Dressed as a male protagonist

Lu Wuchen was really stunned by this mouthful of blood.It took him a while to realize that he should help Wei Ling to sit aside at this time.

After putting Wei Ling in place, Lu Wuchen hesitantly raised his sleeve and wiped the blood on his face with it.

Wei Ling could bear it when he saw him, so he couldn't say anything more.Although seeing Lu Wuchen's dirty face, he really wanted to laugh...

"The saving of people that Master just said is...?" Lu Wuchen wiped his face and looked at Wei Ling.

Wei Ling held back his smile, and motioned the protagonist to go inside with a cold face: "The key is on the corpse over there, you go and get it, and go to the dungeon to rescue your brothers and sisters."

Surprise flashed in the protagonist's eyes, and he walked in with a promise.

Wei Ling lay on the ground and waited for about two quarters of an hour, and gradually crackling sounds appeared in his ears.

After a while, a young man's voice entered the eardrums: "Master!!!"

Wei Ling opened his eyes and frowned at the boy with the loud voice.

Seeing Wei Ling leaning against the wall covered in blood, the boy felt anxious and ran fast.In the end, he didn't notice that there were still many small gravel pits under his feet. When he came to Wei Ling, he tripped over a small stone pit and fell on Wei Ling's thigh while kneeling with a plop.

The five bodies are thrown to the ground, only one head is missing.

Wei Ling: "..."

Fila: "..."

"Master!" Lu Wuchen hurried over to pull Fei Le up, and squatted down again to check for Wei Ling's injuries.

Wei Ling stopped Lu Wuchen from fumbling his hands, frowned and said, "It's nothing."

Followed by six youths or teenagers wearing Wanzongmen school uniforms, they all bowed to Wei Ling: "Greetings to Master Wei/Uncle Wei!"

Wei Ling raised his eyes and glanced around, seeing that no one was left behind, he said to Fei Le, who stood aside aggrievedly, "Squat down."

Fei Le quickly squatted down in front of Wei Ling without saying a word.

Looking at Fei Le's expectant baby face, Wei Ling resisted the desire to vomit blood and said, "Turn around."

Fei Le let out an "oh", and slowly turned his back.

Wei Ling stood up in satisfaction, and was about to lie down on the back of this unlucky boy, Fei Le, when Lu Wuchen grabbed his arm and said, "Master, let me do it! Brother Fei Le's cultivation is better than mine, and I will meet you later." The enemy can still resist one or two."

Wei Ling looked at the disciples of other peaks: "Your other senior brothers and sisters are all there, so you don't need to take action."

The six disciples quickly agreed, and they all said that Fei Le and Lu Wuchen didn't need to do anything.And they all said that they were willing to carry their uncle/uncle back to the sect.Wei Ling was relieved in his heart, and continued to climb up Fei Le's back without showing a trace on his face. As a result, Lu Wuchen held his arm even tighter.

Wei Ling expressed his frustration: "Let go."

Lu Wuchen looked at Wei Ling's cold gaze, his expression changed, and finally he let go of his hand slowly.

Fei Le turned his head, looked at Lu Wuchen's lost look, and said hesitantly: "Master, Yuan Lu is also kind."

Wei Ling climbed onto Fei Le's back with the little energy left, and patted him on the head: "You are the one who talks a lot. He was stunned by someone's spiritual consciousness before, so it is not appropriate to be tired now."

Lu Wuchen's eyes lit up.

Fei Le suddenly realized: "So that's the case. Then Yuan Lu, follow behind the senior brothers and sisters, and don't make any moves. The damage to spiritual consciousness can be big or small. When we go back, I will let Uncle Fuyao show you Look." Then he said, "Master cares about you so much, don't let the master down. Let's go."

Hearing Fei Le mention Fuyao, Wei Ling immediately remembered that this person might still be investigating somewhere in the dripping blood altar.

"Which one of you is wearing a messenger?" Wei Ling asked the juniors behind him.

The direct disciple of the senior brother in charge stood up and said, "I have it here, disciple."

Wei Ling said: "When we leave the Dripping Blood Altar, immediately send a message to your Uncle Fuyao, saying that we have come out, and ask him to meet up at the Shili Pavilion in the southwest."

The purpose of Tiansha's arrest of these disciples was probably just to let Wei Ling and Jin Yan meet.As for the sect competition, Tiansha has always wanted the disciples of the Yinshamen to participate.If it hadn't been for the Zhengdao school not letting go for many years, he wouldn't have turned to Wei Ling for help.And Jin Yan's purpose is very simple, he just came to fetch the Miaoyin Bell, by the way, to see the original owner's distress.

Lu Wuchen and Shifang Tieyan Order were just a cover thrown up by them.

After thinking about this, Wei Ling guessed that nothing would happen to Fuyao.

In the dark and damp cave, three of the six disciples were in the front, three in the back, and Wei Ling, the third master and apprentice, was in the middle.

Because he knew that the biggest threat to the Blood Dropping Altar was gone, Wei Ling didn't worry about the safety of these juniors at all. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep on Fei Le's back in a daze.

It was getting light outside.

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When Wei Ling woke up, he smelled a delicious smell of barbecue.For a moment, I miss the days when I could eat and drink freely.

Others time travel, even if they can't eat meat, they can be vegetarians, but he...he is on a hunger strike!The original owner is a serious cleanliness patient, he thinks that all the food in the world is dirty, and eating it in the body will affect the cultivation base... Rub!He had a brain twitch to make such a setting!

"Hey, Master is awake!"

Fei Xiao's loud voice appeared, and soon attracted a group of people.

Seeing that the rescued disciples were all there, Wei Ling coughed up the blood on his chest, frowned and said, "Did you send a message to your uncle Fuyao?"

The young man at the front hurriedly said: "The communication talisman has been sent out, but... no news has come back yet."

Lu Wuchen stepped forward, held Wei Ling's hand and channeled some spiritual energy for him.

Wei Ling gave him a slightly surprised look, then his face became serious, and he thought for a moment and said, "Yehuo, take Yuan Lu and your brothers and sisters back first. After seeing your master, let him come here to find me Fei Le and I are here waiting for news from your Uncle Fuyao."

Ye Huo said: "This place is too close to the dripping blood altar, my uncle is seriously injured, how can I stay here?"

Lu Wuchen said: "I won't leave."

Wei Ling was about to suffer from another headache.

Fei Le had no objection, and Pidianpidian ran to the fire not far away, brought back a rabbit leg and said, "Master, this is Yuan Lu's roasted hare. It's very delicious. Would you like to try it?"

Wei Ling really wanted to give this silly boy a dead fish-eye expression.

"I don't eat for the teacher, you guys eat, and go back quickly after eating, so as not to cause another accident." Wei Ling lay back on the pillar, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

He would never say that he was greedy for rabbit meat.

Mochi eggs, I really want to eat them.

Wei Ling swallowed calmly, feeling extremely overwhelmed.

"Master is seriously injured, it is not suitable to eat meat." Lu Wuchen's cold voice reached the eardrums, Wei Ling opened his eyes and looked at him.

Wei Ling seldom saw Lu Wuchen with such a serious expression, every time he saw him, he always had a smile on his face, even if he didn't smile occasionally, he was gentle and polite.

Fei Le froze, lowered his head and walked back to the fire in silence, Wei Ling was speechless for a while with his lonely back.

"You guys go over too." Wei Ling motioned to several other disciples to go over to comfort his little apprentice. This child is pure-hearted, and he probably blamed himself for his carelessness.

After the few people left, Wei Ling leaned on the pillar in a more comfortable position, and said, "Cultivators are no different than ordinary people. It doesn't matter whether they eat or not. Fei Le has been a teacher since he was a child. It's understandable to know." Wei Ling explained unhurriedly, moved the wrist held by Lu Wuchen and said, "This small injury won't hurt the root cause, so don't waste your spiritual power."

Lu Wuchen looked down at Wei Ling with some doubts in his eyes.Wei Ling, who was resting with his eyes closed, didn't see it.

After a while, Fei Le came over and said, "Master, I discussed it with my senior brothers and sisters. Senior brother and I will stay here, and the other senior brothers will take Master back. How about it?"

Wei Ling opened his eyes, and said calmly, "It's not like that."

Fei Le lowered his head and said anxiously: "But the disciple is so stupid, what should I do if I can't take care of the master..."

Wei Ling: "..."

Lu Wuchen said: "It's better for Senior Brother Fei Le and the other senior brothers to go back first, and I will stay with Master." Seeing that Fei Le was still hesitating, Lu Wuchen continued, "My spiritual pet is still in the dripping blood altar, I let it steal the snow The silver grass heals the master."

Fei Le said pleasantly: "Then I will stay together!"

Lu Wuchen was silent for a moment.

Wei Ling said, "I've been arguing about this trivial matter..." Wei Ling suddenly stopped at this point.

If it was the original owner who stayed here today and gave the order, then... these two little beasts must not dare to disobey!

The more Wei Ling thought about it, the more frightened he became. He won't say what Lu Wuchen is like in the original book, but Fei Le is absolutely obedient, filial, and respectful in the original book!Now he dares to make false claims with him, seemingly obedient, but actually rebellious?

Unless they know they won't punish them for it! ! !

Wei Ling broke out in a cold sweat, and was trying to put on his vest, when a blue light suddenly exploded in the sky not far away. Looking at it, it turned out to be a signal for help from Fuyao!

Wei Ling shook off Lu Wuchen's hand, and quickly got up and walked out of the pavilion: "It's the distress signal from Junior Brother Fuyao, please go back and notify the senior brother in charge! Yehuo, come and take a look with me!" His injuries have been covered by Lu Wuchen's spirit just now The power is temporarily suppressed and can persist for a period of time.

The disciples threw away the barbecue and stood up, looking at Wei Ling seriously.

Fei Le caught up with Wei Ling, sweating on his forehead in anxiety: "No, no, no! Master, you are still injured!"

Wei Ling stopped abruptly, turned to look at Fei Le and said, "Do you have to be a teacher of disobedience?!" Wei Ling's expression turned cold, and there was a bit of anger in his eyes.

Fei Le was stunned, and Lu Wuchen pulled him aside, saying: "Since Master doesn't want us to follow, then we won't follow."

The only female disciple among the crowd said: "It's better for us to go back and find the senior uncle than to trouble the uncle here."

This female disciple is Ming Lan's first apprentice, named Luo Yu, she is beautiful and powerful, and she is one of the protagonist's harem.

Wei Ling's eyes turned around on Luo Yu's face, and then on Lu Wuchen's face. Seeing that there was no sign of sparks between the two, he felt a little strange.

After listening to Luo Yu's words, all the disciples were silent for a while, then saluted Wei Ling one after another, drew their swords together, and left quickly.

Seeing that Lu Wuchen and Fei Le were still at the side, Wei Ling didn't say to let them go or let them stay, and Yu Jian and Ye Huo flew towards the direction of the signal.

There was a strong wind in mid-air, Wei Ling turned his head to look at the two teenagers below, and said to himself: But two little bastards, dad can't cure you yet?