long night walk

Chapter 53 The Prestige
With a sullen face, Bai Lian said seriously: "Your current situation is very strange. It seems that you can't draw your sword casually. It's too dangerous."

Of course Jinsheng knew that this was very dangerous, not only dangerous, but also the price of drawing the sword was very high.

But at this moment, he couldn't think about the so-called price of drawing the sword at all.

He stumbled and got up with difficulty, he even forgot to pull out the two swords stuck in his waist and abdomen, and let the movement tear the wound, the pain could not eliminate the shock in his heart at the moment.

He swallowed his saliva, swallowing it together with the cold rain in his mouth, and looked at Bai Li'an as if he was looking at a monster: "Who are you...?"

He suddenly recalled that when the little corpse rescued him back then, it seemed that he put his Yuanli sword back into its sheath like now...

At that time, his mind was not very clear, and he thought that he had reluctantly returned to the sheath at the last moment.

Now combine the scene in front of you.

It turned out that the two times of returning to the sheath... were all done by this little corpse!
Jinsheng was a little messy.

Bai Lian frowned and stretched out his hand, pulled out the two swords from his waist, threw them on the messy ground, turned his head to look at Lin Guiyuan and said, "Excuse me, brother Lin, do you have any medicine here? My friend is injured. Very heavy."

In this strange place, among this group of strange humans, Lin Guiyuan was the only one he could trust.

Lin Guiyuan was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said: "He...he was very... seriously injured, ordinary...medicine...should be useless, I...I'll go to Lord Shanfu."

As he said that, a thick mist emanated from his body, and the mist wrapped his figure and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Bai Lian smiled knowingly.

At this moment, everyone finally came to their senses from the shock, and looked at Bai Li'an with an unbelievable and flattering look.

They hadn't forgotten who the No. 13 sword of this majestic Celestial Seal was for.

Everyone felt a little unbelievable.

A majestic generation of famous swords would condescend to get acquainted with a small person who is only seeking Taoism.

Tianxi Sword Sect's behavior is indeed very understandable.

However, the shock is shocking, now that the nobleman is right in front of him, and his appearance is quite troublesome and seriously injured, it is a good opportunity to show his talents.

You can't let that silly boy take all the credit for it.

Some people jumped out immediately before the wetness in their crotch could be dealt with.

He smiled flatteringly and said, "Yuan... Master Jin Sheng is so seriously injured, I have a good healing pill here, which can be used by Master Jin Sheng."

Immediately, someone realized it, and looked at the guy who was scared to pee his pants with a look of disdain.

"What kind of panacea can a little Qianyuzong produce, I have it, I have it, Lord Jinsheng, I see that your breath is unstable and your spiritual power is turbulent. You must have suffered a serious internal injury. I have a thousand-year-old spirit here. Ginseng can strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality, and it is of great help to internal injuries."

With a smile on his face, the man unceremoniously pushed away the guy who wet his pants, took out a brocade box and said.

The care is shown in words, the affection is sincere, and it is only cold when it is completely gone.

Jinsheng finally stopped looking at Bai Lian, and forcibly put away the complicated shock in his heart.

Immediately, there was a contemptuous snort from the pale lips and teeth: "Master Jinsheng? Is my name worthy of you?"

His body was covered in blood, his breath was extremely weak, and Jin Sheng, who was seriously injured, looked like a dying tiger.

But at the moment when he simply lifted his eyes, a coldness pierced people's hearts!
The stabbing made everyone back again and again.

He took two steps forward, kicked the two blackened and rain-soaked corpses, sneered and said: "Just now I heard with my own ears that these two are your role models, you should learn to spread the word, huh? "

A light hum made everyone tremble violently.

That Mr. Meng is still quite a person, although there is respect in his eyes, but there is not much flattery in his eyes, he just keeps smiling wryly.

He was always good at words, when Jin Sheng's identity was revealed, he didn't say a word, but kept stroking the whisk between his arms.

Jin Sheng covered the bleeding wound with his hand, his expression didn't look like much pain, and he sneered even more: "There's still you."

Turning his eyes, he looked at the young man who threatened to give spiritual ginseng as a gift.

"I clearly remember that you said you wanted to engrave the names of Yang Zhao and Huang Kang on your sword as an offering?"

He grinned, showing his blood-stained teeth, and said with a serious smile: "I think this idea is very good, these two people are from the other side of the sea, if you enshrine the names of these two people on your sword Now, there must be no need to go out of this mountain, because our suzerain knows about your rebellious behavior, no matter where you hide, he will never let you go."

Jinsheng looked at him with pity: "Be proud, there are not many people who can be watched by our suzerain personally."

Hearing this sentence, the man was frightened out of his wits, and the precious ginseng in his hand fell to the ground in shock.

He knelt down on the ground with a plop and kowtowed vigorously, "Damn the villain! The villain has eyes but can't see Mount Tai! The only fault is me, a mortal with the naked eye, who can't tell the truth from the fake, and mistakenly thinks the devil is orthodox. I really deserve to die!"

Jin Sheng obviously had a rather generous temperament, so he snorted coldly and didn't make it any more difficult.

Bai Lian glanced at him lightly, without much emotion in his usually gentle eyes, and said slowly and calmly: "Since you think you deserve to die, why are you still hesitating, the sword is at your waist. "

As soon as this remark came out, Jin Sheng was stunned.

Then he chuckled, if he had to cover the wound with his hands, he would have clapped his hands and applauded.

"Yes, yes, the sword is right in your hand. It's rare for you to have this awareness. It's not bad to do it yourself."

The man was about to cry, and stared at Bai Lian with resentment.

But at this moment, he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, so he had to kowtow even harder, blood dripped down his forehead, and kept begging for mercy: "I hope the adults don't remember the mistakes of the villains!!!"

The consciousness of suicide is obviously not in this person.

Soon, Lin Guiyuan fetched the medicine, and after taking it for Jinsheng, he helped him sit under a tree.

Although Jinsheng treats everyone with a bad face, he is also very polite to those he has kindness to.

Containing his arrogance, he thanked him and sat under the tree to adjust his breath.

How could everyone dare to touch his bad luck at this time, they dispersed like birds and beasts.

Looking at Jin Sheng who was resting under the tree and recuperating from his wounds, his entire right hand holding the sword was torn bloody by the sword energy, and the wound was deep enough to show the bone.

Obviously, drawing the sword this time caused him more than ten times more damage than last time.

Even though the sword had been sheathed at this moment, he did not have the bloody arm covered by his clothes. Instead of showing signs of improvement under the medical treatment Lin Guiyuan gave him, the bright red crack continued to crack and spread slowly.

(End of this chapter)