Chapter 147 Doubt
Chapter 147 Doubt
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The cold night was so cold and so long.
Dawn finally arrived in everyone's anticipation.
The cleaning of the battlefield took a whole night, and it was not over until dawn.
In this monster tide, the soldiers of Mobei Eight Division suffered heavy casualties, over ten thousand casualties.
In comparison, the casualties of Confucianism, Buddhism, and the Temple of Heavenly Mandate seem not worth mentioning.
However, the tripartite forces came this time with outstanding young people, and every casualty was an unacceptable blow to the tripartite forces.
When it came, no one expected that the evil disaster in the north would be so terrible.
The young and strong men who were originally just for training experienced the brutal battle last night and experienced the cruelty of war firsthand.
"Brother, the medicine is ready!"
In the Confucian camp, in front of the tent, Wen Xiuru walked quickly with two bowls of medicine, and said anxiously.
In the tent, Zhu Zhu and Bai Wangyu took the medicine and immediately poured it down to the unconscious two people on the bed.
"Cough! Cough!"
In a coma, the two coughed several times due to choking, and their faces were very pale.
"How are Brother Li and Chang Yu? When will they wake up?"
Wen Xiuru asked anxiously.
"One's chest was pierced and almost hurt his heart veins, and the other forcibly used the Supreme Saint Fighting Technique, which hurt his whole body's meridians, and he used the fifth form of the Feixian Jue unknowingly. He had never practiced this move before. Don't you know what the consequences will be?" Zhu Zhu said coldly as he glanced at the two people in the tent.
Wen Xiuru and Bai Wangyu heard the words, they all fell silent, not daring to say anything.
Forcibly using martial arts that have not been practiced, the backlash against oneself is small, and it is even possible to go crazy and endanger life.
At this moment, outside the tent, a young figure in Yuebai God's robe appeared, and said, "Xiayan Xiaoyu, come to visit Li Jiaoxi's injury, I don't know, can I go in?"
In the tent, the three of them frowned upon hearing this.
Son of God, why is he here?
"The weasel has no good intentions in wishing the chicken a new year." Zhu Zhu sneered.
"Don't hit the smiling face, Xiuru, let him in." Bai Wangyu said calmly.
"Ah."
Wen Xiuru nodded, walked to the tent, opened the felt tent, looked at the God Son of Heaven in front of him, and said politely, "It turns out that it is the Son of God. Please come in."
"Thank you."
Yan Xiaoyu replied with a smile on her face, and immediately walked in.
In the tent, Yan Xiaoyu looked at the two unconscious people on the bed, with concern on his face, and asked, "How is Li Jiaoxi's injury?"
"It's heavy."
Zhu Zhu said lightly, "However, I can't die."
Yan Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard this, it was such a pity.
He thought the kid couldn't be saved.
In that case, it will save him trouble in the future.
"Son of God, what are the casualties in the Temple of Heaven this time?"
On the side, Bai Wangyu glanced at the Son of God in front of him, and asked as a matter of routine.
"Very dire."
Yan Xiaoyu sighed softly, and said, "Seventeen people were killed by the envoys, and nearly half were injured. This time the monster tide came too suddenly, and there were so many monster kings and big monsters all at once. Arrive in time, this battle does not know how many people will be sacrificed."
This time, the casualties of his temple were the largest among the three forces. Although their temple had the most people, their overall strength was indeed not as good as that of the Confucian sect.
"My condolences, Son of God, if my Confucian school hadn't been for Li Jiaoxi to risk his life, I'm afraid I wouldn't be much better." Bai Wangyu replied casually.
"Li Jiaoxi really surprised everyone this time."
Yan Xiaoyu looked at the comatose young man on the bed, his eyes flashed, and said, "Unexpectedly, Professor Li's Flying Immortal Art has already been practiced to the fifth form, and it has only been less than a year. It's unbelievable that there's been such amazing progress."
Speaking of this, Yan Xiaoyu turned her eyes to the strange woman beside the bed, and said in a meaningful way, "I heard that in two years, Li Jiaoxi will have a contest with Huo Lin'er, the saintess of the Vermilion Bird Sect. Judging from Li Jiaoxi's current progress in martial arts, it may be possible to defeat that Vermillion Bird sect saint in a battle two years later."
Zhu Zhu sensed the gaze of God Son of Heaven, looked indifferent, and said indifferently, "My husband has made rapid progress in martial arts, and it is not surprising that he can defeat Huo Lin'er."
After hearing the girl's response, Yan Xiaoyu immediately asked, "I haven't had time to ask, what is the girl's name, the moves that the girl performed last night are unprecedented, can I ask who the girl studied under?"
This woman's extraordinary skills made him very interested. Judging from her means yesterday, she was at least in the third realm.
At such an age, with such a high level of cultivation, his identity is really suspicious.
"Zhu Zhu, I don't have a teacher, it's just a family tradition of martial arts." Zhu Zhu said calmly.
"Oh? So that's the case. I heard Miss Zhu Zhu call Li Jiaoxi her husband. I remember that Li Jiaoxi was not married the last time I went to the capital city of the Great Merchants."
Yan Xiaoyu didn't want to give up, and continued to ask aggressively, "When did the girl marry Professor Li?"
Zhu Zhu listened to the questions chattered by God Son of Heaven in front of him, showing an impatient look on his face. He turned his eyes, looked at the person in front of him, and said indifferently, "When will my husband and I get married? Do we still need the consent of God Son? It's a little too broad."
"No, I'm just asking."
Seeing the cold gaze of the woman in front of her, Yan Xiaoyu smiled faintly, and said, "It's just that the moves the girl performed last night were really amazing, and I'm just a little curious about the girl's identity."
"If Son of God has so much energy, why don't you care more about your injured subordinates!"
In front of the Son of Heaven’s repeated questioning, Zhu Zhu completely lost his patience, and taunted mercilessly, “In the battle last night, there were so many casualties in the Palace of Heaven’s Mandate, yet the Son of God still has the time to worry about other people’s affairs, it really puzzles me , Could it be that the Son of God intentionally left the Temple of Heavenly Mandate and changed his sect, and that's why he is so concerned about the situation of the Confucian sect?"
Yan Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes, and said with a flash of coldness, "Miss Zhu Zhu taught me to leave first."
After finishing speaking, Yan Xiaoyu nodded to Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru in the tent, then turned and left.
"Miss Zhu Zhu, amazing!"
After Tianyu Shenzi left, Wen Xiuru quietly gave a thumbs up and praised.
If it's not that the whole family doesn't come into the house, Brother Li's words are enough to choke people, and this Zhu Zhu girl's tongue is like a sword, piercing people's hearts with knives.
Outside the tent, Yan Xiaoyu walked out with a chill in his eyes.
This Zhu Zhu's status is absolutely unusual.
Although he had never seen that move last night, it was extremely powerful, at least it was created by a great practitioner of the Five Realms.
In this world, there are not many forces with great practitioners of the five realms, and all of them are famous.
It should not be difficult to find out its origin.
But, when did the son of the Li family meet such a mysterious girl again, and the relationship is still so close?
Yan Xiaoyu left suspiciously, and was about to send someone to investigate Zhu Zhu's identity.
Not long after Tianyu Shenzi left, Bai Wangyu walked out of the tent, ready to go to Faru to get some more pills for the two of them.
"Big Brother!"
From behind, Wen Xiuru quietly followed, looked left and right, and asked in a low voice with curiosity, "Who is that Zhu Zhu girl? The trick she used last night can be seen from a lot of origins." .”
"I do not know either."
Bai Wangyu stopped, and said calmly, "Honor Faru seems to know, why don't you ask, Junior Brother?"
"I can not."
Wen Xiuru hurriedly shook his head and said.
"Then don't ask too many questions."
Bai Wangyu said lightly, "Just to remind you, don't let the guys who came together provoke Miss Zhu Zhu. Brother Li didn't dare to provoke her when we were in Li Yuan. Last night, you didn't know how powerful this aunt was. I know it, and I pissed her off, but no one can stop me."
"I see."
Wen Xiuru nodded with deep feeling, and said, "Don't worry, senior brother, those boys should not be so bold."
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