C112

"En!"

Waves of moans came out from the meditation room, causing the monks outside to be unable to bear to look at them.

"Don't worry, this is his good fortune. The High Monk's enlightenment isn't something that an ordinary person can enjoy. Although he hasn't completely endured the entire amount of power, it's still possible for him to break through to the quasi-second-rate master." Su Hongye looked at Xiong Zifeng with some admiration, it was unknown whether it was out of affection for him or because of Mu Tu's meticulous care.

"That person is currently in the sect. It is said that he is in charge of contacting the Cao Gang specially, and seems to be quite capable. One of the men who saw him said that his mouth was not clean, and was beaten until he bled from his seven orifices." Little Hairy's voice was trembling, as if he had thought of something.

Mu Tu helped Xiong Zifeng wipe off the sweat on his body, and seeing that he did not seem to struggle any longer, he tucked in, turned, and respectfully bowed to Little Hairy, "I still haven't thanked Big Brother Hairy for the kindness you showed me that day! If you didn't spread the word and didn't let the other people of Cao Gang chase after us, I think Big Brother Xiong and I would have already gone to report it. "

"Milord, where is the right thing to say? We are all working for the authorities, it is only right that we take care of each other." Little Hairy originally waved his hands casually, but when he saw Su Hongye's expression, he bowed and greeted back.

"Brother Su, did the office arrange for you to deal with matters in Suzhou?" Mu Tu turned and asked Su Hongye again, his voice sounding slightly nervous. He had always felt that Su Hongye was a little strange.

"Yes, my position is closer to here. I just happened to follow the monk from Han Mountain Temple, Wu Can, over here." Before, he had also asked about the condition of his and Xiong Zifeng's injuries. Su Hongye looked at Mu Tu's complexion, his eyes focused, and the killing intent from his body faded away.

Mu Tu nodded, looking at Xiong Zifeng's trembling eyelids, he did not plan to ask further.

"Water," Xiong Zifeng started to shout in a daze, his face suddenly flushed red, a layer of faint white mist surrounding his body.

Mu Tu was about to go find water when he heard Su Hongye whispering on the side: "He's in such a coma, she won't be able to drink water in there. Just use a towel to wipe some tea on his lips. Oh yeah, Little Hairy, go and bring a bowl of cold water over, help Xiong Zifeng continue to wipe his body. Until his body temperature drops, he will probably wake up tomorrow. "

"Yes," the little furry man answered, turned around, and pushed the door open.

No one would have thought that after the scorching heat left Little Hairy's body, it would suddenly spread throughout the room. The yellow sand power in Xiong Zifeng's body began to circulate on its own for some unknown reason, and a faint yellow mist began to swirl at high speeds around the surface of his body.

"Hot heat," Xiong Zifeng frantically started rolling, his complexion quickly lost all color, and started to turn pale white. Su Hongye rushed forward to check her pulse, and shouted loudly, "Not good, this is his blood essence, he needs to quickly feed him tonic so that he won't die from it."

Hearing that, Mu Tu became anxious, and quickly went to pick up the medicine bottles inside Xiong Zifeng's bag. There were more than ten different sized bottles inside, but no one had identified what kind of medicine they were.

On the other hand, Su Hongye did not dare to continue waiting. Clenching her teeth, she took out a purple jade bottle and carefully took out a fragrant golden pill. She looked at Mu Tu's anxious face, and closed his eyes as he stuffed it into his mouth.

As the pill entered his body, the terrifying might exploded on Xiong Zifeng's body, the clothes on his body completely disintegrated, the black hairs on his body stood up straight, you could hear his ears, his bones crackled loudly, his skin tensed up, and he sat on his bed by himself. The speed of the Yellow Sand Mysterious Art of Nine Serenities became faster and faster, as though the sound of the wind was blowing out from the surface of his body, and actually broke through the five cycles of wind.

The Feng Yin's gauntlet in his hands flickered with a red light, faintly burning the blanket beside the bed. Little Hair hurriedly brought in a basin of water from the well and was about to give it to Mu Tu, but who knew that Su Hongye would snatch it away and pour it down Xiong Zifeng's head.

With a sizzling sound, a white mist rose, and like steam, it enveloped the entire room.

"Go and get more water," Su Hongye shouted at Little Hair.

Mu Tu also anxiously ran out to face the Shamei disciples and said, "Masters, could you please fetch a few more buckets of water for us?" As he said that, he did not wait for them to reply and hurriedly ran to the well in the courtyard. Not long later, he carried two buckets of water and ran into the house.

"Everyone help out," Wu Chen was the first to react and quickly rushed towards the well. After a while, he brought back two buckets of water and placed it in front of the meditation room. Through the thick mist, they could see Mu Tu pouring spoonful after spoonful of water onto Xiong Zifeng's Benefactor.

The moment the water from the well came into contact with Xiong Zifeng's body, it instantly turned into water vapor, and all the items on the bed were moved to the ground.

Xiong Zifeng's entire body was occasionally red, and occasionally emitted gold light. Two drops of blood slowly dripped down the tip of his nose, just like the Life and Death Realm that his Senior Master had vaguely mentioned.

After he finished pouring the water into the dozens of buckets, Xiong Zifeng's complexion finally returned to normal. The water droplets on his hair sizzled and then, he suddenly opened his eyes. A flash of golden light passed by and instantly, two holes appeared in the wall with Zen pants in front of him.