2321-Sword

Not long after, Su Zimo and Liu Ping arrived in front of Yang Ruoxu's Dongfu.

Not far away, a red light came galloping, but it was the owner of Chihong County.

"Zimo, I heard that you are out of the customs, I will come here directly, you really are here." The master of Honghong County said.

Su Zimo was in a heavy mood, but just nodded slightly, be regarded as saying hello.

The three turned their heads and looked at Dongfu not far away.

In just a few days, this cave mansion became a bit run-down, deserted, and there was no monk, no boy or girl waiting nearby.

The nearby Lingyuan Medicine Garden was trampled by any spirit beast fairy pet, and nobody took care of it.

You know, the inner disciples can choose one hundred fairy servants to help themselves deal with some chores and trivial matters.

However, Su Zimo did not see a Taoist Yang Ruoxu.

Su Zimo pushed in the door.

As soon as I walked into Dongfu, I smelled a strong medicine smell mixed with a trace of blood.

The cave was dark, and no one even lit a candle.

Su Zimo's face grew more and more gloomy, moving forward.

"Is anyone here?"

Just then, a question came from the front, and his breath was weak.

As soon as the voice fell, another violent cough sounded.

"Son, don't get up. I'll take a look."

Immediately after that, there was a jumble of noise.

After a while, a Taoist boy ran out in front of him, his face was unkempt, his body was covered with blood, his expression was exhausted, and I didn't close my eyes for a few days.

"You are……"

Dao Tong spoke.

"I'm Su Zimo. Come and see Brother Yang."

Su Zimo said in a deep voice.

"what!"

Dao Tong froze for a moment before he reacted.

He seemed to have heard the name Su Zimo, and quickly bowed down to the three of Su Zimo, saying, "Meet the three Shangxian, please three Shangxian come with me."

Dao Tong is not a disciple of the academy, but a class of immortal servants. When he sees a disciple of the academy, he should respectfully call him an immortal.

The three Su Zimo followed Dao Tong and walked more than ten feet away. A jade bed was lying in front of him, with a man lying on it. His face was yellow and his breath was weak. It was Yang Ruoxu.

"Son, someone came to see you!"

Dao Tong ran to Yang Ruoxu's bed, knelt down, and whispered, his voice choked.

These days, no one except Su Zimo has seen Yang Ruoxu, even if they are pretending.

Therefore, when Dao Tong said these words, he felt a sadness.

"I heard."

Yang Ruoxu smiled and said, "Help me up."

Dao Tong stood up and supported Yang Ruoxu. He sat up and leaned against the bed.

"What about the other fairy servants?"

Su Zimo frowned and asked, "Why are you alone?"

"Humph!"

Hearing this sentence, Dao Tong suddenly became a little excited, and said angrily: "They all left the boy and left, looking for other backers!"

"Don't say that."

Yang Ruoxu smiled faintly and said, "I dismissed them. I was seriously injured and could not be healed. My life was short and I could only drag them along."

"But, it's time for the boys to be in crisis. How can they leave you alone and just leave!"

"How good the son is to us on weekdays! Give us the elixir, the Yuanlingshi, and let us practice with you."

"My son also gave us evangelism. He never despised us because of our origin ..."

Dao Tong said here, already with a trace of crying cavity, pouting, tears in his eyes, trying not to let the tears flow out.

"I was born poorly, and have been ridiculed a lot by cold eyes."

Yang Ruoxu said, "I know the feeling, and it's very uncomfortable. In that case, how can I despise you and laugh at you?"

Seeing this, the main heart of Chihong County moved his head, turned his head, his eyes were reddish, and his heart sighed softly.

Yang Ruoxu was upright, he did not want to pull out of the gang, and was born in the lower world, so he was always isolated in the academy and had no friends.

In recent years, due to the reason of Yuehua Jianxian, other monks were unwilling to go too close to him.

Now, if Yang vanishes hard, no one will come to see him.

However, the immortal servants who follow Yang Ruoxu usually receive the most favor from him, but now they have dispersed, which is regrettable.

Yang Ruoxu reached out and gently wiped away the tears on Dao Tong's face, and said softly, "Don't cry, you are still with me. I haven't left."

"Ok!"

Dao Tong nodded strongly, saying, "My son, don't worry, as long as I don't die, I will always keep you!"

Su Zimo stepped forward and stroked Dao Tong's forehead with the palm of his hand.

Dao Tong felt heavy eyelids, confused, and fell asleep.

Su Zimo noticed that the Dao boy had not closed his eyes for many days and was very exhausted before he could practice the Dao and give him a rest.

"Thank you."

Yang Ruoxu nodded slightly.

"Brother Su ..."

Yang Ruoxu just spoke and seemed to think of something, saying: "You have been accepted as a registered disciple by the suzerain, and I should call you Brother Su."

"You and me don't have to."

Su Zimo said: "Brother Yang, if you don't disapprove, you and my brother can be matched!"

Yang Ruoxu hesitated slightly before he smiled and said, "Okay, anyway, my life is about to die soon, and it shouldn't affect you."

"what happened?"

Su Zimo asked in a deep voice.

Yang Ruoxu was silent for a long time before shaking his head and saying, "Forget it, there is no need to mention the past."

"I heard that some Pangs shot for the death of Pang Yu?" Su Zimo asked.

"No."

Yang Ruoxu said: "It is just a conflict that happens by chance.

Yang Ruoxu knows that if he tells the truth, Su Zimo will definitely come forward for him, and he will inevitably ignite himself when the time comes.

Although Su Zimo was a named disciple of the suzerain of the academy, he didn't visit the academy for a long time.

"Are people from the academy involved?"

Seeing Yang Ruoxu's reluctance to say more, Su Zimo guessed something vaguely and asked again.

Yang Ruoxu was silent.

After a short pause, Yang Ruoxu suddenly switched off the subject and said, "Yes, there is one more thing that is strange."

"At that time, those people could have taken my life, but they did not try to kill them, they just wrecked my Yuanshen and then left."

Liu Ping turned his head slightly and analyzed: "Brother Yang is a disciple in the academy after all. It is estimated that the person who shot it has some scruples and dares not go too far.

"possible."

Yang Ruoxin groaned, "However, I feel that there is something wrong here, and it cannot be said in detail."

"Brother Su, recently you still don't want to leave the academy and practice for a while."

Yang Ruoxu urged another.

Su Zimo was uncomfortable, and accompany Yang Ruoxu for a few words, seeing that the latter looked exhausted, and resigned with Liu Ping and the owner of Chihong County.

(End of this chapter)