Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

As soon as the two of them stood still, Liang Zan came over:

"Who do you think will win?"

Looking at the two people standing face to face not far away, with swords drawn, Jingzhi gradually frowned, and even the drunkenness that had just taken over him faded a little:

“No matter who wins, it has to be fast.”

"why?"

Jingzhi didn't answer. Looking at Erdi's increasingly paler face, she felt something was wrong for no reason.

Liang Zan followed her gaze and noticed something was wrong with Erdi. He then stared at Ni Fei opposite him and moved behind Erdi.

"Brother Di, why are you standing there for so long and not starting yet?"

When masters fight, sometimes only a glance is needed. Liang Zan suddenly intervened, and Erdi was a little angry. She stared at Ni Fei opposite her and secretly retreated.

Then, with lightning speed, he stomped on Liang Zan's foot.

"what!"

Liang Zan felt pain and pushed Erdi directly towards Ni Fei.

His movement was like the first shot of the battle, and the two men quickly engaged in combat.

Liang Zan was still standing there watching the fight, when his ears were pricked up the next second.

He howled and looked back, and saw Jingzhi standing on tiptoe with an angry face. His eyes turned:

"Didn't you say you wanted it quick?"

Jingzhi's teeth were almost gnashing with sparks. She quickly pulled Liang Zan aside by his ear:

"This isn't the right way to be fast. Sometimes taking the initiative isn't a good thing!"

"Ouch, auntie, please let go of my young master! You're twisting his ears until they turn purple!"

Tongcai howled as if someone was twisting his ears. Looking at Liang Zan's ears, which were red and transparent and were lifted in the air, he felt so distressed, but he didn't dare to go forward.

Liang Zan was in the wrong and felt guilty for the moment, so he did not struggle.

Jingzhi ignored him and kept glancing at the two people who were fighting. For a moment, the three of them were in a stalemate.

In just a short while, the two men had already exchanged dozens of moves.

Ni Fei was already angry, so his moves were fierce and aimed directly at Erdi's throat.

Although Erdi took the initiative, she had to block his palm technique which was meant to teach him a lesson. Seeing that he was at a disadvantage, Jingzhi couldn't help but pull Liang Zan's ear up again.

This brat!

"Jingzhi, let go, let go, it's really going to fall!"

"Humph!"

Perhaps it was because of the noise over here that Erdi was distracted and was punched in the chest by Ni Fei. Erdi stepped back sideways and suddenly her face showed a strange look.

Jingzhi, who had been observing the battle here, followed Erdi's gaze and saw that it was Ni Fei's fist.

Ni Fei was very wealthy, and all five of his fingers were covered with rings inlaid with agate and gemstones. Jingzhi's eyelids jumped, and he immediately sneered:

"Ni Fei, we're all fighting bare-handed, and you're carrying a weapon, how can you be considered a hero?!"

Ni Fei was angry and aggrieved. He turned around and looked at Jingzhi under the lamp.

"I don't!"

Jingzhi's face remained expressionless. She caught a glimpse of Erdi, who was pursing her lips to endure the pain. She snorted softly:

"You hit someone with the ring on and it's not considered a crime? Can a human fist be harder than stone?"

"You!" Ni Fei's followers gritted their teeth and stared at her fiercely, their eyes so fierce that they seemed to want to bite off a piece of her flesh.

Jingzhi sat steadily, even picking up Erdi's cup and pouring herself a cup of tea. She took a sip and said:

"Am I wrong?"

Her words and actions were like a bucket of cold water, chilling Ni Fei to the bone. He immediately waved his hand to stop his subordinates from rushing forward. Anxious and angry, he pulled out the ten rings from his hands and stuffed them into his subordinates' arms. He then showed his empty hands to Erdi, but his eyes were fixed on Jingzhi:

"Is it okay this time?"

Jingzhi: "Oh."

She took another sip of tea and glanced at Erdi from the corner of her eyes. When she saw the surprise and a flash of shame on his face, Jingzhi drank the tea in the cup with a smile and said to Ni Fei:

"please!"

This scene, which seemed like a communication between eyes, completely ignited Ni Fei's anger. He gritted his teeth and turned around to attack Erdi like a mad dog. Erdi countered his moves and remained very stable, gradually turning the situation around.

The two fought all the way from the courtyard to the narrow wooden bridge. The wooden planks kept shaking with their kicks and strikes, and the wood creaked. Jingzhi's heart gradually began to lift.

But don’t break it!

Fortunately, after a few moves, the two of them jumped to the other side. She quickly followed him, and just as she was about to cross the bridge, an attendant stood at the end of the bridge and reached out to stop her.

"Step aside!"

As she spoke, she glanced at Erdi's back, fearing that he would be hit accidentally. However, the follower crossed his palms in front of him, as if he was ready to confront her. Jingzhi snorted:

"I don't have time to fight you. Don't think I can't get through by blocking this broken bridge!"

She wanted to use her spiritual power, but she heard the rustling of the onlookers. Jingzhi feinted a shot at the follower to the left, then suddenly ran to the right, then took two steps back, rushed forward, strode directly across the water, and landed steadily on the opposite side.

She hadn't paid attention to Erdi for just a short while, and when she regained her composure, she discovered that Erdi's condition had taken a turn for the worse.

He was breathing rapidly, his exhalation was not smooth, and he sometimes coughed a few times as if he couldn't catch his breath.

Seeing Ni Fei's whip kick straight towards his temple, Jingzhi's pupils shrank, and he stepped forward and kicked away Erdi's ankle that had just passed her ear.

"Take advantage of others' danger!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Erdi's body swayed, and she squatted down while holding onto the pillar.

He felt that his chest was stuffy like an old bellows. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't breathe in any air effectively. At the same time, his throat was itchy, causing him to cough continuously, but it didn't relieve the pain at all.

"Erdi, how are you?"

After scolding Ni Fei, she immediately squatted down and supported Erdi's limp body on the ground. Seeing that he was sweating coldly, Jingzhi was extremely anxious.

She didn't have time to see Ni Fei's expression, she looked up and called out to Liang Zan:

"Liang Zan, come here quickly!"

"It turns out that Master Liang is ill."

Ni Fei was scolded so badly by Jingzhi that he couldn't even raise his head. He just watched from a distance and didn't dare to come closer.

Liang Zan pushed away the followers who wanted to block his way, took two steps at a time, and leaped over. Together with Jingzhi, he lifted Erdi's shoulders and helped him stand up.

At this moment, he felt guilty and angry, and he wanted to travel through time and space to take back the provocative words he had just said to Ni Fei. But wasn't the culprit still Ni Fei?!

Good heavens, it's more like the Hongmen Banquet!

In such a brief moment, Liang Zan suddenly realized and couldn't help but mock Ni Fei:

"Otherwise, would you still be standing here?!"

Erdi was out of breath at this moment, clutching her chest, and even cursed in a weak voice:

"Speak up."

Jingzhi glared at him:

"Still talking! You shut up too! Liang Zan, go call the doctor, quickly! I'll take Erdi back first!"

After saying that, she pulled up Erdi's limp arm and put it on her shoulder, then with a force, she carried him on her back, turned around and ran.

"Young Master, are we going to chase them?" An attendant stared at their departing figures and moved to Ni Fei's ear to ask.

"Snapped!"

Caught off guard, Ni Fei slapped him in the face.

"Do you think I have the nerve to chase you?... Get lost!"

……

……

"Heh...heh...Jingzhi, put me down. I can walk by myself."

It was the first time in his life that he was carried on the back of a woman, and she saw how miserable he was. Erdi, who was out of breath, suddenly felt that he was a little embarrassed, so he struggled to get off.

Unexpectedly, Jingzhi dragged his body backwards with one hand, and with the other hand, she held the big hand on her shoulder and pulled it forward. Erdi's body, which was originally loosely pressed against her back, was now firmly pressed against her.

"What the hell! You're already out of breath, so just stop talking. We'll be there soon, don't be afraid!"

When she ran to the dark place, she gritted her teeth and attached her spiritual power to her legs. In an instant, her running speed increased significantly. Erdi felt that the bumps were less, but the wind blowing in her face was stronger, and she seemed to be floating.

He thought to himself, could it be that she even knows Qinggong?

The next second, he was coughing again because of the cold air blowing in his face.

"Erdi, put your head on my shoulder, quick!"

Hearing him cough, Jingzhi stopped and explained hurriedly.

"Heh...heh...men and women...cough cough cough...don't touch each other."

Jingzhi's forehead was throbbing with veins. The little hand behind him slapped his butt hard and started running again.

"Brother, this is not the time to be stubborn. If you can't breathe, you'll die."

Her voice began to tremble, and even had a barely perceptible cry tone, and her eyes gradually turned red again.

This feeling of losing her lover made her think of the time when Lin Feng was going through the tribulation.

She didn't want to experience that moment again, when she felt powerless and could only resign herself to her fate.

The remaining drunkenness had been suppressed by the cool breeze and his critical condition, and the strings in her mind were now tense.

Suddenly, two big hot tears ran down her temples and, along with the strong wind, hit Erdi's face heavily. He was stunned for a moment, and even his rapid breathing stopped for a moment.

Did he actually... make her cry again?

As if he was embarrassed, he did not wipe away the two tears on his face, but slowly buried his head in her shoulder. After a long while, he said sullenly:

"……sorry."

Jingzhi's breathing stagnated, as if she had returned to that heart-wrenching day. The words Lin Feng said to her before his death seemed to overlap with his words now, and her heart skipped a beat.

"Don't say that. I will save you. I will definitely save you!"

As she said this, her voice trembled even more violently. Endless panic instantly filled her mind from every corner, and her rationality gradually faded away.

She stepped on the ground and gradually rose into the air with Erdi, flying towards Le Fengnian, the only person with a lighted sign in the darkness in the distance. She then reached back to hold his wrist and transmit spiritual energy.

When Erdi calmed down a little, she realized something was wrong.

Even if it was light work, there was no bumpiness at all. Moreover, he felt a warm current coming from his wrist, slowly flowing through his arm, and then into his body. Not only did the stuffiness in his chest ease a little, but even his body, which was chilled by the night wind, became much warmer.

Is she...teaching him a skill?

She is still so young, how can she learn the skills in a few years? Erdi is very distressed:

"Oh...Jingzhi...don't...oh...I'm not worthy of you doing this."

As he spoke, he twisted his wrist. With this movement, the contact between the skin and flesh loosened a lot, and Jingzhi was forced to cut off the transmission of spiritual power.

Her brows were furrowed so tightly that they looked like balls, but when she saw that his breathing had become a little calmer, she didn't force him.

She just pushed him up again, hooked her hands tightly around his legs, and flew faster and faster, wishing she could get on his little bed in an instant.

But it was not much different. The opera troupe was located by the moat, and the restaurant was in the center of the city wall, only a few miles away. She was fast, and in a short while, Jingzhi flew to the back door of Le Fengnian.

Fortunately, it was already late, she flew quickly, and happened to be wearing dark clothes tonight, so no one should see them.

As soon as she landed, she picked up Erdi, whose face was as pale as paper, and ran straight to the inner room, saying as she ran:

"If I think it's worth it, then it's worth it."

As she spoke, she tentatively asked him, who was stunned in her arms:

"What do you think?"

She glanced down at him, only to see him suddenly turn his head and look away, his mouth tightly shut, obviously not wanting to answer the question.

The light in Jingzhi's eyes dimmed again in an instant.

When will he stop pushing her away?

Soon, they arrived beside his bed. Jingzhi gently put him down and couldn't help but ask with concern:

"How's it going? Are you okay?"

Seeing her anxious eyes red, Erdi felt a pang in her heart, but she turned her face away from her and twitched her lips:

"I can't die for the time being."

"you!!!"

Jingzhi looked at his indifferent and resisting look and wanted to punch him twice.

Seeing that his chest was rising and falling slightly and he was coughing from time to time, she really didn't dare to touch him at all.

What if he died from one punch?

The one who feels sorry for her must be her, right?

She pursed her lips tightly, forcefully pulled away his hand that was trying to resist, closed her eyes, and transferred some spiritual power to him. After he looked better, she stood up and walked out.

"I'm going to go out and see if Liang Zan has come to find the doctor. You rest for a while."