Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

The wind and rain in Luoyin Mountain come quickly and go away quickly.

Jiang Ran caused thunder to strike the top of the mountain, and the heavy rain stopped abruptly in an instant, as if it had been cut off by someone.

The inky clouds then dissipated, and the stars and the moon began to shine, and it was no longer pitch black.

Shen Qingjun looked at the figure turning and leaving with a puzzled expression, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself from speaking.

When Jiang Ran reached the edge of the cliff, he could not help but shout out: "What about Feifei?!"

"You go back to Nandu."

Jiang Ran's soft moan floated into her ears.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Qingjun's beautiful eyes opened wide, and before she could even utter a cry of surprise, she watched him leap and jump from the top of the mountain.

"Jiang Ran!"

She was panicked and staggered towards the edge of the cliff.

He stuck his head out to look, but saw that the ground below was bottomless and he couldn't see where Jiang Ran was falling.

At this moment, worry and disappointment overflowed from the bottom of my heart.

She looked up at the twinkling stars, closed her eyes slightly and prayed in her heart: "I hope Jiang Ran and Feifei are both safe and sound."

I stood on the edge of the cliff with my eyes closed, enjoying the night breeze for a long time before I felt the chill emanating from my body.

She couldn't help coughing violently until her lungs began to hurt. She then covered her chest with her right hand and headed back in the direction she came from.

……

In the mountains, the temporary residence of Shen Qingjun and others.

Ma Yiluan supported his weak body and threw Yan Wenxuan on the bed, then quickly started searching in the suitcase.

After a moment, his eyes lit up and he quickly walked out of the house.

Lu Xiaoyun appeared in the living room with a pair of blood-stained clothes in her hands. As soon as she saw him, she spoke worriedly.

"Yilun, we have to find a way to get Zishan to the hospital."

"She was vomiting blood just now. I think her internal organs were injured."

Her face was pale and she looked unwell at first glance.

Ma Yilun took a deep breath when he heard this, and reached out to take Tan Zishan's clothes. "Don't take these clothes. Hurry up and give this to her."

Lu Xiaoyun looked at the red pill in his hand blankly, and subconsciously asked: "What is this?"

"Safety, a life-saving device." Ma Yiluan crumpled the clothes and pants in his hands into a ball and threw them on the ground.

"Feed her first. I'll try to contact my family and see if they can arrange for someone to pick us up."

After saying this, he looked at Lu Xiaoyun's back as he turned and walked into the house, scratching his head in annoyance.

"If the rain doesn't stop, there will be no signal on the phone. We can't keep dragging it in the mountains. If Yan Wenxuan and Tan Zishan's injuries get worse, it will be really bad."

In this damn place, it’s hard to even find a decent doctor, let alone a well-equipped hospital.

The more Ma Yilun thought about it, the more headache he had. He muttered and complained, "Brother Ran is the same. He only cares about Shen Qingjun and doesn't care about the lives of others at all."

He knew very well that with Jiang Ran's means, it would be a piece of cake to get them out of Luoyin Mountain.

The problem was that he had no idea of ​​Jiang Ran's temper, including when Lu Xiaoyun's sister got into trouble, it was not the other party who took the initiative to rescue her.

Therefore, Ma Yiluan felt that even if he asked for help, he would most likely be ignored.

He thought for a long time in a daze, but no idea came to his mind.

As I was scratching my head, I heard the sound of something heavy falling from the side room.

Ma Yiluan was startled and walked back into the house in two steps.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Yan Wenxuan fell off the bed, repeating in pain: "Water... water..."

Glancing at the other person's dry mouth, Ma Yiluan slapped his forehead and quickly took out a half-drunk bottle of water from the suitcase.

Yan Wenxuan opened his mouth wide and swallowed all the water that was poured into his mouth.

After drinking half a bottle of water, his distracted eyes regained focus.

He weakly raised his head and touched the back of his swollen head, and the half-dried blood from the upper part still stained his hands.

Ma Yilun threw away the empty bottle and breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh my God, you finally woke up. If you weren't still breathing, I would have thought you were dead."

Yan Wenxuan didn't take his complaints seriously, but asked nervously, "Why are we back? Where are Zishan and Xiaolu?"

He looked at the furnishings in the room and the two people's suitcases, and immediately realized that the two had returned to their temporary residence.

Ma Yiluan was not in the mood to make fun of him. Seeing Yan Wenxuan trying hard to get up, he talked about the most important thing first.

"Don't worry, they are both fine. It's just that you and Zishan were beaten badly by that lunatic."

Yan Wenxuan's frown relaxed, and he simply stopped struggling. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's a blessing to be alive."

He was the person involved and could clearly feel that when Gou Dianzi took action, he was really not afraid of killing anyone.

After expressing his feelings, Yan Wenxuan asked again with doubts.

"What happened after I was knocked unconscious? Why did those villagers let us go? Could it be that they felt guilty?"

Ma Yilun was stunned and spat on the ground, "What a guilty conscience! Do you know who came just now?"

"Who?" Yan Wenxuan's pupils shrank as he uttered a word. "Could it be that Shen Qingjun's family found that they couldn't contact her and sent people to Luoyin Mountain to investigate?"

Ma Yiluan's expression was a little strange, but seeing his curious eyes, he didn't keep him in suspense.

"It's Brother Ran."

Yan Wenxuan muttered something to himself and was about to ask which Brother Ran it was when he looked up as if he suddenly realized something.

When I met Ma Yiluan's eyes, I felt frightened but also felt that it was quite reasonable.

"If that's really what he said, then it makes sense."

Ma Yiluan didn't want to continue talking about this and that. He bent down and helped him up, saying with a sad face.

"You should think of a solution quickly. Tan Zishan and you have been seriously injured. We can't delay any longer."

When Yan Wenxuan was helped up, he couldn't help but grimace at the pain caused by the physical contact.

He knew that the other party was asking about how to leave Luoyin Mountain.

After thinking for a while, Yan Wenxuan frowned and said, "Can you tell me what happened after Jiang Ran came?"

Ma Yiluan had an expression on his face where he couldn't complain, but seeing that he looked very serious, he briefly recounted what happened after Jiang Ran brought Shen Qingjun in.

The more Yan Wenxuan listened, the more confused he became, and he didn't care how many people Jiang Ran had killed.

After Ma Yilun finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do you mean that Shen Qingjun left Luoyin Mountain with Jiang Ran?"

Seeing the other party nodding continuously, he said hesitantly: "If it were someone else, I really think they might just walk away."

"If it was Shen Qingjun, she would definitely find a way to take us with her while we were still in the mountains."

Ma Yiluan was just about to complain about what Shen Qingjun had just done, but Yan Wenxuan didn't give him the chance at all.

"Let's talk about Jiang Ran again. You said he went to such great lengths just to scare these villagers. I don't believe a word of it."

When Yan Wenxuan said this, Ma Yiluan, who was already wavering, became less confident than before.

"What should we do now? Wait for Shen Qingjun and Ran Ge to come back and find us?"

"What time is it now?" Yan Wenxuan's ears moved and his eyes drifted towards the window. "Has the rain stopped?"

Ma Yilun muttered to himself and took out his phone to check it out. "Four thirty-seven, the rain should have just started..."

As soon as he said this, his eyes suddenly became excited and he held the phone close to Yan Wenxuan's face.

"Fuck, there's finally a signal!"