As soon as he walked into the elevator, he called He Shen and answered it. He Sheng thought He Shen would not answer the phone, but within a few seconds, the phone was answered.

"Brother Death, where are you now?" He Sheng asked hurriedly without waiting for He De to speak.

He He's weak voice came from his phone: "He Sheng, I'm injured."

He heard this, He Sheng frowned: "The other party is not just a dragon sword, right?"

"Yes, there is also a seventh-level heavenly master."

He Sheng's face suddenly became ugly. He Sheng was surprised by his seventh-level heavenly master's strength.

It seems that Li Jingfeng wants to get rid of himself completely.

"Can you run away?" He Sheng asked again.

"The sword is broken, so I can only run away." He He's voice was still so cold: "You have someone prepare two more swords for me."

He heard this, He Sheng's expression became speechless. After all, this was He He's third time breaking his sword.

"No, I have two more swords here, you can escape first!" He Sheng replied.

"good."

"Wait a minute!" He Sheng felt that He Shi was about to hang up the phone, and shouted at the phone again: "Where are you hurt?"

"The abdomen is not particularly heavy."

"Okay, then you run quickly, get rid of them and call me."

"Um."

Put down the phone, the elevator door opened, and He Sheng quickly walked out of the building.

Drive back to Xiaoying's home. Under the sofa in the living room, He Sheng found two iron swords that Xiaoying prepared for He He He. After taking them out, He Sheng wiped the sword clean with a cloth, then placed it on the coffee table, waiting for He He He's call.

The appearance of the seventh-level heavenly master made He Sheng feel extremely serious. He He had injuries on his body, and his new injuries were just recovering, and his old injuries were still there. At this time, He He would definitely not be able to beat him when facing such a master.

If the other party catches up, no matter how you die, you will definitely die.

In the evening, it started drizzling under Jingshan. He Sheng kept calling He He He He He, but afterwards, He He's phone was always busy, and He Sheng could no longer be able to get through.

He Sheng was not in the mood to have dinner, and he was waiting quietly at home.

At half past five, Xiaohua sent a voice message in the WeChat group.

"Boss, we're back, you can open the door."

He Sheng looked towards the gate, stood up and walked towards the gate.

The door opened, and He Sheng was still wondering if Xiaohua and the other two didn't bring the keys, but they saw a scene that made him unbelievable.

At the door, Xiaohua held the injured Xiaoying on the left, and on the right was a little fish covered in blood. The three of them were all wet in the rain, looking particularly embarrassed.

He Sheng immediately took Xiaoying and Xiaoyu from Xiaohua and carried them back to the house.

"What's going on? Why are you so seriously injured?" He Sheng asked Xiaohua as he walked into the living room.

Xiaohua walked into the room with a limp, she pouted, her voice feeling a little aggrieved: "Boss, we were discovered by people from Jingshan Branch. Xiaoyu started fighting with the other party. The other party was a few celestial masters. We couldn't beat him, so we could only fight and run away, and then...and then we were injured..."

As he said that, Xiaohua even shed tears in her tears due to grievance.

He Sheng first took Xiaoying's pulse, and then checked Xiaoyu's injuries. When he turned around and saw Xiaohua, He Sheng found that Xiaohua's left calf was bleeding, and the wound was still bleeding. His pair of white shoes were stained with blood.

"You go and stop the bleeding first, I will bandage your wound later!" He Sheng said with a serious expression.

"Yes." Xiaohua nodded and limped to get the medical box at home.

"Hiss!" The little fish on the bed suddenly screamed in pain. He Sheng looked at the wound on her abdomen, her clothes were scratched, and a knife mark was left on her abdomen, and blood was constantly pouring out.

He Sheng grabbed Xiaoyu's wrist, took out a needle with his other hand, and quickly pierced it on Xiaoyu's wrist.

The true energy circulates, and the blood stops instantly.

After taking off Xiaoyu's coat, He Sheng found that there were no other wounds on Xiaoyu's body, but the wound on his abdomen was fatal.

If you come back a little later, Xiaoyu is likely to be unable to hold on.

After stopping the bleeding of Xiaoyu, He Sheng quickly ran to Xiaoying's side.

Xiaoyu had no wounds on her body, but He Sheng found that there was a large bruise on her neck, but it was still on the back of her neck.

This place suffered a severe blow and Xiaoying naturally fell into a coma.

Gently rubbed Xiaoying's temples, and suddenly, Xiaoying raised her hand and grabbed He Sheng's arm, causing great injury.

"Boss, you... don't worry about us, go and save Sister Su, she is also in the Jingshan branch now." Xiaoying said in a weak voice.

He Sheng stretched out his left hand and placed Xiaoying's right hand on the sofa.

"Don't talk, I'll take care of you first and then go and save her." He Sheng said softly: "While I rub your temples, you tell me how many people there are and how strong they are."

"There are nearly ten people, seven are disciples, and the remaining three should be Tianshi masters. I... I can't tell the specific strength." Xiaoying said, and the breathing sound became heavier and heavier.

"Also, Xia Yuan and Song Ye are both in the branch..." Xiaoying said again.

He Sheng nodded thoughtfully: "I know, stop talking, close your eyes."

Xiaoying's eyes were filled with blood, and her expression was very weak. After He Sheng spoke, she slowly closed her eyes.

He Sheng used his true energy to gently rub Xiaoying's temple. After a few minutes, He Sheng stood up and walked towards the little fish.

He looked at Xiaohua next to him and was bandaging his calves with gauze. He Sheng quickly walked to Xiaohua and squatted down with his head down.

"Boss, you...you give it to Xiaoyu first..."

"Her blood has stopped. I'll bandage you the wound first, and then you can help take off her clothes." He Sheng replied.

After saying this, He Sheng took gauze from Xiaohua's hand and looked at the shocking wound on Xiaohua's calves. He Sheng's eyes became a little gloomy.

The center of the white and jade-like calves seemed to be scratched by something, and the wound was covered in blood!

"Boss, I...I'm fine, it doesn't hurt..." Xiaohua saw He Sheng staring at the wound, and her expression became more and more angry. She hurriedly said.

He Sheng gently wrapped gauze around the wound, began to bandage the wound, and asked, "How did you hurt?"

Xiaohua pouted and replied aggrievedly: "One of those guys uses a lock hook. The hook is sharp and long. When we ran, the person hooked my feet..."

Tears dripped on He Sheng's arm, and He Sheng's body shook.

Xiaoying and the other two are also girls in their twenties. Usually, He Sheng will take special care of them when he does things. In He Sheng's heart, he has long regarded these three girls as his sisters.

He Sheng has never tolerated him with any grievance when he sees his own people.

"It's okay, I'll twist his head off later. Wait until your feet are ready, and use his head as a ball to kick it."

After saying this, He Sheng raised his head, reached out his hand, wiped the tears from Xiaohua's face, and smiled with red eyes.

"Stop crying, come on, help me take off Xiaoyu's upper clothes."
Chapter completed!