My inner voice was revealed, and all the cannon fodder changed the plot behind my back.

Chapter 15 Locked Up

But no matter how hard he endured the pain, he still couldn't hold back his screams when Jiang Che's sword fell.

Jiang Che was good at using swords, so what he pulled out from the spiritual ring was neither a sword nor any other spiritual weapon that could torture people, but the big knife he was accustomed to, and he cut it straight from Lin Fengning's shoulder. In an instant, Lin Fengning directly An arm was lost, blood spattered, and blood flowed wildly from the broken arm.

At this time, Jiang Luo was still standing on the same spot, not moving at all.

It was as if the sound of cracking bones before was their hallucination.

Lin Fengning was slumped on the ground like a rag bag, lingering and gasping for air. He was taking in less air and outgoing more, making people wonder if he was about to die on the spot.

But no one present dared to step forward, they were all too arrogant to dare to do anything.

Jiang Luo's small figure stood in front of Lin Fengning who was curled up on the ground, staring straight at him, with cold sweat sliding down his forehead.

But as if she felt no pain, she took a step forward stiffly, and a dagger appeared in her small palm.

She suddenly squatted down, raised and lowered her hand, and inserted the dagger straight into Lin Fengning's ankle. The same frightening sound of bone cracking came from Lin Fengning's ankle. The bright red blood successfully dyed the white robe blood red. Like bloody flowers blooming in hell...

This was the last scene Jiang Luo remembered before he fell into coma.

She fainted from the pain.

Before setting up the trap, I never thought that I would be injured, or that it would be such a serious injury.

When Lin Fengning grabbed her ankle, he must have used all the spiritual power in his body that had not dissipated to crush her ankle.

She never wanted to experience that heartbreaking pain again in her life.

Jiang Luo opened her eyes in confusion. The opening of her eyes almost scared her out of her body. Even though her throat was dry and her voice was difficult to pronounce, she still shouted, "Feng Yixuan, are you sick?"

What she saw when she opened her eyes was not her cozy cabin, but an enlarged and childish handsome face.

That person was Feng Yixuan.

The twelve or thirteen-year-old boy was a little confused when he was suddenly scolded like this. He scratched the back of his head to understand why Jiang Luo was doing this.

"I see your eyes keep rolling..."

This man is stupid and hopeless.

Jiang Luo commented in his heart.

After she woke up, she didn't feel any pain in her ankle. After frowning and thinking for a moment, Jiang Luo lifted the quilt covering herself, intending to take a look at the condition of her feet.

Has his leg been amputated?
She is still young.

Coincidentally, Jiang Li walked in with the medicine bowl at that moment. When she saw this scene, she lost her footing and almost knocked the medicine bowl over.

"What are you doing?"

The voice was a little cold, not as gentle as before.

Before Jiang Luo had time to check, he was startled by the sudden sound. He quickly covered the quilt again and said honestly, "Some energy is high...haha."

Jiang Li didn't answer, and Jiang Luo looked for a topic on his own, "Second sister, is this my medicine? Can my legs be saved? I won't become a lame in the future, right?"

Before she had time to take a look at what her legs looked like now, she only knew that her lower body had no feeling at all.

It looked like he had been cut in half.

It's quite scary.

Jiang Li placed the medicine bowl in his hand on the white jade table beside him, then raised his hand to lift the quilt that Jiang Luo had just covered.

"..."

[Then why did I build it up with a guilty conscience just now? 】

After complaining, Jiang Luo carefully cast his gaze directly at his ankle. After seeing the current situation of his ankle, Jiang Luo was dumbfounded.What's this?
Are these really her legs?

Feng Yixuan on the side put his eyes on Jiang Luo's ankle even though he had seen it before.

The little girl's originally slender snow-white ankle had now turned into a huge white rice dumpling wrapped, three or four times its original size.

Jiang Luo made a rough estimate and estimated that it could be comparable in size to her head.

[If things get like this, I won’t be hopeless, right? 】

[I am young and don’t want to become a waste so soon. I still have dreams and want to have a decent future...]

Jiang Luo sighed in his heart and kept talking about his hard life, but Jiang Li listened to every word.

Looking at Jiang Luo's wrapped ankle, Jiang Li solved her confusion, "Your ankle bone was crushed by that bitch Lin Fengning. Brother Yu checked your wound and found that it was not seriously broken. As long as With sufficiently skilled medical skills and sufficient spiritual support, the wound can be repaired.”

On the Suzaku Continent, the medical skills that are good at using poisons are generally not much different, and Jiang Yu is like this.

Practicing medical skills is different from popular practice. Apothecaries who practice precision medicine or precision poison techniques have their own specially fed Gu insects that can be used to treat diseases or make poisons.

As the eldest son of the leader of the Qingtian Sect, Jiang Yu naturally had such a Gu insect. Jiang Luo's injuries were all attributed to Jiang Yu's Gu insect.

The obvious meaning of Jiang Li's words was that Jiang Yu used his Gu insects and his own spiritual power to save himself.

"How is big brother now? Is his little green still alive?"

Xiaolu was the name Jiang Luo gave to the round, green oily Gu worm. She was the only one in the entire Qingtian Sect who dared to call it that.

Jiang Li handed the medicine bowl to her, "Drink the medicine first."

Someone who was lying on the bed obediently took the medicine bowl handed over by his sister, drank the entire bowl of brown medicine in one breath, and looked at Jiang Li eagerly, waiting for her to reply to him.

[There is no such paragraph in the original work. Isn’t Big Brother’s Little Green dead because of saving me? 】

[Then I have to become a sinner for the ages. My eldest brother is famous for liking Xiaolu... Also, didn't you say that my ankle bones are broken?How did Xiaolu recover after his bones were broken? 】

After hearing the end, Jiang Li couldn't hold back and tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Big brother used the excrement of the poison to glue your broken ankle bones together."

"what?!"

Jiang Luo exclaimed, his eyes wide open, and he was frightened by what Jiang Li said.

Huanshenggu is Xiao Lu’s original name, which means her ankle bones were glued together with Huanshenggu’s feces...

Sticky with shit...

Shit is sticky...

The more Jiang Luo thought about it, the calmer the expression on his face became, and finally reached a state of calmness, "Then it must be alive and well, right?"

"That's natural."

"What about big brother?"

"Brother Yu consumed too much spiritual energy and passed out."

"What about third brother?"

"Xiao Che's spiritual power was drained by Brother Yu and he fainted."

[No, why are they all unconscious?Why does it sound so much like nonsense? 】

"Aren't the two of them locked up?"

Feng Yixuan, who was originally as quiet as a chicken, suddenly spoke at this moment, and Jiang Luo turned his head sharply, his eyes blazing.

(End of this chapter)