Chapter 247 (1/2)
In the courtyard of the new disciples of the Zayi hall, there were only hundreds of new disciples retreating in one place. At the front of the No. 100 disciple team, several young men of later cultivation of he Hun Jing vomited blood and fell to the ground.
On the other side, there is No. 100 old disciple dressed in the clothes of the service hall. At this time, he has blocked the main gate of the courtyard where Wuchen is. And, in front of this hundred and ten people's team, there stood two top-notch young men, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, one ugly and one handsome, one black and one white, with a very obvious gap.
It can be judged from the momentum and posture that the people who just hit and injured many later martial arts practitioners in the spirit realm were the wonderful duo led by the old number one hundred and ten disciples.
”Wow!” With the sound of door closing, no trace has come to the courtyard. In the rear, all the new disciples of No. 100 shine at the same time. They gather their eyes on the traceless body as if they see the backbone.
At the moment, several young people in the later cultivation realm of he soul realm are all seriously injured, and their meridians are damaged. I'm afraid it's difficult to recover in a short time without ten and a half days.
”Why, it's so heavy. In the end, what is the deep hatred of the wounded? Help them to enter the room to relieve the pain! ” No trace slightly frowned and glanced at several young people lying on the ground. Then, in front of a crowd of panic around the new entry-level children quietly ordered.
Hearing the speech, dozens of new disciples came out of the crowd. People have a group of two or three people, will be on the ground several young men carefully to help up.
”Jie Jie, did I say you can move?” On the other side of the group, the ugly, short and puffy young man, who was the leader of the group, stared coldly at the crowd and scolded.
Smell speech, just want to send seriously injured people back to the room of the new disciple door, all hesitant Leng in the spot. It is obvious that the scene of several late he Hun Jing masters being seriously injured has left an indelible mark in the hearts of these new disciples.
”Mr. Wu Chen, these people are old disciples of the miscellaneous service hall. The two leaders, fengma and Niubu, are said to be under the first disciple of the miscellaneous service hall. The purpose of this visit is to deter us, let us submit to them and behave in the service hall in the future! ” A timid voice, quietly floated into the no trace ear. No trace God knows how strong he is, and recognizes the master of this voice at the first time. It was Xia Houlian, the granddaughter of master Xia.
”Don't worry, I have everything!” No trace light smile, also quietly to xiahoulian sound back.
Smell speech, mingle in the crowd of xiahoulian delicate face slightly a red, eyes like peach blossom more worship, incomparable toward the traceless back.
”Send them back to their room!” No trace step forward, all of a sudden in front of everyone. A trace of anger flashed in the dark eyes, staring coldly at the opposite Wind Horse and cattle.
Seeing this, a group of new children no longer hesitated, and quickly supported several young people who were seriously injured to retreat to the back courtyard room.