"Senior brother, it hurts so much, it really hurts so much."
Zhou Yunduo took a deep breath and shook her hands.
Her hands trembled as she pulled a porcelain bottle from inside her clothes.
There were several pills inside the porcelain bottle.
Upon opening it, a rich aroma filled the air, clearly different from what his master usually gave them.
Luohe suddenly felt uneasy and uneasy.
In the past, when they were seriously injured while carrying out missions for the sect, the pills their master gave them were not as valuable as this bottle from their junior sister.
Besides, Junior Sister only pricked her finger before taking such a good pill.
Clearly, she was used to it. Elixirs weren't anything special to her.
"Junior Sister, this pill?"
"Senior brother, please help me open it quickly, it hurts so much."
"It's just a puncture in the finger."
For a cultivator, this kind of injury is nothing at all.
Two months ago, his abdomen was stabbed through, and he didn't receive any medicine.
Master said that these pills are limited, and long-term consumption of pills is not good for cultivation. Unless there is a fatal wound, they should be used with caution.
He kept it in mind, but looking at his junior sister's bleeding wound and then at the top-grade pill in his hand...
Luohe took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.
Well, she's still my own daughter after all. What's the point of comparing myself to her?
Having traveled through so many worlds, Ning Hong could easily see through the complex emotions in this so-called senior brother's heart.
Oh, so you're feeling resentful.
Indeed, the pill in this girl's hand, while not as good as his own top-grade pill, was still of high quality. Now, this girl was taking such a good pill just because of such a small injury, so naturally the senior brother was unwilling to accept it.
However, this girl must be of good status.
Otherwise, this 'senior brother' wouldn't have been so afraid to say anything.
"Jiang Mingfeng, are you dead? I'm injured, why won't you stand up for me?" Her father was hoping this person would treat her well, but she was bullied and he didn't even know how to help.
If she were to actually marry this man, she would be furious.
What am I supposed to say?
Jiang Mingfeng tilted her head and looked at Ning Hongze.
He had a large, very noticeable birthmark on his face, a bright red patch that covered most of his face.
At first glance, it is somewhat frightening.
However, Ning Hong felt a strange sense of familiarity.
"Have we seen this somewhere before?"
"Me and you?"
Jiang Mingfeng carefully examined Ning Hongze's face.
It does feel somewhat familiar.
But have they ever met? Probably not.
“I grew up in Phoenix Mountain and have never left Phoenix. I think what you saw was not me.”
Jiang Mingfeng spoke slowly, her tone tinged with doubt.
This was the first time in his life that he had left Phoenix Mountain.
"Jiang Mingfeng, this person has bullied me so much, and you're not going to help me?"
Seeing Jiang Mingfeng and Ning Hong chatting, Zhou Yunduo became even angrier. Even though she had taken her medicine, she still felt some pain.
"He bullied you? How did he bully you?"
Jiang Mingfeng frowned in confusion.
"Are you blind? Look at yourself, he used a mousetrap to trap my hand like this, and then he pricked me with a needle?" Zhou Yunduo spread out her hand, and the bloodstains on her fingers were particularly conspicuous.
When did this happen?
"Just now, just now."
"But didn't you prick yourself?"
Whether it was a mousetrap or a needle, she put it there herself; no one openly attacked her.
"you--"
She was absolutely furious.
How is this brain even structured? Is it riddled with holes?
"Senior Brother!" Zhou Yunduo stomped her foot. "Hurry up and teach him a lesson."
Luo He nodded, but Jiang Mingfeng shook her head in dissatisfaction, "We were the ones who disturbed their peace and quiet. This is going a bit too far."
“What’s so excessive? It’s his honor that I’ve taken a liking to this courtyard. This person is so ungrateful. I’m teaching him a lesson now so he won’t offend more people in the future.”
"Junior Sister is right."
Luo He twirled his sword, made a hand seal with his other hand, and the longsword rose into the air from his hand, attacking Ning Hongze.
Luohe is a cultivator at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment.
The reason I accompanied Zhou Yunduo here this time is to seek an opportunity to form the Golden Core.
Of course, he also wanted to shine in the competition so that the whole world would know the fame of Phoenix Mountain.
Only a few people from Phoenix Mountain came this time.
Apart from Zhou Yunduo, they are all outstanding individuals.
"If you were smart enough to hand over the courtyard, none of this would have happened."
Luo He completely ignored Ning Hongze.
Ning Hong was only at the peak of Qi Refining, completely outclassing him.
This person's cultivation level is so low, yet he has no self-awareness whatsoever.
However, no matter how hard he tried, he never expected that his longsword would be blocked by Ning Hongze.
When the longsword attacked him, Jiang Mingfeng originally wanted to make a move, but she saw that he was calm and composed, and without the slightest tension, he waved his hand, and a vine flew out from his hand. The vine seemed to have a life of its own and directly wrapped around the flying sword.
The vines were so tightly entwined that the flying sword struggled to break free and fell directly to the ground.
"you--"
Luohe stared at all of this in disbelief.
What happened?
How could a Foundation Establishment cultivator be unable to defeat a Qi Refining cultivator?
"Senior Brother?" Zhou Yunduo was also bewildered. "What exactly did you do? Why couldn't Senior Brother beat you?"
This person's cultivation level is clearly inferior to that of the senior brother, but looking at the flying sword that was restrained on the ground, what exactly is going on?
"What did I do? It's just that your senior brother is less skilled than others."
"Impossible! Senior Brother is at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, while you... your cultivation level—"
"Perhaps it's because your character is so bad that even the Heavenly Dao is on my side." Ning Hongze moved her hand, and the vines fluttered up, directly rushing towards Luohe.
"Give me back my sword." Luo He made another hand seal, trying to retrieve his longsword. This longsword was his natal magic weapon, so it was not so easy to subdue it.
I was just momentarily surprised.
The vines, however, flew over after them.
The longsword twisted left and right, slicing the vines into long strips.
Looking at the vines that had fallen to the ground.
Luo He was about to chuckle and make a few sarcastic remarks about Ning Hongze.
But then the long strips that had been cut off suddenly leaped up and slapped Zhou Yunduo across the face.
Some of the blows landed on her.
She screamed and jumped around wildly, but the vines still wouldn't let her go.
They beat her until she screamed in pain.
Tears streamed down my face from the pain.
"If you dare hit me, my father will never let you get away with it."
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