I rely on green tea to coax the amnesia master back

He Tingfeng suddenly teleported to Zou Yi's side, and before he could speak, his fingers caught the young man's pulse.He didn't even look up, just asked: "Where's Dong Yixiu?"

Fu Jing turned her neck. She was carrying a man along the way, but she was so tired that she almost fell to the ground.But now, her kindness has been repaid, and she no longer has any psychological burden.

"Being captured by Zhou Ying, what else can change?"

He Tingfeng was stunned, and before he had time to continue asking, Dong Zhuo, who had been watching from the sidelines, completely disappeared when he heard the words. He quickly grabbed Fu Jing's arm, grabbed Fu Jing's arm, and said in shock: "I I was taken away by Zhou Ying? Where are they hiding now? Xianjun, Dong..."

Fu Jing was pinched vigorously by the man and screamed, she quickly threw Dong Zhuo away from her body.He Tingfeng pursed his lips, and only slightly helped Zou Yi who was on the ground, leaning on his shoulder, took out the elixir from his bosom, and fed him, only then did he feel relieved.

The mist between his brows was hard to dissipate, and his anxious look seemed to be very worried about Dong Yixiu's situation.

"The tall attic in the side courtyard in the western suburbs, the child was locked there before, but now, Zhou Ying may have run away."

Knowing the location, Dong Zhuo rushed towards it without stopping.But when He Tingfeng heard the word Xijiao, his face changed suddenly.

Isn't the courtyard in the western suburbs the location of the attic that Duan Qingyun once tried to guide?

At that time, Duan Qingyun kept saying that after Zhou Ying was rescued, he had no contact with him.An insidious person like Zhou Ying must be a cunning rabbit, and he will never let his lifeblood be controlled by others.

So was he making a mistake in judgment, or was Duan Qingyun lying?

He Tingfeng frowned subconsciously, thinking that he was careless.If he could give up his trust in Duan Qingyun at that time and search the attic up and down, he might have found Dong Yixiu's trace.

Thinking of this, he hugged Zou Yi and looked up at Fu Jing: "Thank you for helping me take care of my disciples. I need to go to the western suburbs to check and rescue Yixiu."

Zou Yi returned to Fu Jing's hands again. Elder Fu felt that there was something more troublesome, but she dared not refuse to obey the name of Xianjun, so she had to look unlucky to support the "burden" and watched Xianjun leave. .

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As Fu Jing said, when the two of them reached the western suburbs, the building was already empty.Dong Zhuo searched the attic up and down, but did not find the slightest trace of Dong Yixiu's existence.

He rarely broke down, clutching his head and muttering to himself: "Son, you must be careful, otherwise I will explain to your mother."

After He Tingfeng arrived, he ignored the almost crazy Dong Zhuo and walked directly to the destination in his heart.When he entered the door, he could smell a bit of blood, but it was so slight that it was not suitable for people to notice.

The wooden door in front of him was closed, and there was a rusty iron lock hanging on the outside. It looked old, and it seemed that the wooden house in front of him was not a good place to detain people.

But He Tingfeng only paused for a while, and then directly used his spiritual power to break through the restriction. The moment the door was opened, a bloody smell that was several times stronger than before hit his face.

The room was in a mess, dirty and bloodstained.Even if you haven't stepped inside, you can easily smell the rotten smell in the air.

Xianjunjie's disease is serious, few people don't know it.But at this time, he was able to enter the inner room without changing his face, and he didn't care about the smell.

It was only then that He Tingfeng realized that not only the ground, but also the walls and the bed were covered with blood.Among them, the most intense smell is probably the pile of quilts on the bed.

Blood mottled, accumulated dark.I can't tell whether it's dirt or blood. In short, the two have merged together, regardless of you and me.

This chaos everywhere seems to imply how inhuman torture the teenagers imprisoned here have experienced.

The hearts of those who saw it with their own eyes went cold. He Tingfeng's nails were deeply embedded in his palms, and he didn't even care about the blood oozing out.Dong Zhuo arrived behind him. Seeing this scene, his eyes glistened with blood. The always stubborn leader Dong seemed to be in a daze, and he couldn't stop talking to himself: "Impossible, my son is auspicious, it is impossible for something to happen."

"Xianjun, do you know where my son is, right?" After speaking, he seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and suddenly turned his head and grabbed He Tingfeng's shoulder, and asked almost bewilderedly: "Yes, your apprentice Shen Lou It is the demon head of the Ten Directions Prison, he and Zhou Ying secretly colluded, Xianjun, I beg you, let him let Yixiu go, I beg you."

He Tingfeng tilted his head in embarrassment, almost unable to bear to expose Dong Zhuo's lies.Now, even he himself is in a state of powerlessness. It is a terrible feeling that he is unable to undo his mistakes even though he is an immortal.

"Xianjun, I beg you, let Shenlou let my son go. He has never done anything bad, and he should not be responsible for these things. If you want to exchange my life, that's okay, please! "Dong Zhuo burst into tears, his eyes were already red.

As a martial idiot in his life, with the arrogant and unruly habits of a cultivator, he has never been so humble and begged in a low voice.

"I'll kneel down for you, can I kowtow to you? Xianjun, as long as Yixiu can be let go..." Before he finished speaking, Dong Zhuo really planned to touch the ground with his knee, but He Tingfeng stopped him on the way.

He couldn't speak harshly, and he couldn't even defend Shen Lou, even though he knew that the person behind the scenes was not the other party.The shock that Duan Qingyun brought to him far surpassed the fact that Shenlou was misunderstood. He Tingfeng's throat was slightly astringent, and he opened his mouth, but it seemed to be blocked by a foreign object, so that he couldn't even make a sound.

After a while, when he was able to speak successfully, his voice became hoarse, hiding a lot of pain and self-torture: "My apprentice was with me that day, not the one who robbed your son..."

But he still subconsciously covered up for Duan Qingyun, even though he knew that he was wrong.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

"Mr. Dong, don't worry. I will do my best to rescue Yixiu. I should... know Zhou Ying's hiding place."

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"Hey, have you heard that Xianjun's apprentice is actually the devil of the ten directions prison!"

"It is said that the devil is doing evil and chaos, and the blood on his hands can stop a child from crying at night."

"It's no wonder that for so many years, Chairman Dong's request to the immortal to go out to fight against the devil has nothing to do with it. It turns out that he is hiding it for his apprentice."

"Damn the devil, Xianjun, I am, what a **** Xianjun, he is not a good thing!"

As soon as the speech came out, it quickly swept across the entire five continents like a prairie fire.If it is said that at the beginning, the common people still had doubts about this, but the three became tigers, and in the end, most of them believed it.

Even if there are occasional wise people who speak up to defend Xianjun, once they are given the title of "devil", they dare not say anything.

Rao He Tingfeng himself did not expect the current situation.Just walking in the streets and alleys, when passing by, passers-by will point at him, without any respect from the past.

Xianjun ignored it calmly, so those gazes became more blatant. If he hadn't remained rational, he might have staged a beating in public.

Most of the booers are young and middle-aged, and they are all farmers or laborers.They spend their whole lives, unable to pry into the true meaning of cultivation, and usually sneer at these practitioners, now that they have such a good opportunity, they will not let it go.

Fan the flames and call on the people to crusade against Supreme Qing.Having said that, at that point, those who should have retreated the first were also among them.

"Mr. Dong is also stupid. Afraid of what he will do, he first tied up He Tingfeng. According to the two people who have a deep relationship between master and apprentice, are you still worried that the devil will not submit obediently?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of blue light exploded from the side of his feet, and the man who was chewing his tongue was so frightened that he screamed and fell to the ground, his whole body trembling.

A long sword crossed his eyes, causing the man to swallow his saliva and retreat frequently.

"Don't dare to talk nonsense, it's like this sword." Seeing that the broken jade with the ice-blue sword body in front of him was instantly torn apart, He Tingfeng faked the scene of the broken sword, in fact, he wanted to warn the other party.

Although the tactics were a bit ruthless, at least the man was so intimidated that he kept nodding his head, repeatedly promising that he would never dare again.If I didn't remember it for a while, I'm afraid I would have to kowtow to the ground a few times before I dared to move.

When he really stood upright, the figure of Xianjun in front of him had already disappeared.

The man seemed to have regained his life, and immediately took a big mouthful of breath—he was so frightened that he even forgot to breathe.

It is enough to see the barrier between cultivators and mortals.

"Xianjun...Xianjun beat someone!"

The crowd exploded immediately, turning into a mess.

He Tingfeng left Dong Zhuo one step ahead, completely ignoring what happened behind him, not knowing that people in Wuzhou are panicking.He has searched everywhere in the western suburbs, without exception, there is no trace of Zhou Ying, but he has never been discouraged, always looking for the past one by one according to the place in his heart.

Just as Duan Qingyun understands Xianjun deeply, He Tingfeng is also quite familiar with him. The two have been together for many years, and their temperament and temperament have never changed. They have become one of the few relatives and partners in this world who can keep each other warm.

He Tingfeng forced himself not to think too much, maybe it was just Zhou Ying who was secretly framing him.At this time, he started to open up for Duan Qingyun, just like Shenlou complained before, trying his best to make up for Duan Qingyun.

The entire empty room on the east side exploded, and spiritual power splashed in it, blasting out two figures, one tall and one short.

Zhou Ying leaped out with a disheveled face, holding Dong Yixiu with one arm. The latter did not struggle in his hands, his head was lowered and he couldn't see his expression clearly, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

He Tingfeng's hands were condensed with broken jade, and he looked like he was going to rush up in a second.

However, Zhou Ying had a premonition of his situation, and quickly grabbed Dong Yixiu's neck, with such force that it was almost embedded in the opponent's throat.

He only has one arm left, so this posture is equivalent to concentrating all Dong Yixiu's support here, which makes him wake up from a faint in an instant, the suffocating sense of panic and the natural desire to survive, the young man struggles desperately.

Everyone at the scene could see the abnormality from his constantly swaying legs—under Dong Yixiu's right leg, there was actually nothing.