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Xuan Cheng was so angry that his beard and eyes were popping out, he pointed at Ling Changfeng's nose and said, "You!"

However, he could not say the following words.

If not for his beloved disciple being heavily injured, he would not have been able to perform martial arts here. Otherwise, he would have had to turn Xixuan Taosit Place upside down today in order to calculate his resentment.

When Du Ze heard this, he was a little annoyed, he immediately bowed again, then turned serious and said straightforwardly: "Uncle Chang Feng, you are right, Junior Martial Brother Shang does not have that kind of strength. But even so, this had to do with Junior Martial Brother Shang, because the one who had heavily injured Junior Brother Zhen was the white colored beast pet of Junior Martial Brother Shang. Uncle, think about it. If it wasn't for Junior Martial Brother Shang's indication, why would that beast pet hurt people without reason? "

A white tamed beast?

Hearing Du Ze's words, Ling Changfeng immediately thought of Snowball.

Originally, he thought that the one who had injured Zhen Shuai was Dongfang Li, since he was someone who could stand up for Shang Zifeng and had that kind of strength, Dongfang Li should be one of them.

But thinking about it, Ling Changfeng felt that something was amiss, if it was really Dongfang Li who did it, how could he be so careless, and directly beat his up onto the stretcher.

Furthermore, from start to finish, Xuan Cheng and Du Ze had only targeted Feng'er and never mentioned Dongfang Li's name.

Then the only person who was able to avenge Shang Zifeng and help him out just now was Snowball.

Ling Changfeng did not doubt Snowball's strength, but what he did not understand was that Snowball's personality was docile, and his own strength was beyond his imagination, but his intelligence was as naive and naive as a child.

All day long, they only knew how to play tricks and act cute, showing off everything they could, making the Ximing Disciple all smile happily.

If it wasn't for that match four years ago, no one would have thought that it was offensive.

In the past few years, Snowball would occasionally play around with his disciples, but that was only limited to playing with them, and did not hit them with any heavy blows, nor did it hurt anyone. For some reason, Snowball had to attack Zhen Shuai today, and with such a heavy blow, he even planned to throw them to the death.

Snow Ball was Shang Zifeng's Contract Beast Pet, and their minds were linked. Ling Changfeng was well aware of this point.

If it really was Snow Ball's doing, then it would be exactly as Du Ze said, that Zhen Shuai's injuries were inextricably linked to him.

did not care about what happened to Zhen Shuai, but if Shang Zifeng was dealt with by Xuan Cheng because of this matter, he would defend it no matter what.

If this matter were to really be dealt with according to the rules of the Yuxu Sect Sect, Shang Zifeng's technique would not only be expelled, but he would also be deposed and never be able to cultivate, which would go against the original intention of him painstakingly bringing Shang Zifeng over to the Yuxu Peak.

Ling Changfeng's gaze was deep as he thought about the countermeasures in his heart.

After taking a deep breath, Xuan Cheng pointed at Ling Changfeng and bellowed: That Ling fellow, what else do you have to say for yourself?

Ling Changfeng's expression froze,he finally turned around to look at Shang Zifeng, and with a questioning tone, she asked: "Feng'er, is what he said the truth?"

The him that Ling Changfeng spoke of, was naturally referring to Du Ze.

"It's a fact. "However …"

Just as Shang Zifeng was about to explain, he heard Xuan Cheng snort, "It's good that you admit it!"

With that, Xuan Cheng moved to grab Shang Zifeng's arm, but he was stopped by Ling Changfeng again.

Xuan Cheng said angrily: "Ling Changfeng, what else do you want?"

"Senior Brother, don't worry. Let's listen to what he has to say first before coming to a conclusion."

With that, Ling Changfeng no longer bothered with Xuan Cheng, but turned to look at Shang Zifeng and asked: "Listening to you, do you have any unspeakable things?"

Xuan Cheng scoffed, "What secret could he possibly have?! Even if there was a secret behind it, seriously injuring fellow disciples is still a heavy crime, so wouldn't it be impossible to cover it up with just a single sentence? "

Ignoring Xuan Cheng, seeing his master's burning gaze on him, Shang Zifeng knew that he could no longer hide anything from him, and so he narrated the whole situation between him and Zhen Shuai, as well as how Snow Ball had taught him a lesson. Ling Changfeng frowned, and then reached out his hand towards Zhen Shuai's wrist.

Sure enough, with a probe, Ling Changfeng's brows furrowed even more.

Originally, he thought Xuan Cheng was just exaggerating and wanted to take the opportunity to chase Shang Zifeng down the mountain. After all, it wasn't the first time Xuan Cheng had done this kind of thing.

However, the truth was not as simple as he thought.

As he probed, Ling Changfeng was greatly shocked in his heart. It turned out that Zhen Shuai's internal organs had all ruptured, and his six organs had almost become dust.

If it was an ordinary person, they would have lost their chance to survive long ago.

It seemed that Xuan Cheng was not lying to him. If not for the Profound Spirit Qi that he channeled into Zhen Shuai's eight extraordinary meridians to protect his heart, he would already be a corpse lying in front of him.

Even so, it was hard to say whether Zhen Shuai would wake up or not.

In other words, even if he were to wake up now, he would end up lying on a bed for the rest of his life, becoming a cripple.

When he thought of this, Ling Changfeng became even more anxious. He never thought that Zhen Shuai would be injured to this extent.

First of all, he was Xuan Cheng's most beloved little disciple, and Xuan Cheng would definitely not let this matter go. If this matter were to spread to Zhen Shuai's clan, in the future, he would only be able to drink a few hundred pots worth of wine.

When Ling Changfeng raised his eyes slightly, he had already reached the end.

He calmly said, "Snowball did indeed injure Zhen... It was true that senior apprentice brother Zhen was able to stand, but when he left, he was still conscious. "From disciple's point of view, he only needs to rest in bed for ten days to half a month to completely recover. It's not like right now where he …"

Shang Zifeng originally wanted to say, "It's not like I'm half dead now."

After thinking about it for a while, he decided not to say it out loud.

If he really said it like that, then Uncle Xuan Cheng might have gone crazy again.

Shang Zifeng did not have a shred of sympathy for Zhen Shuai, he had once humiliated him like that, and had done so many petty things behind his back, Shang Zifeng had long reached the point where he could not take it anymore, and wanted to stab him a few times.

Seeing Zhen Shuai like this, there was no need to mention how happy Shang Zifeng was.

But being happy was being happy. Shang Zifeng also felt that something was wrong.

He clearly remembered that although Snowball's attack was very heavy and did indeed break many of Zhen Shuai's ribs, it was not enough to injure him.

But why did he turn into this appearance in such a short period of time?

Could it be that after he left, Snowball felt uncomfortable and chased after him to give that guy a good beating?

If that was really the case, then Snowball was too much of a troublemaker.

Shang Zifeng could not help but exclaim: This is bad, I'm afraid even my Master will not be able to protect him this time!

Shang Zifeng was helpless in his heart. He could only lament that his strength was low and that he still had to act as a vanguard even if someone bullied him.

But as long as he sighed, Shang Zifeng was not afraid.

After four years of being together, Snowball had already become an indispensable friend in his life. If Uncle Xuan Cheng wanted to deal with Snowball, Shang Zifeng would definitely not sit back and do nothing.

The more Xuan Cheng listened at the side, the angrier he got. He was already in the berserk state.

He didn't expect that up until now, this evil creature was still distorting the truth and trying to defend him.

"Bastard, you still do not know how to repent even at this point. You intend to turn black and white around. Today, I, Japan, will properly discipline you in your master's place!"

In the next moment, pale orange Spirit Qi congealed on the center of Xuan Cheng's palm.

Shang Zifeng only felt a gust of wind sweeping past, his chest started to release a faint pain, and the pain had a tendency to increase rapidly.

This sudden turn of events happened extremely quickly, and by the time Ling Changfeng could react, it was already too late to stop it.

Just as Xuan Cheng's palm was about to hit Shang Zifeng's chest, a cry came out from outside the door.

"Master!"

Du Yun suddenly rushed in like a shadow, Shang Zifeng only saw his figure flash again, in a blink of an eye, he was already in front of him.

It wasn't clear if it was a coincidence or deliberate action, but Du Yun's landing spot just happened to bump into Shang Zifeng.

'Bang! '

With a muffled sound, Du Yun's head coincidentally smashed into Shang Zifeng's abdomen. At the same time, under the effect of inertia, and both fell to the side, avoiding Xuan Cheng's palm strike at the same time.