Watching the girl disappear in the night forest, Ye Xiaolian turned her head and thought for a while, but finally couldn't suppress the question in her heart and asked softly: "Who does Senior Sister Xu like?"

Senior Sister Tong looked at her and asked with a smile: "If it were you, how would you choose?"

"If it were the past, of course I chose Senior Brother Qiushan, but now..." Ye Xiaolian said seriously, and for some reason he felt very sad.

Chen Changsheng didn't know what impact his existence had on a little girl's outlook on life and love. He and Zhexiu were still walking among the mountains and forests in the night, looking for those practitioners who were injured in the battle to treat their injuries. In this process, he did not show any special place, but Zhexiu still discovered that when he met the injured person who was treated by Xu Yourong, Chen Changsheng stayed for a longer time, and he obviously had to take much attention when treating him. Similarly, the girl was also walking in the night to find someone to treat his injuries. For some reason, when she saw the injured person who was treated by Chen Changsheng, she seemed particularly worried and had to stay for a longer time.

The Zhou Garden in the night is very quiet, there are no stars in the night sky, and the bonfires on the ground dilute the monotony. The boy and the girl walked back and forth among the stars on the ground. Whether it was deliberately avoiding each other or the arrangement of fate, they met many injured people who had been treated by the other party, but they had never met once.

They were doing different things in different places. They did not see each other, but they knew who the other party was, the bandages wrapped around the legs of the injured person, the true essence left in the meridians, and the sacred aura at the edge of the wound, as if they were letters or simpler notes, conveying some information, telling each other what they did, vaguely competing and gambleing.

Again, for some reason.

At midnight, Chen Changsheng returned to the bank of the river as promised, looking at the sleeping Qingxi Guanguanguan, confirming that she had been here, and was silent for a moment, and faintly admired. He had no way to deal with the internal injuries, so he could only let the injured hold on and then slowly take care of it. It was indeed not as effective as her methods.

However, he has cured more than 20 injured people tonight, and she should not have fewer injured people, and maybe even more. Whether it is the Holy Light Technique of the National Church or the Saint Maiden methods, they have consumed extremely much of the true energy. Can she withstand the continuous treatment without hesitation like this?

Human practitioners enter Zhouyuan to seize treasures and do everything according to the rules set by the saints. Therefore, even if it was just the first day, many battles had already occurred. The cruel battles brought tragic consequences, and the gray line failed, making the injuries even more terrible. Fortunately, Chen Changsheng and she and several women from the Thirteenth Division of Qingyao have been treated in succession dozens of people, at least no one has died so far. No death happened, so the atmosphere between the practitioners was calm, otherwise the hatred would not be resolved, especially in the context of the confrontation between the north and the south, no one knew whether there would be chaos.

The first night after entering Zhouyuan, I slowly passed by in a slightly tense and silent atmosphere.

The morning light shines on the grassland and the mountains that penetrate deeper.

The morning in Zhouyuan is no different from the morning outside, and the sunset is no different. It stretches into the mountains of the grassland, under the warm red light, it is like a giant dragon raising its head proudly.

This is the legendary Muyu.

At the top of Muyu Peak, an old man was playing the piano in front of the Chaoyang, and the sound of the piano was sobbing, as if he was paying homage to something.

Behind the old man playing the piano, a teenage girl was holding her knees and staring at the new sun.

She was really dazed, with no emotion between her indifferent eyebrows and eyes, which looked a little pitiful, but something magical was that no matter how soft the sunlight was, it would be dazzling. But she just looked like this with her eyes open, not to mention the tingling and sore reaction, she didn't even squint.

"Chen Changsheng's medical skills are superb, not to mention Xu Yourong, and their reactions are too timely. Zhouyuan did not get messy last night."

The old man who played the piano walked up to her and said in a harmonious voice: "Sir, Xiaolang and Chen Changsheng are together, let's kill them first."

The old man said this sentence in an understatement, as if he said that he would definitely be able to kill Chen Changsheng and Zhexiu together.

Only the Tongyou Realm can enter Zhou Garden. In this way, no matter how strong this old man is, he is only at the peak of Tongyou Realm. Chen Changsheng is already Tongyou Advanced Realm. Although Cheshui is Tongyou Original Realm, his strange bloodline talents and combat ability honed in the snowfield are definitely far from this. Where does his confidence come from?

The little girl still hugged her knees, staring at the Hongnuan Chaoyang in a daze, without answering the old man who played the piano.

Without an answer, it means not to agree. Silence never means to acknowledge. Adults have always been very direct in doing things. The old man who played the piano understood this very well and advised him: "In the plan of the military advisor, we took advantage of the civil unrest in Zhouyuan last night, and we took advantage of the chaos to kill people. If Zhouyuan is not in chaos, we should act in accordance with the order."

The little girl looked indifferent, her eyes even seemed a little dull, staring at Chaoyang and said, "I want to kill her."

The old man who played the piano knew who she was. The adult went to Zhouyuan with a daughter-in-law and wanted to kill the human girl. He continued to advise: "Xu Yourong is not an ordinary person..."

He almost said the four words that the little girl was most afraid of hearing, and couldn't help but feel a little scared. After calming down, he continued to say: "... Even if she had repeatedly used the Holy Light Technique last night, she consumed a lot of true energy, and it was still difficult to kill. According to the military advisor's arrangement, we should kill the rest first, and then work together to kill Xu, so that there would be no accidents."

Listening to the word "Military Advisor", the little girl was silent for a while, but after a while, she shook her head and repeated: "I want to kill her."

She wants to kill Xu Yourong, she wants to kill Xu Yourong, she just wants to kill Xu Yourong. The other human practitioners are useless in her eyes, so what is worth her to take a look at?

Waking up with the sound of water, Chen Changsheng felt a soreness in his body. Last night, he was rescued from night to night, and ran for at least hundreds of miles. Even though his body was extremely strong now, he couldn't hold on. The most important thing was the feeling of mental fatigue, which kept coming like a tide, which was really hard to bear.

The morning light has already come to life, and it has been almost five o'clock.

Chen Changsheng got up, walked to the river and picked up the slightly cold water to wash his face. He woke up a little, took Yu Liang, who had handed over his sleeves and started eating silently.

Last night, there were some injured or alone practitioners who came to the riverside to gather, and the people woke up one after another, and the scene suddenly became a little lively.

After eating Yujiao, Chen Changsheng drank some clean water, sat for a while, dissipated his double fatigue in his body and psychology, and then stood up.

The sword wound on Senior Sister Tong's shoulder was treated by him last night. Now it has basically recovered. The spirit of the Qingxu Temple Master has also recovered a little. Although he cannot walk on his own, there should be no problem with his life. The injuries suffered by the rest of the practitioners are either severe or light, but they are all fine. After resting for a night, they should be able to stand back to the garden in the garden gate.

Chen Changsheng walked to Senior Sister Tong and whispered about today's arrangements.

Senior Sister Tong nodded.

Chen Changsheng wanted to speak but stopped, but he couldn't help it. He asked, "Did she... say something about me last night? Or leave me something?"

Senior Sister Tong thought about her annoyed self-talking on the bank of the river last night, and couldn't help laughing and said, "I didn't leave any special words."

For some reason, Chen Changsheng was a little relaxed and disappointed.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the forest by the river.

Chen Changsheng, Cheshui and more than ten practitioners also rushed away when they heard the sound and soon arrived at the place where the screams were heard.

I saw a master of Tianci Sect standing in the forest with a pale face. At his feet, a middle-aged man looked so blue that he had no breath.

Dead.

Someone died.

"What's going on?"

"Didn't he hold on to the Sect Master Fei?"

"Did someone enter this wood last night and took advantage of the injury of Sect Master Fei?"

Angry and a little panicked striking voices sounded in the forest. As a practitioner walking in the world, the people present did not say that they were accustomed to life and death, at least death would not bring too much spiritual impact. However, Zhou Yuan closure had already cast a shadow on everyone's hearts, not to mention that the middle-aged man who died was the sect leader of Tianci Sect. Tianci Sect is an unknown small sect of the southern sect, but the identity of the sect leader is here, and... The sect leader named Fei was not seriously injured last night. With his cultivation level in Tongyouzhong Realm, he should be able to survive easily, but why did he die quietly like this?

Chen Changsheng walked to the dead Sect Master Fei, squatted down, took the glove handed over by folding his sleeve and put it on, lifted the eyes of the deceased, looked at his nose and mouth, and stabbed it into the neck with a copper needle, took it out and carried it to the sun for a moment, his expression gradually became solemn, and he said, "It's poison."

Hearing his words, everyone became even more nervous. Who used the poison? That person could hide from so many people and sneak into the forest to poison the Sect Master Fei. Doesn’t that mean that as long as that person is willing, he can poison anyone present at any time? The most important reason is, why did that person poison the Sect Master Fei?

"It must be someone from the Witch Sect." A southern practitioner said hatefully: "When I entered the park yesterday, I saw several wizards. I don't know what Ligong and Saint Maiden Peak thought, but they actually let these monsters who like to use witchcraft and poison also enter Zhouyuan."

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "Although weeds are indeed used, the toxins are not like plants in the south."

"Who did you mean that the poison was poisoned?"

The master of Tianci Sect was extremely angry because of his sadness. He ignored Chen Changsheng's identity and stared at him and shouted loudly: "Last night, senior brother said you didn't need to treat me. You insisted on treating me, and even asked us to come here, but he died. Who knows if you were tampering with your injuries?"

Hearing these words, the forest suddenly became quiet.
Chapter completed!