Lin Mengyao stunned: "What's wrong with him?"
"I don't know, it has nothing to do with me." Li Heng shook his head and quickly walked a few steps aside.
Lin Mengyao said angrily: "I know it has nothing to do with you, you don't have to run that far, no one suspects that you did it."
"Let me see." Li Heng paused, walked slowly to Li Zicheng's side, and kicked him in the leg.
Li Zicheng's body trembled slightly, and he was still curled up on the ground, but the blood under him grew more and more, and the color of the blood grew more and more.
"If this continues, I'm afraid he will bleed and die." Lin Mengyao said.
"I know." Li Heng returned to him.
"Then you still don't help him up quickly, can you let me and the saint help?" Lin Mengyao gritted her teeth.
"... Okay." Li Heng reluctantly agreed, but he did not move.
Li Zicheng's breath is getting weaker and weaker, but Li Heng has been staring at him as if he hasn't noticed. After a long time, when Lin Mengyao couldn't bear it, and when Lin Mengyao could not bear it, he rolled up his sleeves and went up to argue with Li Heng. Squatted down.
He put his index finger on Li Zicheng's nose, noticed that there was still a faint breath, and said with confidence, "I can't die."
Bai Ruobing suddenly came up with money, squatted opposite Li Heng, raised his index finger and placed Li Zicheng’s nose: "It is indeed still alive. I don’t know if this brother has an old illness. If something goes wrong at the Yin Yang gate, I don’t know what to do. Explain to Jianzong."
Li Heng decisively picked up Li Zicheng and said, "Where is the resting place? I will take him back to heal his injuries."
"I'll take the senior brother over." Bai Ruobing turned and walked forward with a fluttering dress. Li Heng pressed the corner of his mouth tightly, but didn't move a step.
Lin Mengyao walked over and said in a cool tone: "The beauty is kindly invited, why are you like a wood?"
"Which eye did you see the beauty?" Li Heng cast her a glance.
"Huh." Lin Mengyao turned and walked away.
Li Heng lightly sighed, the eccentricity of the Yin-Yang Gate became more and more, what is the identity of this woman? What is the magic weapon in his body
Li Zicheng hit the woman as soon as he appeared, and the method was really magical.
Bai Ruobing took Li Heng to a courtyard, made tea himself, and waited for Li Heng to put Li Zicheng down and walk out of the house, then slowly got up.
"Brother, is there a serious problem with that Sword Sect brother?" Bai Ruobing took a step forward.
Li Heng took a step, walked around to the table, looked at the tea on the table, and a divine light flashed in his eyes.
"Senior brother, does he have a prejudice against the slave family?" Bai Ruobing turned around, eagerly crying, with a vague tone.
Li Heng said directly: "Never." There was a bit of caution in his eyes.
"Dare to ask brother why he treated the slave house so coldly?" Bai Ruobing took another step forward.
Li Heng looked up at Bai Ruobing for the first time, and said, "Then what should I do?"
"... The slave family still doesn't know the name of the senior," Bai Ruobing sighed and turned to the subject: "The senior Jianzong is in a physical condition. I hope that the senior will take care of him. I will report it to the master and send a doctor to check it out."
"Okay." Li Heng said indifferently.
Bai Ruobing looked at Li Heng reluctantly and turned to leave. Lin Mengyao pushed the door behind him and walked in: "Those Jianzong people have been taken elsewhere."
"Sure enough." Li Heng fell on the soft couch next to him, not surprisingly.
"How do you know?" Lin Mengyao was not convinced.