Men wear women, and Lu Ding is forced to marry

The shouts and sighs continued to grow louder, and there was a buzzing sound in my ears. Many disciples of the Sword Sect were approaching in a hurry.

It's so confusing.

Gu Chenzhou's clothes were soaked with blood, and his world was quiet, as if he could only feel Ye Lingyun. He had never known that a person had so much blood on him, and he hugged the other person in a daze, not daring to act rashly.

Elder Nanxing brought a team of medicine practitioners and hurried over. He waved his hand to separate the other disciples who were watching. Then he held Ye Lingyun's hand and felt his pulse, and his face changed drastically.

Just by looking at her expression you could tell how horrific the situation was.

His body was covered with sword wounds, and internal injuries were all over his meridians. His spiritual energy was depleted to the extreme, and only a very weak stream of energy was supporting his life. If it were any worse, he would be forced to destroy his own Dantian.

Destroying one's own Dantian is equivalent to destroying one's own foundation. More than ten years of hard work day and night, the hard teachings of teachers, the strong support of the family, and all the resources consumed will be turned into nothing.

If it really came to that, everything would have to start all over again, and Ye Lingyun would probably be killed by people from other families before he could even consolidate his strength.

Fortunately, fortunately.

There is still help.

A dull roar came from the air, and thousands of bright lights flashed in the dark blue sky, and all that met the eyes was a dazzling white.

Gu Chenzhou looked up and saw a large spiritual boat approaching rapidly, pushing aside the clouds. Red flags with black characters were spread out layer by layer. On both sides of the deck were dozens of high-level monks, each holding a flag and a banner. There were several rows of golden armored guards around, each holding a knife and a sword. They were dressed in uniform, lined up neatly, and were full of vigor and vigor, like heavenly soldiers covering the sky and blocking the sun.

"Who hurt my people——"

The monks above flew down, and rows of figures slid down like meteors and moved in front of them in an instant.

Even after coming down, their formation remained unchanged, and no loopholes could be seen at all. The Sword Sect disciples looked at each other and felt a chill down their spines.

The two leaders had gloomy faces and walked in tacit understanding, with a sense of pressure and imposing manner in their steps. The tokens on their waists were red and green, respectively. They were the unique tokens of the red and green messengers of the industry, indicating their noble status. Upon closer inspection, they had similar faces and bodies, and were twin sisters.

The team of monks following behind them had serious expressions and stood in two rows. There was one man with a tall and straight figure, as white as frost and snow, and a very unique appearance. He slowly walked to the front along the path they had opened up.

Elder Nanxing looked horrified, with huge waves rising in his heart.

"Master." The twin sisters bowed their heads and retreated to his side.

The man nodded slightly and moved his eyes to the unconscious Ye Lingyun.

Nanxing had just performed emergency treatment on the ground, and there was a pool of blood on the ground, which looked very creepy.

Gu Chenzhou was also on the ground, half-kneeling, with Ye Lingyun resting his head on his knees. He couldn't move, let alone salute.

Even though he had roughly guessed that this man was Ye Lingyun's biological father.

The appearance was extremely similar, even the expressions were a bit similar, he seemed to see a male version of Ye Lingyun.

"What happened?" He glanced around.

Nanxing stood up and told him what happened today in detail.

The person who took over the body probably started planning it a long time ago. This person was particularly familiar with Ye Lingyun's whereabouts and even understood her temperament, which enabled him to hit her with one strike.

The disciples of the Sword Sect have already gone to encircle and suppress it, and Qing Feng is among them. They will definitely be able to seriously injure it.

After listening to him, his expression did not change, and he asked, "Where is Ye Rong?"

No one dared to speak. Everyone knew that Ye Rong had gone into seclusion, but no one knew why. If they spoke up and caused misunderstandings, and Ye Rong came to settle accounts with them, no one would be in a good situation.

Gu Chenzhou didn't want to waste time, as if he delayed any longer, the situation of Ye Lingyun might get worse.

He said softly: "She is in seclusion."

The man looked at him, his eyes flickering, his eyeballs gleaming like gemstones. He looked at him for a moment, his eyes were very light, very faint, like clouds, slowly falling to the token on Gu Chenzhou's waist, and paused. Before Gu Chenzhou could see clearly, he retracted his gaze, as if he was just simply scanning a stranger.

"Call her out."

I'm in seclusion, how can I call you? Do I have to interrupt my cultivation and advancement?

Gu Chenzhou was confused.

The next moment, the monk with the red sign among the twin sisters took off the token from her waist, used blood as a medium, and injected spiritual power into the token, causing the token to vibrate violently.

The spreading spiritual energy circle fluctuated greatly, wave after wave. Gu Chenzhou half-knelt and held his breath unconsciously. Elder Nanxing easily dissolved the spiritual energy that was approaching him and helped him block it.

Not long after, Ye Rong came hurriedly on her sword. The light trailing from the tail of the sword seemed to have sparks at first glance. She landed on the ground with extremely fast movements, almost breaking the limit, and flashed in front of everyone.

Before he could stand firmly, he was slapped in the face.

There was a loud "pop" sound with great force.

The person was directly thrown out.

There were bloody marks on her face.

"Lord."

Ye Rong got up from the ground, lowered his head, straightened his back, looked calm, and did not resist.

"I'll spare your life for now," the man said softly, "Save my daughter first."

"Take the man away." He took slight steps and turned sideways to signal Ye Rong to come forward.

Elder Nanxing seized the opportunity to speak out to stop him: "Take me to the yard, it's not far."

She was sincere and told him about Ye Lingyun's situation and that she had enough holy medicine for healing. This time Ye Lingyun had an accident in Jianzong. If Jianzong did not make a statement, who knows what the people of Ye family would do next.

It’s better to strike first.

But what she said was also true. She lived in Yuhua Peak next to the main peak. The buildings were decorated in simple style. There were medicinal fields, spiritual eyes, and spiritual ponds everywhere. The medicinal fragrance was strong, the spiritual herbs were abundant, and the medicines were also rich.

There is no better place to heal than here.

The man's brows relaxed slightly and he glanced at Ye Rong, who immediately picked up Ye Lingyun.

They brought their men with them and prepared to fly towards Yuhua Peak on their swords.

The crowd surrounded them and walked forward. Gu Chenzhou was squeezed by the chaotic crowd and blocked outside. He stood there blankly, unable to see the situation of Ye Lingyun, but could only see the blood falling to the ground. As they walked, the blood drops fell to the ground, slowly spread out, and emitted a strong smell of blood.

He was left there, not knowing where to go at this moment.

Gu Chenzhou tried to follow them, but the man seemed to notice him and stopped to look at him.

His expression was indifferent, without any fluctuation, and the look in his eyes when he looked over was almost empty.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and Gu Chenzhou paused, not daring to move forward rashly.

He knelt and saluted, and the man returned the salute with a calm look.

Ye Rong held the person and stood on the sword, then he withdrew his gaze. The red and green messengers walked with him and flew towards Yuhua Peak on the sword.