C29 Diarrhoea Sanguinarum Maxim

Ah!" She had been holding the three-legged Small Tripod in her hand the entire time. At this moment, it was so chaotic that she forgot that she had actually put the Small Tripod that she had painstakingly obtained into Lee Fei's mouth, she only wanted to stuff it into his mouth.

Everyone had no reason to bite!

Yi Caihong felt wronged.

Lee Fei bit the three-legged Small Tripod in Yi Caihong's hand, and his other arm went to rest on Yi Caihong's shoulder. He used both of his arms to swing his forehead and mercilessly hit Yi Caihong's beautiful face.

Yi Caihong was shocked, her feet already fell into the water. Lee Fei's attack still didn't stop, and his body also fell down. She panicked and wanted to break free, but Cai Ling flew out from the fence around the bridge and slapped Lee Fei's chest.

Peng, peng, two loud sounds came at almost the same time. Lee Fei's body flew out like a kite with its string snapped. He crashed heavily into the bridge and slowly fell into the river.

Yi Caihong was also knocked hard on the bridge of her nose by Lee Fei's forehead. Tears flowed down her face from the pain, her eyes were blurred, and a trickle of blood flowed out from her nose. She held Cai Ling with one hand while hanging on to her nose.

The three-legged Small Tripod that was caught in Lee Fei's hand was bitten off as well. It howled angrily: "Lee Fei, I'm going to kill you!"

Ye Zichen hit the place where Lee Fei fell into the water. Peng, the powerful palm force blew up a 20 feet tall column of water, but Lee Fei's figure was still there.

Yi Caihong released her Spiritual Sense and slowly felt Lee Fei's soul fluctuations. She didn't use her full strength when she punched Lee Fei in panic just now, so hitting Lee Fei's upper body might not be enough to kill him.

In her heart, she swore to see someone's dead body, and Lee Fei even had an ancient treasure, the Three-foot Tripod, stuffed in his mouth.

The river water gurgled and Lee Fei's soul fluctuation disappeared.

"No!" Yi Caihong roared in anger, her calculations were in vain. She finally got the Three-foot Tripod, but who would have thought that it would be snatched back by Lee Fei.

He was so angry that he went crazy. Floating in the air above the river, he gritted his teeth and said, "I will kill you! I will kill you!"

Lee Fei knew that he couldn't kill Yi Caihong with a single strike. After falling into the water, he quickly floated down along with the water current, his breastbone was fractured, and fresh blood continuously dripped out of the corner of his mouth. He had kept the three-legged Small Tripod in his mouth until now, all the way until Yi Caihong framed him in order to snatch the three-legged Small Tripod.

He was delighted and wished that he could hide the Three-legged Small Tripod at the bottom of the river.

His injuries were severe. After floating a few miles downstream, he could no longer hold on and fainted.

The bead on his chest emitted a faint fluorescent light and wrapped around Lee Fei. It formed a space for him in the water. From afar, it looked like a huge oval bubble, floating and floating in the water.

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The river flowed slower and slower. When it turned a corner, it gave birth to a dense reeds. The river passed through the reeds and wanted to flow downstream.

The river widened and the water level dropped. Lee Fei struggled to stand up. The river had just reached his waist and he felt a dull ache in his chest. He wondered how those broken ribs were faring.

Lee Fei's body recovered very quickly. If his bones also recovered at this speed, then wouldn't he turn into a chicken chest if he was in the wrong position?

Lee Fei touched his chest. As usual, there was no abnormality. There was a sharp pain in his chest that made Lee Fei break out in a cold sweat.

Which fractured ribs did not completely recover.

He seemed to have drifted along the river until he reached a large patch of wetland, surrounded by clumps of reeds. In the middle was a muddy waterway.

It really was noon, and the surroundings were completely silent. There weren't even any birds flying in the sky.

When the group of Demonic Beast attacked, not only would they harm humans, they would also harm ordinary flying beasts.

After wading through the river and climbing up a patch of reeds, the dense reeds didn't even have a place to land. Afraid that Yi Caihong would chase after them, he lowered his head and dove into the reeds.

Lee Fei let out a long sigh of relief. His body felt relaxed, as if it had lost its support. His body was powerless and there were not many Genuine Essence Power left in his body.

He had only learned one forging method and could only wait for his primeval essence to slowly recover. His two hands groped around and pulled out a few roots of the reeds, stuffing them into his mouth and chewing them. He hadn't eaten anything in two days, so his stomach was empty.

The Small Tripod was placed beside him.

Lee Fei smiled bitterly. In the Flood Dragon's stomach, the Small Tripod had saved him, but it had also harmed him. If not for this Small Tripod, he wouldn't have been framed by Yi Caihong.

Right now, the four from the Flying Sword Sect were either dead or fighting, Chu Mengyao had also fallen into the river, whether she was dead or alive was unknown. Haokong did not know if he could escape the attacks from the Demonic Beast s and return to the Hua Shan Flying Sword Sect.

After resting for a day in the reeds, Lee Fei got up and found the right direction. Thinking about the direction of the capital, he knew that the Hua Shan Flying Sword s would probably be unable to return for a while, so he could only wait until after the event had passed, for the Sect Leader and the elders in the sect to be able to calmly listen to his explanation before going back. Only then would they be able to go to the capital to see how those children were.

Lee Fei didn't need to rush. In the night, there weren't any Demonic Beast that appeared in the reeds, it was just that there would be Demonic Beast flying in the sky occasionally. As long as they hid themselves in the reeds, there wouldn't be any danger.

He groped his way through the reeds. Unknowingly, two days had passed, and most of the wounds on his body had healed.

A cloud of smoke rose from the reeds in front of him. Lee Fei was in high spirits. With the smoke, there would be people there. He had never met any ordinary people since he came down from Mount Hua.

He walked over slowly, afraid that Yi Caihong would follow the river and search for him. He didn't dare to reveal his figure and carefully walked forward, constantly keeping an eye on the sky.

A large clearing appeared in front of them, and a bonfire was lit in the middle. It was unknown just where the wood was obtained from, but within the reeds, there were green reeds.

Three people were sitting next to the bonfire.

A young man in a daoist robe sat facing Lee Fei. He had delicate features, but his eyes were constantly looking at the two girls beside him. One of them was dressed in modern clothes, with a white casual outfit, and a Long Sword on her back.

The other girl looked haggard. One of her sleeves was missing, and there were many holes in her clothes that revealed her pure white skin. The man in the daoist robe glanced at her from time to time.

Lee Fei was overjoyed. The girl was Chu Mengyao, who had fallen into the river. With a scream, she rushed towards them.

The daoist-robed man was suddenly alerted to the approach of someone. He stood up with an angry roar, and a bright light shot out from his eyes.

The girl carrying the Long Sword also let out a loud shout and pointed her sword fingers at Lee Fei. The Long Sword behind her flipped in the air and charged straight at Lee Fei.

Lee Fei called out, "Yaoyao, Yaoyao."

The daoist-robed man faced Lee Fei and saw him running towards the girl with dull consciousness whom he had rescued two days ago. He immediately said softly, "Same here, junior sister. Please show mercy."

The lady pointed with her sword, and the Flying Sword flew back after turning half a circle in front of Lee Fei's eyes.

Lee Fei quickly walked up and greeted the two of them. He ran to Chu Mengyao's side, squatted down and hugged her: "Yaoyao, Yaoyao, how are you? "I was so worried, I thought I'd never see you again!"

Chu Mengyao frowned slightly and said timidly, "Who … who are you? Are you calling my name? "

"Yaoyao!" Lee Fei was shocked. Chu Mengyao didn't recognize him anymore. He looked towards the other two people with a puzzled expression.

The daoist-robed man said, "When we saved her with two days of money, she was like this, as if she had completely forgotten about the past." After the man finished speaking, he bowed to Lee Fei and said, "I am a cultivator of the Kunlun Society, I am called Mu Yunying, Sword Cultivator of Mount Shu."

Sensing that the two of them were helping Chu Mengyao, Lee Fei quickly turned around and bowed: "I, I am Lee Fei from the Flying Sword sect of Mount Hua, this junior of mine, Chu Mengyao, I wonder why she doesn't recognize me all of a sudden."

"To put it bluntly, my junior sister seemed to have been invaded by evil spirits. Her soul consciousness was taken away, and she has lost her past memories. She should be able to rest in peace for a short period of time."

Lee Fei, imitating Boya, bowed and said, "Many thanks, Fellow Taoist." He turned to Lili and said in a low voice, "Yaoyao, it's Elder Brother Lee Fei. Don't you remember me?"

Chu Mengyao frowned slightly as if she was thinking hard, her eyes filled with pain and confusion.

Lee Fei suddenly remembered that if someone with amnesia saw something that touched their soul, it would awaken their memory. He hurriedly called out the flying needles he refined and gathered before Chu Mengyao, saying, "Yaoyao, look, do you remember Elder Brother Lee Fei's Flying Sword?"

Puff! Two uncontrollable laughter came from behind him. Lee Fei raised a needle as thin as a cow's hair and called it: Flying Sword, it's too funny.

Mu Yunying came from Mount Shu, and Mount Shu was also known as the Mount Shu Sword Sect. They were primarily trained in Flying Sword, and upon seeing Lee Fei take out a silver needle, they called him Flying Sword. They thought to themselves, "No wonder the Flying Sword Sect is so unknown.

Lee Fei did not mind, he waved his flying needle and said: "Yaoyao, don't you remember to teach me how to control the Flying Sword?" As he spoke, he pointed out with his halberd, and the needle flew into the air. It flipped seven or eight times before falling straight down.

When Lee Fei was learning sword kinesis from Chu Mengyao, the first time he performed flying needles was like this.

The two people behind them scoffed. Mount Kunlun was one of the top famous sects in the Divine Great Land, while Mount Huashang's Flying Sword Sect was just the most unremarkable third-rate sect.

Lee Fei's clumsy control of the sword was naturally difficult for the disciples of the two famous sects to see.