The Martial Son-in-law

C411 Panting for a Moment



C411 Panting for a Moment

1"sect leader!"    

    

Accompanied by a series of exclamations, all the disciples hurriedly surrounded Zhang Chu.    

    

Zhao Tang squatted down and carefully checked Zhang Chu's condition.    

    

There were more than twenty wounds all over his body, the deepest one. It was located on the right side of his ribs, and it was so deep that his bones could be seen.    

    

His skin was pale, and there was no trace of blood on his skin. When he was breathing slowly, Zhao Tang opened Zhang Chu's eyelids and found that Zhang Chu's pupils had started to scatter.    

    

"Quick! Spread out!" Zhao Tang quickly shouted and ordered the surrounding disciples to move away, in case they surrounded Zhang Chu too tightly and caused Zhang Chu to suffocate to death.    

    

"Hall Lord, how's the sect leader?" A disciple asked worriedly.    

    

Zhao Tang's eyes were serious. "His injuries are too serious, and he has lost too much blood. Plus, he has been tense for a long time, so he has entered a state of shock. This situation is extremely dangerous. He must be sent to the hospital for treatment immediately. "    

    

"Chen Hall Lord still has medicinal pills with him. Quickly go to the Vermillion Bird Hall and ask for medicinal pills to treat the sect leader." Another disciple urged impatiently.    

    

Zhao Tang shook his head repeatedly. "Medicinal pills are no longer useful. The sect leader has even lost the ability to swallow. It must be sent to the hospital to be treated by the doctor."    

    

"Then what are we waiting for? Hurry up!" A few disciples lifted Zhang Chu up with all their might.    

    

At this moment, Yuan Zhihong added: "Send him to the public hospital. Don't let Qin family know."    

    

Zhao Tang brought everyone to carry Zhang Chu to the hospital. Yuan Zhihong stayed behind to finish the job. The morning sun shone on the ground, and it was bright. Under the sunlight, the scene of blood and body was like hell on earth.    

    

Just as Yuan Zhihong was frowning, Lee Loongwu walked over.    

    

"The cultivation world that no one knows about is so cruel. Human lives are like grass. If this news spreads, I'm afraid no one will be interested in the word 'practitioner' anymore. Of course, what happened here was destined to die in the womb, and it would never be known by the mortal world. "Even if we were to mention such a thing of blood and sacrifice, it would be a grave sin."    

    

This has always been the case in the cultivation world " Yuan Zhihong answered very easily.    

    

"Are you numb?" Lee Loongwu asked casually.    

    

Yuan Zhihong shrugged. "If you were in the world of cultivation, you would also be numb. Even our sect leader was affected by the cultivation world, and we have broken our bottom line again and again. "When the nest is overturned, is there an end to the egg?"    

    

Regarding Yuan Zhihong's words, Lee Loongwu did not deny it. There was a hidden meaning in his words." I only care about when the cultivation world and the mortal world are completely separated. "    

    

The subtext of his words undoubtedly meant that the next time the secular cultivation world was separated, they wouldn't be so lucky. They might even be 'killed'.    

    

The reason why the hidden world of cultivation was so mysterious and had always been able to 'protect themselves'.    

    

It was because they were clearly separated from the mortal world and would never take half a step beyond the lightning pool. Comparatively, the secular cultivation world didn't have this sort of awareness.    

    

If this continued, perhaps only two worlds would exist, the mortal world and the secluded cultivation world.    

    

Yuan Zhihong did not refute Lee Loongwu's warning. After all, no one was willing to see such a thing happen. Even Lyu Ba, who had already sacrificed his life, didn't want to see a scene of misery and suffering. Most of the time, the so-called high and mighty cultivators were just pawns who couldn't help themselves.    

    

"Do you want to come here, or do you want me to come?" Yuan Zhihong glanced at the battlefield.    

    

Lee Loongwu said casually, "Let me do it. I'm just collecting the corpses. I don't care if I'm collecting the corpses of the Lu's Sect or the so-called Extreme Profound Sect."    

    

Actually, these words weren't directed at the Extreme Profound Sect.    

    

If Lee Loongwu wanted to deal with the Extreme Profound Sect, he wouldn't have saved Zhang Chu previously, and he wouldn't have broken his own rules. He would have given Zhang Chu some time to wrap things up.    

    

To put it bluntly, Lee Loongwu wanted to go against the entire cultivation world.    

    

After all, as a human, Lee Loongwu couldn't watch so many lives being lost in front of his eyes, even if they were cultivators, they couldn't be considered real people.    

    

"If the Secluded Sect waged war against you, will your battlefield be in the mortal world or the secluded cultivation world?" Lee Loongwu looked at Yuan Zhihong's back and asked.    

    

"No one can say for sure what will happen in the future." Yuan Zhihong said casually, "I am just a little Hall Lord. You have to ask us about the sect leader."    

    

Three days later...    

    

The Dongzhou City Hospital was located on the sixth floor of the ICU. Zhang Chu, who was covered in bandages, was sitting on the ice cold marble windowsill. He was enjoying the beautiful evening skyline in Dongzhou City while eating two yuan per pack of spicy slices. He sighed from time to time. His eyes were deep. It was hard to tell whether it was the relief after the war or the sadness of a private battle.    

    

Chen Teng, who was also covered in bandages, leaned to the side with a bottle of beer in his hand. He drank from time to time and sighed along with Zhang Chu.    

    

There were a total of four beds in the ward.    

    

One of the patients on the other two beds had an accident. The other was suffering from a serious gastric disease.    

    

However, compared to Zhang Chu and Chen Teng, their injuries were nothing. When he saw Zhang Chu and Chen Teng, who had both their feet stuck into the gates of hell, actually gorging themselves, he secretly swallowed his saliva. At the same time, he secretly winked at his family members and pressed the nurse bell.    

    

A few seconds later, the burly head nurse rushed in and snatched the spicy sticks and beer from Zhang Chu and Chen Teng's hands. She scolded them in front of her face.    

    

"You two don't want to live anymore? Even after suffering such injuries, you still eat these things! Wait, how did the two of you get out of the hospital bed? "Eh... the two of you can move?"    

    

The head nurse was stunned for a moment before she rushed out of the ward like a madman. She even shouted 'Medical Miracle'.    

    

For practitioners, external injuries could basically be ignored. By relying on the powerful body and True Qi, the healing speed could be described as' abnormal '.    

    

What cultivators feared the most were internal injuries and poison.    

    

The former would block the meridians, making it impossible to circulate True Qi, which would cause the injuries to be unable to heal themselves.    

    

The latter had the same principle, but it would block them even more thoroughly.    

    

To put it bluntly, as long as one could use zhenqi, it would not be a problem at all to be injured.    

    

If the head nurse removed the bandages on Zhang Chu's body, she would probably cry out involuntarily on the spot, because most of the shocking wounds on Zhang Chu's body had already healed by themselves.    

    

In order to avoid unnecessary commotion, Zhang Chu's entire body was covered in bandages and did not remove them.    

    

Ignoring the nurse who ran out of the ward, Chen Teng took out two bags of spicy slices from under the bedding and bed, handed one bag to Zhang Chu, and sighed as he ate, "sect leader, after this battle, the Extreme Profound Sect's vitality has been greatly damaged. It will not be able to recover in a few years. If the Secluded Sect were to appear at this time, I'm afraid... "    

    

"There's no need to worry." Zhang Chu shrugged and said casually, "Even if we are at our peak, even if we gather all the forces of the secular world, we will only have one word to say when facing the Secluded Sect - death."    

    


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