YM778.TV Chapter 937 - 937: The Saintess Vomited Blood
Chapter 937 - 937: The Saintess Vomited Blood
However, if the white-robed man had two burdens, the scales of victory would undoubtedly favor the Saintess.
The Saintess took advantage ot the moment when the man in white protected Su Li and tried to save Wei Xu. Since he could not take care of himself at all, she swept her whip towards the man in white’s neck.
A human neck was very fragile.
With an iron whip, his head could be twisted off on the spot!
Crack!
Wei Xu grabbed the Saintess’s whip.
The Saintess took out her flute, wanting to control Wei Xu again.
Suddenly, three figures flew over from the roof and blocked Wei Xu and the others.
The Saintess looked at the three of them deeply, her gaze lingering on Wei Ting’s face for a moment.
Then, she frowned, threw away the whip, and used her qinggong to leave. Wei Liulang wanted to chase after her, but he was stopped by Ghostfear. “Don’t chase after a desperate enemy. Be careful of traps!”
The Saintess was cunning. If they really chased after her, they would definitely be ambushed.
The three of them turned around and came to Wei Xu.
As Wei Xu knelt on one knee, his eyes were dull. He maintained the gesture of grabbing the whip with his left hand. Wei Xu’s right hand protected Su Li.
Su Li had already fainted.
As for the white-robed man, he disappeared in an instant.
“Gone too,” Wei Ting said.
Ghostfear looked at the endless night and said with a solemn expression, “Bring Father and Su Li back first.”
The group returned to the courtyard in Changliu Lane.
Wei Ting carried Wei Xu on his back.
Wei Xu fell asleep halfway.
Even if he was not asleep, he could not answer any questions in his current state.
After putting Wei Xu back in his room, Wei Qing came over and treated his knee injury.
Then, the four of them went to Su Li’s room.
Su Li was also seriously injured, sustaining both internal and external words.
The four of them could tell that Su Li had risked his life to save Wei Xu.
The Old Marquis always said that Su Li was the most troublesome grandson. He attracted cats and played with dogs every day, was ignorant and incompetent, and ran away from home every other day. It was useless to beat him to death.
The Wei brothers understood this situation too well.
Among the seven brothers of the Wei family, other than the eldest son who was deep and the second son who was sensible, the rest were each more mischievous than the other.
Su Li was being controlled too tightly and had the mentality of rebelling. However, in his heart, he was actually a responsible and fearless person.
The Old Marquis should be proud to have such a grandson.
Su Li woke up two hours later.
Wei Qing had already treated his injuries simply. He used the medicine left behind by Su Xiaoxiao, which was extremely effective.
At least Su Li didn’t feel as much pain.
The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the four brothers sitting in front of his bed.
He was so frightened that he almost jumped off the bed!
“What are you doing?
Four pairs of eyes stared straight at him. It was very scary!
Wei Liulang said, “You’re finally awake. I almost thought you wouldn’t wake up.”
Su Li snorted. “It’s just a few slaps. How can I not wake up? You guys underestimate me too much!”
He tried to sit up, but as soon as he moved, his chest hurt so much that he gasped.
Wei Liulang chuckled. “You’d better lie down obediently!” Su Li could only admit defeat.
His eyes flashed as he asked, “Um… where are the others?”
Wei Liulang said, ‘You mean my father? He’s back and sleeping next door.” “Oh.” Su Li lowered her eyes.
Wei Ting took in his expression and said calmly, “The Jade-faced Rakshasa was here.”
“Um…” Su Li had just acknowledged it when his body stiffened, and his eyes were filled with panic. “Huh? What, what Jade-faced Rakshasa?” Wei Ting said, ‘We found the Rakshasa Sword under the bronze statue.”
“Then… where is he?” Su Li asked casually.
Wei Ting said, “He left.”
Su Li heaved a sigh of relief.
It was good that he was not killed by them.
They don’t seem to be able to kill him…
No, Jade-faced Rakshasa was injured.
What if they take advantage of him…
“What are you thinking about?” Wei Ting asked deeply.
“Nothing.” Su Li came back to her senses. “Did you bring the sword back? I mean the Rakshasa Sword.”
Wei Ting grabbed the longsword on the bedside table and handed it to Su Li.
Su Li picked up the Rakshasa Sword and protected it tightly, as if he was afraid that it would be destroyed.
Wei Ting looked at him deeply.
Wei Liulang was puzzled. “Why do you care so much about Jade-faced
Rakshasa’s sword?”
Su Li’s eyes flashed as he said righteously, “Can’t I like it? This is a sword!”
Wei Liulang asked, “Did the Jade-faced Rakshasa and the Saintess join forces to kill you?”
Su Li exploded. “No! Jade-faced Rakshasa isn’t with the Saintess! He… Wait a minute, did you say… you found the Rakshasa Sword under the bronze statue?”
Wei Liulang looked at him curiously. “Yes, why?”
Fourth Brother saved Wei Xu…
He had saved Wei Xu!
Su Li excitedly told him about him and Wei Xu being pressed under the bronze statue. “…It was Jade-faced Rakshasa who saved General Wei Xu!”
Wei Liulang frowned. “Didn’t he want to kill my father? Why did he save him?”
Su Li said, “I think… there might be a misunderstanding between Jade-faced
Rakshasa and General Wei Xu. I clearly saw that he also attacked the Saintess. It’s impossible for him to collude with the Saintess! If he hadn’t arrived in time today and injured the Saintess, General Wei Xu’s internal strength would have been sucked dry by the Saintess!”
Wei Liulang was stunned. “What did you say?”
“I said that the Saintess wants to absorb General Wei Xu’s internal energy!”
Su Li told him what he had seen in the carriage. Coupled with the internal energy of the puppet master he had sensed from the Saintess, she was certain that the Saintess was practicing an evil technique.
The brothers felt that it was most likely true.
However, the Saintess’ motive for Wei Xu was probably not what Su Li thought.
In the past, it was only a guess. Today, they were basically certain that the Saintess did want to give birth to the bloodline of the descendant of Emperor wu.
Did the King of the Southern Wilderness know about the Saintess’s ambition?
Wei Liulang was so angry that he wanted to beat her up. “How despicable! How shameless! Don’t let me see her next time, or I’ll kill her even if I have to risk my life!”
Ghostfear was more thoughtful than Wei Liulang. He looked at Wei Ting and said, “Little Seven, the Saintess saw your face today.”
Wei Ting nodded. “I know.”
After the Saintess left, she did not return to the Cheng family. Instead, she went to the Holy Mountain to recuperate.
There was a medicinal spring in the Holy Mountain that could nourish internal strength.
Her injured shoulder was above the water.
Emissary Lu knelt at the side and treated her injuries.
Her wound was so deep that her bones could be seen. She could not stop the bleeding.
Jade-faced Rakshasa had taken a whip from her for that kid, and his situation was not much better than hers.
Emissary Lu asked with heartache, “Saintess, who injured you like this?” The Holy Maiden’s face was pale as she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. “Jade-faced Rakshasa!”
Emissary Lu exclaimed, “It’s him again!”
The last time that girl trespassed the forbidden area, it was also Jade-faced Rakshasa who saved her.
Emissaru Lu asked in confusion, “What’s the relationship between Jade-faced Rakshasa and the girl from the Cheng family?”
The Saintess wanted to know too.
However, what concerned her more was the man she had seen tonight.
One of the tattoos on his face was a death warrior, and the other was wearing a mask and had a golden hand.
Why did the one in the middle… look so similar to Wei Xu?
Could it be…