Senior Brother, Stop It, You Are A Villain!

Gathering (2)

The disciples of Ziqing Sacred Land all know that the Tiangang Sword Sect and the Ziqing Sacred Land are on the same side and will always help each other, so after rushing out of the encirclement, the first thought is to go to Tiangang Mountain for help.

It’s just that their move was also expected by the Chongyang Sword Sect and the Xuanlei Sect.

In order to completely wipe out Ziqing Sacred Land’s forces, they set up an ambush all the way against the escaping Ziqing Sacred Land disciples, and even Tang Fei was forced to give up going to Tiangang Mountain and turn around to defect to Wuling City.

Feng Shao and the others were able to come to Hanyang City smoothly, thanks to their combat invisibility cloaks.

After seven to eight twists and turns, Wu Qiong and the others finally stopped in front of a big house.

Wu Qiong knocked lightly on the door three times, waited for a while, and knocked three more times.

After a while, the door opened, and a person peered from the inside, looking out the door vigilantly.

Seeing that it was Wu Qiong who knocked on the door, the person asked, “Brother Wu, did nothing happen to you when you went out this time?”

“Good thing?” The man looked puzzled, but Wu Qiong motioned him to look behind him. After seeing Murong Pianpian’s appearance clearly, the man was startled at first, then overjoyed, and said happily, “Madam! You were able to escape!?”

Murong Pianpian smiled and said, “Naturally there are noble people to help.”

The man wanted to ask again, but he was urged by Wu Qiong, “Okay, if you have anything to say, wait until we go in.”

The man nodded quickly and welcomed everyone into the mansion.

As soon as they entered the mansion, Feng Shao and others saw people densely packed in the yard.

Many people were still injured, and some were even missing arms and legs.

They were sitting or lying down, their faces were ashen, and their spirits were listless.

It was obvious that after rushing out from Ziqing Mountain, the escape along the way made them exhausted.

There was an air of decadence invisibly permeating the whole mansion, which showed how hard the impact of the war a month ago had dealt them.

After realizing that someone had entered the door, only a few people looked up, but the others did not respond at all.

Seeing everyone’s appearance like this, Murong Pianpian felt like a knife was being twisted in her heart, and she had to hold back from shedding tears.

At this moment, several people recognized Murong Pianpian. They all opened their eyes wide and exclaimed in surprise, “Madam! It’s Madam who is here!”

The others quickly raised their heads, and when they saw Murong Pianpian, they all showed joy. They struggled to stand up from the ground and saluted Murong Pianpian. Murong Pianpian quickly stopped them and said, “Everyone, you don’t have to do this, get some rest!”

A petite female disciple said in a crying voice, “Madam, it’s great that you are fine! We just need you to take charge of the overall situation!”

Murong Pianpian stretched out her hand, patted her on the head lightly, and said softly, “It’s all my fault, which caused everyone to suffer. If the Holy Lord and I knew people well, how could everyone fall into such a situation?”

All the disciples shook their heads again and again, “Madam, don’t say that! How can it be the fault of Madam and Holy Lord that that Chu Qing turned out to be a white-eyed wolf?”

The appearance of Murong Pianpian is like an injection for all disciples.

These days, they are like frightened birds, and their morale has dropped to the bottom.

If it weren’t for the resentment towards Chu Qing and other traitors in their hearts, as well as the obsession with revenge, they might not have been able to survive until they reached Hanyang City at all.

Under Murong Pianpian’s comfort, the disciples finally calmed down from their excitement. After learning from Murong Pianpian that she was able to escape from Ziqing Mountain thanks to the rescue of Feng Shao and the others, they looked at Feng Shao with gratitude involuntarily.

Afterward, Wu Qiong led Feng Shao and the others through the yard and into the inner hall.

Along the way, they saw Ziqing Sacred Land disciples everywhere in the house.

Roughly counting, this is only a four-entry house, but there are probably nearly a thousand people hiding there.

It’s hard to believe they can hide so many people here without making a fuss.

At the entrance of the inner hall, Wu Qiong said to Murong Pianpian, “Madam, because the Inheritance Elder was seriously injured, he has been recuperating inside for the past two days.”

Murong Pianpian sighed, “It’s really hard for the Inheritance Elder!”

At this time, a slightly old voice suddenly came from the inner hall, “Wu Qiong, is that you standing outside? Who did you bring in?”

Wu Qiong said in a respectful voice, “Reporting to the Inheritance Elder, it is Madam and two distinguished guests from Wuling City. The disciple made a good idea and brought the distinguished guests here. I also ask the elder to forgive me!”

“Madam? Is it the Murong girl?! Tell her to come in!”

The Inheritance Elder’s tone was a little excited, and he expectantly urged.

Murong Pianpian turned to Feng Shao and Liu Shou and said apologetically, “Please wait for a while.”

Feng Shao smiled and said, “It’s okay, your business is important.”

Murong nodded lightly, turned around, and walked into the inner hall.

After entering the room, a strong smell of medicine hit her face.

Murong Pianpian walked forward following the scent of the medicine, and soon came to a bed, and saw an old man lying on the bed with a pale and weak face.

When he saw Murong Pianpian, his eyes lit up immediately, and he said eagerly, “Murong girl, it really is you! How wonderful! You actually escaped from that bastard Chu Qing’s grasp!”

Murong Pianpian stepped forward, knelt down on the ground, and cried bitterly, “Uncle Master, all this is the disciple’s fault! Disciple has wronged the Sacred Land and all the dead disciples!”

The Inheritance Elder smiled, shook his head, and said, “Silly girl, how can you attribute the mistakes made by others to yourself? Now, tell me how you escaped from Chu Qing’s hands.”

Murong Pianpian wiped away her tears, and said, “This disciple was able to escape thanks to the help of City Lord Feng of Wuling City, brother Liu Shou, and others…”

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