C12

"Wa, wa, wa, wow, it hurts! Flower Butterfly, can't you be a little lighter? It hurts a bit, if you use even more strength, I'll tell my senior brother!" Luo Ling was in so much pain that tears were about to fall out of his eyes: "I've never suffered this kind of pain in my entire life."

"I can see it." Hua Yu rolled her eyes. "There's a master and a senior brother, your life isn't just normal."

"That's right, I'll just have to be a whatever Elder in the sect, the Cloud Sky Sect has a Senior Brother, hehehe …" "Hmm, it hurts, can't you be a bit lighter?" At the same time Luo Ling screamed miserably, he caught sight of Tang Ming, who had just pushed the door open. With a crafty smile, he said, "Senior Brother."

"Are there any obstacles?" Tang Ming put down the sword in his hand. His often stern face had a rare look of worry.

"Man of men, what is this pain... Flower butterfly, do I tell you to be soft on the back of your ears? It's painful, but it's lighter. " Luo Ling was in so much pain that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I wonder who was the one who was crying earlier and begged me to definitely remove the scar on my hand." Hua Yu looked at Luo Ling snappily and said, "You need to have some face in front of your senior brother if you want to look good. How could there be such a good thing?"

"That what …" "What if you scare my future daughter-in-law by leaving a scar?" Luo Ling scratched his head in embarrassment.

"That would require someone to be interested in you." Tang Ming poured a cup of water for himself. Seeing that Luo Ling still had the heart to worry about his future wife, he felt relieved and lectured, "I'm still a child that hasn't grown up yet. Is the good lady from that family willing to go with you?"

Luo Ling's face immediately fell, "Senior Brother, if you don't hurt me, will you feel uncomfortable? Furthermore, my face is still able to coax a few young ladies. "

"Hush?" Tang Ming looked at Luo Ling with a serious expression: "Junior Brother, I won't say anything more. If you really dare to lie to this girl, I don't mind cutting you apart with my sword."

"This is a metaphor, a metaphor. Senior Brother, why are you doing so much?" Luo Ling's face fell again.

"Alright." Hua Yu tied a knot on Luo Ling's arm, then took out a bottle of the medicine and gave it to Tang Ming: "This is applied, these are the pills you have taken, morning, night, each of you take one, this is the Jade Dew Ointment, I only brought three bottles when I went out and applied them on Brother Luo's wounds, I promise that there will be no scars, and three bottles should be enough. Brother Tang, keep an eye on Brother Luo."

Upon hearing the Jade Dew Ointment, Luo Ling grabbed it with his uninjured hand and sniffed: "It's exactly the same as my master's, is this really the Jade Dew Ointment?"

"Of course." Hua Yu said with a light tone.

Tang Ming took the Jade Dew Ointment from Luo Ling's hands. Although his mind was filled with countless thoughts, his thoughts did not change at all. "Many thanks, Young Master Hua."

"No need, I have some Jade Dew Ointment." Lonesome Flower waved his hand.

A strange look flashed in Tang Ming's eyes.

The Jade Dew Ointment was precious not only because of its amazing medicinal properties, but also because it was made by the Exquisite Hand Godly Doctor Xiao Chunfeng. Because the manufacturing process was long and complicated, and because the ingredients were precious, the Jade Dew Ointment could only be obtained by someone close to the Exquisite Hand Godly Doctor Xiao Chunfeng, such as Tang Ming's Martial Uncle Gu Han.

To be able to treat the Jade Dew Ointment as an ordinary injury medicine, Hua Yu's background definitely wasn't anything simple. However, Tang Ming wasn't someone who had too much curiosity. Since Hua Yu didn't want to say it, Tang Ming wouldn't pursue the matter to the end; he only believed 90% of what Hua Yu said about his master being an old friend of his master.

Tang Ming knew that although there were many people gossiping about his master, the Cloud Sky Sect was still the number one sect in the world, and his master was the head of the Cloud Sky Sect.

"By the way, have you found the one who set the fire?" Lonesome Flower asked as he washed his hands.

"No, that group of people were temporarily organized. They were all kidnapped by us before they even reach the main hall." Tang Ming rubbed his temples and said, "According to their words, where are all the temporarily organized people? But they don't even know if anyone else is acting on their own."

"This is troublesome." Hua Yu then wiped her hands. "Where are the villagers? Did you release them?"

"I did." Tang Ming lowered his hand.

"Just like that?" Luo Ling's eyes widened.

"Otherwise, what else do you want? It's not like they set the fire, even if you capture the government, no one can stop you." "What can we do with them?"

"No, I mean... "Ahhh, so annoying." Luo Ling grabbed his hair.

"You don't have to worry about that. Take care of your wounds." Tang Ming looked at Luo Ling and said with a tone that did not allow for any resistance, "Brother Hua, come with me for a bit."

Hua Yu looked at the dumbstruck Luo Ling and nodded at Tang Ming, "Then, Brother Luo, you rest first."

After closing the door, Hua Yu looked at Tang Ming's back and said: "Brother Tang, don't you think that this is unfair to Brother Luo?"

Tang Ming paused in his steps. "There are some things he doesn't need to understand."

"If you are like this, Brother Luo may never grow up." Hua Yu frowned.

"That's good. What's good about growing up?" Tang Ming turned his head. "What's more, he is my Martial Uncle's disciple. There is no need for my Junior Martial Brother to force himself to grow up."

Hua Yu was startled and then laughed. "I understand."

Luo Ling came from under the Sky Cloud Martial School's Great Elder Gu Han. Although Gu Han didn't have the four great chivalrous experts, he was still a respected existence. Senior brother was clearly not a mediocre person.

What's more …

Hua Yu immediately stopped thinking and secretly laughed at himself for overthinking it. However, she still couldn't help but take a glance at Luo Ling's room.

What a good life.

"Let's go to the lobby to take a look first." Tang Ming turned his head, but suddenly, Tang Ming raised his head and asked, "Who?"

The wind blew, and the bright red gauze fluttered in the air. Tang Ming's eye sockets shrank.

The difference from the last time was that the other person was holding a jade flute. Under the moonlight, the flute looked a lot more elegant. Hua Yu was staring at the flute.

"You've met me?" The other side opened his mouth. The light and spirited voice of the woman made Tang Ming deny his guess. The other side looked at Tang Ming, who was silent, and laughed: "It seems that the person you are meeting isn't me, but him."

"Where did you get that jade flute from?" Hua Yu could not help but speak to the people in the air.

"Oh?" The man looked her up and down. "You know this flute?"

This flute is called Ying Hong and is the last work of the Third Master of the Tang family castle. It was originally a pair, but Master gave one of them to Mistress. Now that Mistress is missing, if Miss knows where Mistress is, can you tell me? Hua Yu stared fixedly at him and paused for a moment. "Master has suffered a lot in order to find Mistress."

"You're his disciple?" The person holding the flute tightened his grip, and his tone changed a little, "He accepted a disciple, that's fine too, in case... In case, as she said, he would end up alone. "

"Does Miss know where Mistress is?" Hua Yu was both overjoyed and overjoyed as she spoke.

"She's dead." There was a hint of mockery in the other party's voice, "To the point of death, I don't dare to see the one I love and tell him everything."

"Since you are his disciple, I shall not interfere in this matter."

Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly stopped and turned his head, "That's right, my name is Red Cherry, remember it."

"Wait!" Seeing that he was about to leave, Hua Yu wanted to follow him, but was slapped down by Red Cherry's palm. Tang Ming hurriedly caught her, and Hua Yu couldn't help but cough a few times as blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"What's the matter?" Tang Ming helped him up.

"I'm fine." Lonesome Flower pushed Tang Ming away, "I want some peace and quiet."

"Alright, you can come back tomorrow to investigate whatever it is." Tang Ming saw Hua Yu's pale face: "Rest well."

Hua Yu nodded his head with a speechless expression.