Chapter 1617 Fellow Daoist, Please Wait 27
Jiang Xuanfeng is the leader of the Zhenyuan Sect. He has white hair and a youthful face, is skilled in making talismans, and has a close personal relationship with Song Yuande.
The next day, at the crack of dawn.
Jiang Xuanfeng appeared in the courtyard, looking worried, and said, "Brother, I also have a disciple in Meixian. I'd appreciate it if you could take good care of him."
Without a second thought, Song Yuande replied matter-of-factly, "Brother Feng, even if you hadn't mentioned it, I would have done everything in my power to protect them!"
Cheng Yong'an's letter by carrier pigeon indicated that the situation in Meixian was more severe than imagined.
Of the nine people who went together, three died, two were seriously injured, and the remaining four sustained minor injuries.
Cheng Yong'an was one of the most seriously injured.
Shortly after Song Yuande left, the three who had been resting gradually woke up.
Song Jinhuan yawned and opened the door with one hand, only to be startled by a face hanging upside down.
My instinct was to throw a punch.
With a thud, a figure fell to the ground.
A muffled groan followed.
Song Jinhuan only realized what was happening when she saw the familiar clothes, and quickly went forward to help the person up. "Old Yu, why are you hanging upside down at my door?"
The man stood up, following the force on his arm, a sharp pain shooting through his left cheek. That was a brutal blow!
"I woke up to find I could use light-body kung fu, and I wanted to give you a surprise."
He used that face to look directly into Song Jinhuan's eyes.
A large bruise appeared on his cheek, which was particularly noticeable against his fair skin.
It looks painful.
Feeling guilty, Song Jinhuan didn't want to criticize him too harshly, and only said, "Don't suddenly hang it at the door in the future, or it will be terrible if I break it."
After all, a body that has lost its vitality is difficult to restore if it is damaged.
Old Yu touched his bruised face; it didn't hurt.
It won't break.
But it seems...
He pursed his lips slightly, and his brows furrowed involuntarily, as if a powerful switch had been triggered, and he hissed tentatively.
He secretly observed the other party's reaction out of the corner of his eye.
Upon hearing that sound, Song Jinhuan couldn't help but worry. She leaned closer and whispered, "Does it hurt a lot?"
Old Yu withdrew his gaze from the corner of his eye: "I'm not afraid of pain."
It's not that it doesn't hurt, it's that I'm not afraid of pain.
Song Jinhuan immediately understood the unspoken meaning, silently breathed a sigh of relief, and, not knowing what to say, patted his shoulder and said with satisfaction, "That's good."
A look of bewilderment crossed Lao Yu's eyes.
Why is it not as expected?
Song Jinhuan, unaware of his thoughts, instructed him, "There is an important matter today, so you should stay home and keep watch."
The young Taoist priest spoke as he moved away from him.
Old Yu followed closely behind, saying, "I'll go with you."
Song Jinhuan refused without hesitation: "No."
"I know kung fu, and if you need it, I can carry you anywhere you want to go." He offered his services with a seductive tone.
Song Jinhuan: ? ? ?
Does he see himself as a human mount?
But I was really tempted.
Old Yu sensed that she was softening, so he pressed on, saying, "I am not human. In the eyes of demons, I am just an inanimate object, and it is difficult to detect my presence."
Song Jinhuan frowned slightly and said solemnly, "I have to protect you well. If anything happens, I may not be able to spare the time."
A smile spread across the man's lips. "Young Taoist Song, please rest assured. If anything unexpected happens, I will fly away first and will not hold you back."
At first glance, Song Jinhuan found his assurance quite reassuring.
But upon closer examination, something felt off.
Just then, a voice suddenly came from the courtyard gate: "We're all worried about you going alone, so let him go with you."
Yang Xiuying had been standing there for an unknown amount of time, with Ma Chengliang nodding behind her.
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