Chen Yuan's first impression. His stature was quite tall, hiding the light that came in. His face was hidden in the shadows, making it difficult to see his facial expression clearly.

However, with Chen Yuan's sensitive hearing, he could clearly hear Zhou Xi's powerful heart beating loudly in his chest. He could even hear the sound of blood flowing, the steadiness of his feet, and the imposing aura of a towering mountain.

No blade, no weapon, but Chen Yuan had a feeling that if he wanted to, he could explode like a crouching lion, break the enemy's neck with his strong and forceful hands and smash the enemy's skull.

This man had a lot of men on him, all of them tough men.

It wouldn't be easy to be his opponent.

But so what? If he couldn't even beat Zhou JingJing, what was there to talk about living? Which spy from the Wind Listening Platform was simpler than Zhou Xi?

Chen Yuan was calm as he maneuvered his muscles to make what he believed to be the correct expression, reaction, and language.

Zhang Wenli watched on calmly.

Until the sun set.

Trying to hide it from these two old foxes was not an easy thing to do. When the two of them walked out, Chen Yuan instantly relaxed. Sweat started pouring out of his body like a fish out of water.

The fish was right here. As for the two fishermen, they slowly paced back and forth in the mansion, sending away the servants and maids on the way.

It was always Zhang Wenli who walked in front. Zhou Yi's head was lowered and his back was hunched. He was always half a step away from Zhang Wenli.

It was a comfortable place, whether it was a question or something.

Zhang Wenli finally stopped under a pear tree at the foot of the hall. He raised his head and looked at the setting sun, then took a deep breath.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Zhang Wenli asked.

"There's no problem with that scholar, he's just an ordinary person. I can't feel any aura from him unless he's a level three Martial World Immortal. However, those people have intelligence in the Imperial Court and it's impossible for them to appear in the Peace Prefecture."

"That chubby boy." Zhou Jing paused, as if he was trying to organize a conversation. "The wounds on that chubby boy's body matched up with that thin sword. Just now, it seemed that his words and actions were very consistent with his current identity, but …"

Zhou Jing didn't say anything.

Zhang Wenli only said one sentence, "I understand." Then, with a bow, he slowly retreated, leaving behind Zhang Wenli standing there by himself.

Until nightfall. When the servant girl came to find him with the lantern, she only heard her master speak softly, but she didn't hear everything. She only heard a sentence about why he was in such a difficult situation.

Yes, why bother?

Chen Yuan was lying on the bed, feeling the pain in his chest. Looking at the doctor in front of him applying medicine on his wound, the smell was not very bad.

The scholar sat by his bedside, holding Chen Yuan's hand.

"Why?" "No," he said.

Chen Yuan grinded his teeth and said, "I have no choice. The Forbidden Spell still could not hold on. He could not just spray a mouthful of blood on Zhang Wenli's head and scold him for not having anything to do. He could only send people like Lin Ye, who had comprehended false power, to kill the little ants on the road.

As the two talked, they did not hide anything from that doctor. In fact, that doctor was one of the few people under Zhou Jing's command. He was like the elder who had followed Zhou Xi, the one who had killed his opponent, the one who had crippled his opponent.

"Listening to the wind" "Demonic Hand" "Ghost Doctor" "God Feet" "" Broken Sword "" Ancient Demon "" Buddha "" Shadow blade "Shadow blade" Shadow shadow "Listening to the" Heaven Lady "quiet" Crying Crow "Black Water" Finger "Heaven's Eye."

There were fourteen eighth-grade experts, some of whom were seventh-grade experts.

A loyal vassal, Zhou is not easy to establish a foothold on the ground.

In the Mt. Tai, these people followed Zhou Xi. From a small police officer to Zhou Xi's rags, there were a total of twenty-seven people.

But now, there were only fourteen people left. On the day he arrived, two more people had broken into two.

It was easy to imagine how angry he was right now.

And now, who would believe that this white-haired doctor, with his neatly trimmed goatee and weathered face, was the Ghost Doctor next to Zhou Jing?

The Ghost Doctor was only a Ninth Grade Warrior, and being old was the biggest enemy of warriors. No matter how sharp a treasured sword was, it could not be chopped into pieces over time, and no matter how famous a treasured sword was, it would not be able to kill.

As such, many of the fools had looked down on this old man, and their information about him was not clear or detailed.

As such, they did not know that the Ghost Doctor was actually a poison master, a terrifying old man who could concoct poison to kill an entire city's worth of people.

His greatest weapon was not his skill, but his knowledge and the recipe for poison.

This was his forte, and also his weakness.

Thus, if the scholar wanted him to hear it, he could hear it. If he didn't want him to hear it, then the Ghost Doctor would be blind and deaf.

For example, right now, he couldn't hear a single word that the scholar and Chen Yuan were saying. He even sat on the table and began to write down the prescription, multitasking. He stole a glance, only to discover that the scholar was like a woman, constantly wiping his tears, unable to speak.

"Then what are you going to do in the future?" The scholar and Chen Yuan were actually discussing a very important issue.

"Let's take one step at a time." "The main reason is that what is happening now is a little out of my expectations. Originally, I wanted Uncle Ye to go to the Cauldron Sect in the Gu Liang Prefecture to steal a Breaking Limit Dan and then attempt to break through to the eighth grade. We need to evacuate Cao Guo and go to the subordinate country of Shu, Cao Guoguo to take care of the heavens."

"But with the current situation, I have indeed come looking for the Breaking Limit Dan, but with your injuries, I don't know if it's good or bad, but there's still no news. And now, I think I've been targeted by Zhou Jing, making it difficult for me to escape."

Chen Yuan explained one by one.

After he had finished speaking, he glanced at the scholar and said, "Uncle Li, how long can you change your appearance for?"

"It has been a long time, enough for the scholar to come out of seclusion." Li Guotao smiled, and so did his scholar's face.

"Very good." Chen Yuan said, "Has the sword been modified?"

"The moment he stabbed you, that sword became the sword that originally injured you." Li Guotao said.

Chen Yuan stopped talking and looked out the window at the setting sun.

The setting sun left behind a trail of blood.