After transmigrating the book, I recognized the wrong protagonist

The smell of gunpowder smoke in the air was so thick that it was choking, and the eyes of several people under the masks were shining with bloodthirsty light.

Zhu Huai and them looked at each other, before anyone could make the first move, Xie She was already standing in front of him.

"Master, rest assured, disciples will solve it."

Zhu Huai was very moved: "Be careful."

The hero is courageous, and he knows how to protect the master at this time.

Xie She nodded and was about to go to battle when Zhu Huai stuffed Luanxue into his hands.

Xie She was shocked: "Master, this is your saber!"

Zhu Huai: "Go, how can we do without a sword."

The silvery white snow trembled twice in Xie She's hands, as if impatient or dissatisfied with his actions.

Zhu Huai praised: "As expected of my sword, it already smells of blood."

Luanxue: "..."

Xie She couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, he just felt that the sword in his hand was heavy.

He held up the sword with a solemn expression: "I will protect Luanxue well."

Zhu Huai nodded.

Xie She got up and faced the masked figures at the door.

With a crisp sound, Luanxue came out of its sheath, the blade of the sword glistened, and the cold air was overwhelming.

The man holding the sword had a cold expression on his face, and his dark eyes were like cold pools. He was obviously a romantic young man with a peachy face, but he looked like a ghost crawling out of a sea of ​​blood, with a strong murderous intent all over his body.

Zhu Huai gave Luanxue to Xie Amnesty not just because he didn't have a sword.

The sword Luanxue of Shuang Xuezun is well known to the world, the other party could not have recognized it, and he did not back down after knowing that Shuang Xuezun was here, these people must have come for him.

Zhu Huai couldn't help thinking in his heart, how many people has he offended?

The last coma, plus this raid, is there any connection between them?

The ability to form a group to beat Shuangxue Zun is generally not low. Even with Luanxue's blessing, Xie She is hard to beat several Jindan masters, not to mention that he is just a young man who has just entered the foundation stage.

One person wanted to go past Xie She and attack Zhu Huai, but when Xie She noticed that he was split with a horizontal sword, he was also injured.

Zhu Huai felt distressed for a while, seeing that he was gradually losing the wind, and was about to help, when Song Xianyi, who woke up when he heard the movement, yelled, pulled out Jinghong and flew out.

"Bold madman, how dare you hurt my junior brother!"

I wish Huai peace of mind.

Male protagonist plus female protagonist, double BUFF, let the dog mask people die!

Ning Jiu also woke up. Seeing the scuffle in front of him, she was very frightened. She turned her head and saw that Master was still standing still.

Zhu Huai saw him: "Come on, watch your brothers and sisters play wild."

After Song Xianyi joined the battle, the situation improved a lot. Luanxue and Jinghong's sword lights complemented each other, and the backs of the two looked so well matched that Zhu Huai was drunk.

He couldn't help feeling: "It's really a match made in heaven."

Ning Jiu asked: "Master, what is created by nature?"

Zhu Huai: "Children, don't ask so many questions."

Even though the two cooperated tacitly, the Jindan master was so easy to defeat. The two fought with him, and were disturbed by the poisonous fog around the masked man, unable to get close to them.

Seeing the fierce battle, Zhu Huai felt that it was not an option to procrastinate any longer.

He told Ning Jiu: "Stay here and don't run around."

Ning Jiu nodded.

Zhu Huai landed on the center of the battlefield with a point on his toes, turning spirits into blades in his hands, and knocked down a masked man who was trying to sneak attack Xie She.

Seeing that it was Master, Xie She wanted to return Luanxue to him.

Zhu Huai smiled at him: "Take it."

Xie She pursed his lips, before he had time to think about it, he turned around and slashed in the air, and the dazzling sword light hit the chest of a masked man.

The poisonous mist dissipated, Zhu Huai secretly thought of a good opportunity, grabbed Xie She's sword-holding hand, and stabbed the masked man's chest.

With a puff, the tip of the sword pierced into the man's heart, and then he fell down.

The hand holding her was as white as jade, with distinct joints, and a slightly cold touch.

Without waiting for his reaction, Zhu Huai grabbed his waist again, dodged the attack of another masked man, held his hand, and also held Luanxue, and chopped the masked man under the sword.

With Zhu Huai's participation, the battle situation became easier and simpler. To deal with the last masked man, Xie She took a few breaths and looked sideways. Master was clean and clean, not even a hair was messed up.

Xie She returned the sword with both hands: "Thank you, Master, for saving me."

Zhu Huai put Luanxue into the sheath: "Go and treat the wound."

"Yes." Xie She replied.

Zhu Huai intends to check the identities of these masked people.

He wondered if these people were from an organization, as he had guessed.

Zhu Huai leaned down and uncovered the mask of the man on the ground, it was a very ordinary face.

He frowned, and turned to look at the uniform costumes on them, as if he had known him before, as if he had seen them somewhere.

He thought about it carefully, and finally found out in a corner of his memory that the flame patterns on these people were the logo of Qijue Hall.

Qijue Hall is a mysterious organization independent of the famous decent sect. The owner of the hall comes and goes without a trace, and no one has ever seen his real body, but the people of Qijue Hall do all kinds of evil. He is despised by famous and decent families.

A standard cult, why come to deal with him?

After Zhu Huai confirmed the identity of the masked person, he thought to himself: Sand coins, wearing the logo of Qijue Temple and wearing a mask, what is the difference between this and real-name assassination?

However, it is also possible that these people wore the logo of Qijue Hall to confuse the public. Zhu Huai did not make a conclusion for the time being and asked the two apprentices to clean up the ground while he went to see Xie She's injury.

Turning around, he didn't see Xie She's figure. Zhu Huai walked around the statue, only to see the young man sitting with his back against the altar.

There were wounds on his right arm and back, so Xie She unbuttoned half of his outer shirt and applied medicine with his left hand with great difficulty.

The young man's body is thin, but the texture is evenly distributed, and half-covered, you can still see the scenery under the clothes.

When the medicine came into contact with the wound, Xie She's face was still calm, but his white chest still heaved involuntarily, obviously in severe pain.

Zhu Huai sighed and stepped forward: "Give it to me."

Xie She didn't notice Zhu Huai's arrival. When he heard the voice, he almost spilled the medicine in his hand. Thin sweat oozes from his forehead due to the pain. He said with a pale face, "How dare you..."

Zhu Huai directly took the medicine from his hand, leaned down, and said in a calm tone, "If you give medicine to Xiaojiu for the teacher, will he refuse like you?"

Xie She lowered his head and remained silent.

After a long time, he said softly: "Master treats junior brother very differently."

"It's really different," Zhu Huai smiled, unable to explain what it meant, "but you are much bolder than him, he won't refuse, you will."

Xie She stopped talking, and the tails of his eyes were slightly red.

Even though he was in such a state of embarrassment, his appearance was still gorgeous and cold. Zhu Huai liked and felt distressed at the same time.

If he had acted in time at that time, Xie She would never have been injured. Although Zhu Huai felt distressed, he did not regret it.

Any setbacks are the only way for the protagonist to temper and grow. He can protect him for a while, but he will not be able to protect him forever. Many things still have to be experienced by himself.

Besides, Zhu Huai will have to rely on him in the future, so what's the matter with previewing the protection of the master in advance!

Zhu Huai checked Xie She's wound and found that although the blood on the wound had stopped, the color of the blood stain was abnormal. It should be that the weapon used by the masked man had been poisoned.

Although it is not fatal, it can double the pain. It seems that the mastermind does not intend to kill them, but only wants to torture them.

It was a sinister move, Zhu Huai felt that this person must not be a good person.

If I want to return to my thoughts, I still have to take care of the injured little apprentice first.

When treating Xie She's wound, Zhu Huai saw that he was so painful that his lips were biting and bleeding, but refused to speak: "Master, did you hit hard?"

Xie She shook his head, cold sweat slid down his temples.

Zhu Huai handed Luanxue's scabbard to him: "I have bitten my mouth, if it hurts so much, just bite this."

Xie She: "..."

Luanxue: "#*@$%￥"

Xie She's face turned even paler: "Master, this is a dishonorable move."

Zhu Huai thought for a while: "You're right, that's all."

Luanxue already has spirituality, so it's fine to lend it to someone other than him. It really shouldn't be used for this kind of purpose, but Zhu Huai didn't want to see him continue to bite himself. After thinking for a moment, he balled up his cuffs: "Bite this."

Seeing that Xie She frowned slightly and was about to speak again, Zhu Huai said, "This will not humiliate me, so there is no need to say anything."

In desperation, Xie She could only open his mouth and grab his sleeve, with an overly cautious look, it seemed like Zhu Huai was forcing him.

Zhu Huai didn't say anything. The next time he applied the medicine a little harder, Xie She subconsciously clenched his sleeve, and a groan escaped from his throat.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Zhu Huai said without apologizing.

Xie She raised his eyes to look at Master, the reddish eyes slowly opened, with a sense of grievance.

Zhu Huai didn't look at him, fearing that he would be soft-hearted, so he healed the wound on his right arm, and moved his gaze to his back, the meaning was obvious.

But Xie She blushed for some reason, and took out the sleeve he was biting into his mouth: "Don't bother Master..."

Zhu Huai: "Then call Xianyi for the teacher."

"Wait, Master!" Xie She's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if a little ashamed: "Still, please trouble Master."

Zhu Huai smiled openly: "That's good."

Although this is a good opportunity for the hero and heroine to get closer, but with Xie She's appearance as a dead straight man, Song Xianyi probably won't let Song Xianyi do it.

Then he, the master, can only go up, to brush up the favorability, who wouldn't.

To apply medicine to the back, you have to take off your clothes first. Xie She should have not exposed his upper body in front of outsiders. He took off layer by layer, and his face became more and more red.

Seeing his flushed face, Zhu Huai thought to himself that he was still the male protagonist in his youth after all, so pure.

After Xie She took off the last piece, he lowered his eyes and dared not look at Zhu Huai.

Zhu Huai didn't want to tease him anymore, so he asked him to turn around and give him medicine.

The wound on his back was more serious. Zhu Huai carefully applied the medicine to him, and he almost passed out from the pain again.

In addition to medicine, Zhu Huai also used spiritual power to treat him, the injury will heal faster, but the poison will not be cured for a while.

In terms of healing, Zhu Huai is naturally not as good as Rong Zun. Rong Zun's cloud floating technique can be said to be the best healing technique in the world, and countless people want to recruit him.

"Okay." Zhu Huai breathed a sigh of relief. He was actually quite nervous when he was healing someone for the first time.

"Thank you, Master." Xie She said softly.

Xie She worked hard to get dressed, Song Xianyi had already dealt with the mess outside, and led Ning Jiu in.

With the lessons learned just now, they didn't plan to rest any more, and continued on their way at dawn.

Fortunately, the rain had stopped during the day, and they left the woods smoothly, and finally arrived at a populated place. Zhu Huai bought a carriage, and the four masters and apprentices did not encounter any raiders for the next few days.

When approaching the boundary of Qingyuan Mountain, Zhu Huai was still thinking about whether to prepare a meeting gift for his master whom he hadn't seen for many years. something.

Qingyuan Mountain is a huge mountain that towers into the sky. It is in the shape of a triangle reaching to the sky.

The town attached to the foot of the mountain is protected by Qingyuan Mountain and is very prosperous, so it was not surprising to see Zhu Huai and his group passing by.

The immortals who came and went from Qingyuan Mountain were all out of the world, they were no strangers to it, but it was rare to see someone as refined as Zhu Huai, so there were many eyes gained along the way.

When they entered the town, they stopped taking the carriage and walked slowly all the way to Qingyuan Mountain until they reached the mountain entrance, where they were stopped by gatekeepers dressed as outer disciples.

"Outsiders stop here, please do not trespass here on the Qingyuan Mountain boundary."

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