Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 165 (This chapter should be sweet, but not much)

"Brother Lu!!!"

Even before seeing Tang He, I knew it was him by the voice. He rushed over like a cannonball, leading the other disciples of the Discipline Hall.

Lu Wensheng was about to go forward to greet him, but he turned around and left Tang He empty-handed. Tang He almost fell to the ground as Lu Wensheng grabbed him by the collar.

Lu Wensheng sighed: "How old are you? Stop being so impatient."

Tang He chuckled and felt like something was wrong—Senior Brother Lu seemed younger than him?

"Brother Lu."

Wu Feipeng and his group arrived later, and everyone finally reunited.

"Brother Liu, why did you change your hairstyle?" Lu Wensheng was a little curious when he saw Liu Jiqian's ponytail - it felt more capable than usual, the new style was quite eye-catching.

"I tied it up when it was convenient...how did you get hurt?" Liu Jiqian noticed Lu Wensheng's tied hands at a glance.

"Wow, Brother Lu was really super brave at that time..."

Without waiting for Lu Wensheng to say anything, the three disciples with him started talking all at once and told everyone what had happened.

When Liu Jiqian heard the descriptions of the three disciples, he felt a little scared and his brows suddenly frowned.

"Did you take the pill? Did it not work?"

Liu Jiqian didn't say much about Lu Wensheng's behavior of disregarding his own safety to help his disciples - after all, Lu Wensheng was just that kind of person, that was who he was.

Seeing Liu Jiqian extending his hand, Lu Wensheng subconsciously handed over his hand. He watched the other party untie the cloth that was temporarily tied and hold his hand to look at it. Then he realized belatedly - what the hell is it that he feels like he has been tamed by the other party?

However, the beautiful woman showed a worried expression, her amber eyes sparkled, and the person who was gentle and distant just now looked pitiful. He really couldn't refuse! ——Lu Wensheng had to admit that although his reaction was superficial, he just fell for it...

Liu Jiqian stared at the wounds of varying sizes on Lu Wensheng's hands with his eyelashes drooping. He circulated his spiritual power to help him get rid of the negative energy and recover. He looked at the wounds for a long time, his Adam's apple rolling slowly. He raised his eyes and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Does it hurt?"

The hand holding him was a little warm and cool, and his fingertips gently brushed the wound, which made it a little itchy. There was a slight gleam in the other person's eyes, as if he was heartbroken. Lu Wensheng was dazzled, and when he came to his senses, he felt embarrassed.

"Ah? Not bad." Was that an exaggeration? It felt weird... Not to mention the monks' strong physique, even for ordinary people, this kind of wound would scab over in two or three days.

However, Lu Wensheng's heart began to beat violently and uncontrollably, and he felt the tips of his ears getting hot. When he replied, he overreacted, as if trying to hide his embarrassment and the indescribable...throbbing.

Yan Qingshu, Ning Rongrong and others smiled with satisfaction.

Seeing Yan Qingshu, who had just been talking to her very intimately, her attention was instantly drawn to her. She listened to him but let the words go in one ear and out the other, making perfunctory noises like "hmm" and "ah" but actually she didn't listen at all. She looked like a scumbag who was not interested in anything after getting what she wanted.

Wei Xun lowered his eyes and snorted sourly when he saw her like this - she looked so pitiful in the jade slip just now, but now... it's true that women's words can deceive people.

Wu Feipeng looked at the two people, figured out what was going on, and suddenly realized what was going on. He raised his eyebrows without saying anything, and then also showed an intriguing smile.

Yu He was sensitive to feelings because of his previous experience, so he naturally understood that it would be a lie to say that he didn't feel sad. How could he not have feelings for such a good person who saved him from dire straits and led him to a better life? He still kept the outer robe that Lu Wensheng had put on him at that time.

He saw a hint of disappointment in Lu Wensheng's eyes, but he was more happy for Lu Wensheng - beautiful people should walk with equally beautiful people, how could someone like him be worthy of them?

Tang He didn't understand what was going on. He looked at the two people along with his companions. He didn't understand the atmosphere of the pink bubble. He pouted and felt a little disgusted and awkward.

But seeing that Yu He next to him seemed absent-minded and had a strange expression on his face, he put his arm around his work partner and spoke to him in a joking tone.

"Brother Yu, what's wrong?"

Seeing Tang He winking at him, Yu He came back to his senses and chuckled, being amused by him.

"Nothing." Yes, he was living a good life now, with a group of friendly fellow students, and every day was fulfilling. What was there to be dissatisfied about? Why should he always dwell on the past and make himself unhappy?

Feeling the gazes of others, especially the weird smiles of Yan Qingshu and the others, Lu Wensheng immediately withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and coughed in an attempt to cover up his guilt.

"Okay, let's go in and take a look."

Looking at Lu Wensheng's back and his pink ears, Liu Jiqian found it a little funny, but didn't say anything - it would be bad if Yangming got mad.

The city was filled with gray demonic energy, but it was just ordinary demonic energy, not the pure demonic energy outside the city. It only isolated everyone from external spiritual communication, making the spiritual power stored in everyone's dantian limited, so the more they used it, the less they had.

“Crack, crack, crack…”

Suddenly everyone heard a sound similar to chewing, as if a creature was gnawing on something. The creature seemed to sense them and the chewing sound disappeared.

"Ho ho ho-"

The heavy breathing sound was getting closer and closer, and this feeling gave Lu Wensheng and Yan Qingshu a strange sense of familiarity.

At the end of the gray street, there seemed to be a large group of figures staggering towards us. The first person who showed his face had tattered clothes.

Its skin was blue-gray with some corpse spots on it. Black blood was dripping from its cut waist. The whites of its eyes occupied the entire eye sockets, and its mouth was open with saliva flowing from it.

These non-human creatures sensed the presence of the crowd and started running immediately. Their eyes turned red in an instant, and they stretched out their blue-gray arms and ran over with their fangs and claws bared. They looked like disabled people just now, but now they instantly turned into Liu Xiang.

Yan Qingshu: "Zombies?!" This world of cultivation is so unruly! There's even a zombie crisis.

Lu Wensheng had watched too many zombie movies and had an urge to run away, but when he saw that the others were not moving and Ye Yingzhou and the others even drew their swords, he stopped as well.

Liu Jiqian: "It's a corpse ghost, the failed product of some evil cultivators cultivating mortals."

As he spoke, he drew his sword, which shone with a silver light, as if embracing a ray of moonlight. The wind from his sword blew, and his sleeves fluttered.

Wei Xun calmly entered the state, stood in front of Yan Qingshu, flicked his thumb, and the long sword came out of the sheath. A stream of light flashed, like thousands of twinkling cold stars, with a sense of sophistication that did not belong to a poor sword cultivator.

"This kind of low-level corpse ghost can be destroyed with just one sword."