Chapter 72

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Kong Ling had never experienced such an embarrassing moment.

He was horribly wounded, half of his body was in excruciating pain, and the other half was covered in his own blood.

None of the practitioners around me said a word of blame, but their eyes were filled with hidden emotions.

Kong Ling's perception that everything was going smoothly in the first half of his life was shattered overnight. What made him even more embarrassed was the strange and ambiguous looks from people around him.

They didn't make any emotional accusations, but the looks they gave him were like sharp knives, cutting Kong Linghun's body with unbearable wounds.

Kong Ling wanted to reach into the storage ring to take out the healed hand, but his hand froze in place and did not move for a long time.

Xie Tingyun walked forward, took Kong Ling's hand, and placed a small porcelain bottle on his palm, saying calmly: "It still has some effect, so you'd better take advantage of it. With your own reserve pills, you can recover more or less. Next time, you should have a better understanding of the overall situation. If you want to trouble me, come when you have no more burdens on your shoulders."

Kong Ling didn't know whether to take it or not, but Xie Tingyun didn't ask him this time whether he wanted it or not. Instead, he stuffed it directly into his hand.

Kong Ling's face flushed red: "You..."

After saying this, Xie Tingyun ignored him.

Just as he was about to turn around, Tian Xiao beside him suddenly reached out and pulled him over for some reason, with his back facing the people of Liuyun Sect.

Ning Chen raised his hand to hold Xie Tingyun's shoulder, but looked at the others and said indifferently: "He reminded me, but I still have to settle the account of the siege in Nuwa Secret Realm with you."

The expressions of everyone present changed at the same time.

After witnessing Tian Xiao's sudden attack, the Mahayana monks clearly realized that the Demon Lord's real strength was far more than that. They couldn't help but secretly sigh that Xie Tingyun had worked so hard over the years.

The two Mahayana elders of Liuyun Sect took a step back calmly, and as they retreated, they grabbed Ning Chen, who had been standing still since the Demon Lord appeared.

Unexpectedly, Ning Chen did not react at all when he was dragged, just like a motionless puppet, allowing people to move at will, so he successfully staggered.

Ning Chen hurriedly came back to his senses, steadied himself, looked at the elders with heavy eyes, and said in an inexplicable tone: "You are so arrogant...what should I do?"

After he finished speaking, he saw the elders take a few steps back, apparently as if they were avoiding a disaster.

Although Ning Chen quickly realized that this "disaster" was most likely referring to Ning Chen himself, considering that these people were still able to lend him a hand, Ning Chen didn't care too much about it.

The key is that he doesn't have time to think about so many things.

The elder who stretched out his hand to pull Ning Chen was also stunned for a moment, as if he did not expect that such a tall person could be staggered by him.

It seems that the young disciple of their sect who is in the Jindan stage is not so easy to be ambushed. With this level of vigilance, what will happen if he enters the realm of resentful ghosts?

"Thank you, but don't worry about me." Ning Chen stood behind the elders and said absentmindedly.

The elder next to him looked at Ning Chen, who was leaning against the wall behind him with his arms folded, his eyes fell on Xie Tingyun in the distance, and then he remained in this posture without moving, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Is the relationship between these two brothers too good?

At this moment when the Demon Lord was about to lose his temper, he could still look nonchalant, with his eyes only fixed on Xie Tingyun. Should I say anything? Would a normal fellow disciple do this?

The elders thought about how they were often laughed at and called old-fashioned by their disciples because they took care of the sect's affairs, and they did not dare to jump to conclusion for a moment.

Maybe this really is some new type of relationship between disciples and brothers. After all, Daoling has also issued a ban, forbidding the spread of fabricated rumors and stories about Xie Tingyun in the sect.

Seeing that the atmosphere had completely frozen, the Mahayana monks of various sects all looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The sword at Yuqing's waist was already half unsheathed. He said solemnly, "Demon Lord, does it have to be now?"

Just at this moment, the elder next to the vest could not help but quietly come over and whispered: "Young man, may I ask your name?"

The elder waited for a while, but Ning Chen didn't even glance at him, still looking in the direction of Xie Tingyun, and simply said, "No name."

Elder: “???”

Then Tian Xiao lowered his eyes coldly and said, "You almost took my life, and now you don't even give me an explanation?"

Ning Chen just forgot that he had an alias here, but the elder of Liuyun Sect somehow started talking and insisted on coming over to talk to the alias. Ning Chen was really having a headache. Now he just wanted to get the main account offline as soon as possible. It was really annoying to have to talk to both sides.

The elder on the vest side uttered an "ah", and was stunned for a moment by Ning Chen's "no name", but because he really wanted to find out what the young people thought, he had to try to be kind and said: "This... Young friend Wu, there is actually a lot of freedom in the sect. Well... If you have some other ideas, even if you are brothers and sisters, it's actually not impossible. It's just that the Daoling level may be difficult to pass..."

On the main body's side, Xie Tingyun quietly pinched his arm from behind, and said in a gentle tone: "Tianxiao, if you want to say this, I can stay."

Yuqing said: "That's not necessary..."

"..." Ning Chen's head ached so much that he almost cursed out loud with his original form.

Ning Chen didn't understand much of what the elder said, but Dao Ling didn't want to hear a word of it, so he switched to the vest and said, "Leave Dao Ling to me."

Elder: “!”

Good and brave.

However, doesn’t this indirectly prove that the relationship between the two of them is really not just an ordinary relationship between apprentice brothers...?

Then, an inexplicable numbing sensation came from the original body's arm, and Ning Chen grabbed Xie Tingyun's hand.

“…”

Xie Tingyun asked with his eyes: "?"

I always felt that Tianxiao paused for a long time before reacting. Was it an illusion?

He actually reached out to stop Xie Tingyun only after he had finished pinching him.

Ning Chen turned his head and looked at Xie Tingyun with heavy eyes. At this moment, he really wanted to say that the ancient sayings were not deceiving him.

The upper beam is crooked and the lower beams are crooked, this is exactly what I mean about you, the Liuyun Sect.

There was a hint of inexplicable resentment in Ning Chen's eyes, which made Xie Tingyun confused.

The warmth from Xie Tingyun's fingertips could not be transmitted through the fabric, but Ning Chen inexplicably knew that it was icy cold.

The force was very light and gentle, but its presence was so obvious that even the part of my arm that was touched began to feel uncomfortable.

Ning Chen couldn't say that he attacked subconsciously. When he thought of Xie Tingyun's strange physique, the strength in his hands loosened and he looked at Xie Tingyun with an indescribable look.

His thin lips were still tightly pursed, but Xie Tingyun heard a quiet voice ringing in his ears: "Xie Tingyun, who taught you to coax the devil like this?"

"Don't touch it if there's nothing to do. It's useless." Ning Shen gave Xie Tingyun a warning look and disappeared from the spot in the sight of everyone.

All they did was stare at each other in bewilderment: "Is this all that's needed?"

Xie Tingyun took a deep breath and said, "It's almost time, let's go."

There was some gratitude in Yuqing's eyes when she looked at Xie Tingyun.

This Prince Yan came and went without a trace, had a weird and violent temper, and would chop people with a knife at any time. If Demon Lord Tianxiao really wanted to settle the score with them now, those present might not know how to end the battle quickly.

When they thought about how Xie Tingyun's previous confrontation with the Demon Lord was just as intense as today's, they couldn't help but feel admiration for him.

What kind of life did Brother Xie lead before?

Unimaginable.

Kong Ling declined the help from others. After taking the pill from Xie Tingyun, he was silent for a while, then quietly retreated to the outer circle of the crowd and swallowed all the pills Xie Tingyun gave him.

There are about fifteen pills in a bottle, each pill is worth fifty spirit stones.

All these things, which Kong Ling would not even look at normally, were already very good treatment from Xie Tingyun.

Kong Ling's throat moved, and he wanted to swallow the pill in his mouth, but his throat felt a little bitter, and he took a lot of effort to swallow it with difficulty.

The bleeding from the knife wound on my shoulder has stopped, but the recovery of flesh and blood is still very slow. Fortunately, the pain is slowly subsiding.

To be honest, Kong Ling hasn't taken the second or fourth level soul-replenishing and hemostatic pills for a long time.

Kong Ling felt the painful wounds that were recovering extremely slowly, and thinking of his fellow disciples who were in danger of life and death, he seemed to have made up his mind. He took out a storage bag full of spirit stones, walked up to Xie Tingyun, and awkwardly stuffed it into his hand.

Although Kong Ling's expression was still hard, after doing this, he seemed to be relieved for some reason and said, "I won't take advantage of you. I'll return it to you."

Xie Tingyun did not refuse and said, "Then I will treat it as a windfall for you."

No matter how embarrassed Kong Ling was, he could not care about anything else at this moment. He took out the emergency pills from his storage ring and swallowed a few of them. The injuries on his body slowly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Kong Ling wiped his face, and walked out of the inn as if he was afraid of seeing other people's eyes, saying, "Let's go."

In the distance, Ning Shen, who was standing next to the elders, suddenly came to life. He turned around and saw the elders' surprised or admiring eyes. He asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

The elders groaned a few times, hesitated for a while, and finally decided: "I admire your courage, and I wish you all the best, little friend Wu."

Ning Chen: “?”

The elder who asked Ning Chen's name kindly reminded him, "Dao Ling is injured, and he hits you very slowly, so it's easy to dodge. If you dodge, Dao Ling will just get mad at most, but he won't do anything to you. Don't be so foolish as to use getting beaten up to prove your sincerity to Ting Yun."

Ning Chen: “???”

Ning Chen said: "What the hell?"

The elder continued to impart his experience: "Dao Ling values ​​his precious disciple very much, but compared to being captured by Demon Lord Tian Xiao, it is still much better for Tingyun to fall into your hands. At least the benefits will not flow to outsiders."

"Yes, you can use psychological warfare when the time comes. If Daoling questions you and forces you to leave Tingyun, you can use the Demon Lord as a comparison. In comparison, accepting you is certainly something you can consider."

Ning Chen: “???”