Jiang Deng's words were very powerful.
Of course, these words were also very hurtful and could be considered a curse. If it were a narrow-minded mountain master, he would probably have been furious and driven Jiang Deng and the others away on the spot.
However, Yu Zhenying did not get angry. Instead, she thought carefully, as if weighing the pros and cons.
Just at this time, Yu Xin entered the hall.
She sneaked up to Yu Zhenying, climbed onto the throne, sat in Yu Zhenying's arms, and tugged at her clothes. Yu Xin blinked her big eyes and said, "Mother, please promise to keep them!"
Yu Zhenying narrowed her eyes and asked curiously, "Why does Xin'er care so much about them?"
"Mother……"
Yu Xin couldn't explain it clearly, so she could only act coquettishly and cutely.
Fortunately, Yu Zhenying really sticks to this approach.
"Okay, okay."
Yu Zhenying sighed, looking up at everyone, and said helplessly, "Since that's the case, I'll leave you in the mountains for now, but I can only give you a house at the foot of the mountain. If those two intermediate immortals come and insist on driving you away, I may not be able to protect you."
"good!"
When they heard that Yu Zhenying planned to keep them, everyone smiled happily.
Qu Mingshuang also said with satisfaction: "Master Yu, please rest assured. Since we are staying here for a day, we will protect Wudengshan for a day!"
Although their individual strength is not as good as the middle-level immortals in the middle thousand district, sorry, there are more of them!
If you can’t win in a one-on-one fight, can’t you just fight in a group?
Jiang Deng also breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction. Now that Xiaoqian District has fallen, he doesn't know if it will delay the ascension of the people in the small world. He hopes Zhiling won't ascend at this troublesome time, otherwise he would be walking into a trap.
"Please, fellow Taoists, I will take you to your residence right away."
Lu Hu quickly followed the instructions of the mountain master Yu Zhenying and led everyone to the foot of the mountain and arranged accommodation for them.
Everyone: “…”
If I remember correctly, they seemed to have just climbed up?
As everyone left, only Yu Zhenying and her daughter were left in the hall.
Yu Zhenying looked at Yu Xin seriously, "What happened on the mountainside just now?"
!!!
Yu was shocked. Could it be that her mother knew about her and Wei Yan?
Her heart suddenly felt blocked, and Yu Xin pursed her lips as if not saying a word.
She didn't know how to explain her past life, nor did she want her mother to know about it. She was afraid that her mother would look at her with disappointment in her eyes and think of her as a thief who had stolen someone else's life.
Seeing Yu Xin's stubbornness, Yu Zhenying felt distressed. She sighed, pulled Yu Xin into her arms, and soothed her, "Since Xin'er doesn't want to talk about it, then let's not talk about it."
"Xin'er, just remember that the sufferings of the past are over. Your mother will always stand by you and love you forever."
Yu Xin blinked her moist eyes, "Hmm..."
At the foot of the mountain.
Because there were so many refugees, many people lived in the same room with four or five other people.
Jiang Deng and Baili Chengfeng were fine. Probably because Lu Hu, who assigned the rooms, saw that one of them was lame and the other was seriously injured, and they looked so miserable, so he arranged a room for them and didn't let anyone else disturb them.
It’s quieter this way, and the injury will heal faster.
Baili Chengfeng's old injuries have been completely cured. Now he only has internal injuries caused by excessive consumption of spiritual power. After taking the elixir, he will be completely healed after a few days of recuperation.
Jiang Deng's injuries were more serious. Her legs were scratched by the giant hands transformed from Xiao Chen's original demonic energy. Several long scars could be clearly seen on her legs.
The scars broke through the skin and flesh, almost deep to the bones. One could clearly see the strong demonic aura in them. Not only did it dye the surface of Jiang Deng's legs black, it even showed signs of gradually eroding upwards.
After a thorough examination, Chi Lian, the quack doctor, said in a deep voice, "I calculated with my fingers that Jiang Deng's injury requires amputation."
Hearing this, Baili Chengfeng was immediately frightened and burst into tears, "No, how can Jiang Deng be without legs? I am willing to give her my legs!"
"unnecessary."
Danqing was obviously much more mature. She flicked Chi Lian's forehead with her finger and said, "Cut off your head and limbs! If you can't treat a disease, get out of here!"
“…”
Even though Chi Lian was a physical cultivator with a strong physique, Dan Qing's attack did not hurt her skin, but it still hurt her heart, which seemed rough but was actually fragile. So she went to the corner to draw circles in melancholy.
Baili Chengfeng's eyes were immediately filled with hope. He looked at Danqing eagerly, "Do you know medicine? Can you save Jiang Deng?"
Danqing's voice suddenly became softer, "I wouldn't be able to do that either..."
"cut!"
Jingtian pushed Danqing aside, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Since none of you know how to do it, then let me do it!"
Jiang Deng suddenly felt a chill. She looked at Jingtian in horror, "Wait! What are you going to do?"
"In ancient times, Guan Yu scraped his bones to cure poison. Now, you, Boss, scrape your bones to remove the evil spirit!"
As he spoke, Jingtian extended his hand to Danqing, "Fellow Daoist, may I borrow your Tuwei Knife?"
"Okay, senior!"
Danqing, the eighteenth generation Demon Lord, quickly handed his Tuwei Knife to Jingtian, the first generation Demon Lord. The two could be considered companions in the same camp.
"No!"
Jiang Deng refused decisively. She pushed Baili Chengfeng who was sitting next to her and said, "Why don't you stop them quickly, or they will torture me to death!"
Baili Chengfeng also felt that Jiang Deng's friends seemed a little unreliable, so he quickly stood up and blocked Jiang Deng's way, looking as if he was going to scrape Jiang Deng's bones first.
"I'm sorry, fellow Taoists, please don't worry about Jiang Deng's injury. Let Jiang Deng have a good rest first."
While Baili Chengfeng was helping her share the pressure, Jiang Deng took the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief.
I am speechless.
Rather than relying on these people to save her, it would be better to rely on the seventh disciple to be merciful and heal her injuries!
Uh... these two methods are obviously extremely unreliable.
When Baili Chengfeng drove away Danqing and other troublemakers, Jiang Deng's world finally became peaceful.
Baili Chengfeng came back later, closed the door, and asked earnestly, "But, Jiang Deng, what about your injury?"
Looking at the hideous scars on Jiang Deng's legs, Baili Chengfeng felt more and more uncomfortable. He wished that the scars were on his own body instead of Jiang Deng's.
Jiang Deng smiled and soothed him, "Alright! I'll figure it out myself. Even if I can't be cured, I won't lose my life. The worst that can happen is I'll just have my limb amputated and get myself a prosthetic limb."
This comfort not only did not make Baili Chengfeng feel better, but made him even more uncomfortable.
"Jiang Deng, am I really useless? Not only can I not protect you, I can't even heal you. I'm much worse than Bai Ziyi..."
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