However, the atmosphere around seemed a little different. Some of the surrounding cultivators surrounded the old man's family, while He Shu and others protected the old man. The atmosphere seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.
In addition to the groups of people surrounding the old man and He Shu, there were some who had left when they saw that something was not right. However, Xie Yan and Old Man Xie from the Xie family were standing not far away and watching. When they saw her coming down, they walked over happily.
She calmly withdrew her gaze from the surroundings and slowly walked towards the dying old man. She saw that half of the old man's clansmen were also ready to attack him, as if they wanted to take advantage of the old man's injury to kill him.
"Did he fall down?" Fengjiu raised her eyebrows and looked at He Shu.
"Mr. Jiu, you're down?" He Shu was very happy to see him. "I was worried that you might fall down from up there, but now that I see you're down safely, I'm relieved."
As he spoke, he remembered Feng Jiu's question, so he hurriedly said, "The senior did fall down, but when he fell down, his clansmen were fighting among themselves. Some wanted to catch him, and some tried to stop him. I couldn't bear to see it, so I lent a hand to help, but I didn't expect these people to want to attack us."
Hearing this, Fengjiu nodded. So that's how it is.
"Xiaojiu." The old man of the Xie family and Xie Yan came over with their men and stood beside her.
"Why don't you go back?"
Feng Jiu asked. After all, if the people here took action, there would be consequences. Some families who understood this had already left early, but they were still staying here.
"We wanted to wait until you were safe before leaving." Xie Yan said, looking at Feng Jiu, and asked worriedly: "Do you know them?"
Feng Jiu glanced at the dying old man and said, "Not bad!" She glanced at the monks who were surrounding her, raised her brows and asked, "You guys are not leaving?"
Inexplicably, when the monks saw the red-robed young man asking this question calmly, they felt vaguely uneasy, as if as long as they made the wrong choice, a heart-wrenching murderous intention would be waiting for them. The breath of death was so strong, so strong that it made their hearts lift up because of the young man's words. For a moment, they hesitated.
"Kid, stop meddling in other people's business... Yeah!"
One of the old man's clansmen stared at Fengjiu fiercely and shouted at her. However, before he could finish his words, a cold light flashed out and he fell to the ground with a muffled groan. In that scene, the life of a peak immortal monk ended in the blink of an eye.
The surroundings fell silent in an instant. No one spoke. They just watched the scene quietly and in awe. Especially the monks who had been surrounding the scene, they retreated without a trace and quickly fled into the distance.
“Come back!” Upon seeing this, one of the old man’s clansmen’s face changed drastically, and he couldn’t help but step back, staring at Fengjiu with vigilance and horror.
When the dying old man saw Fengjiu trying to help him, he couldn't help but sighed: "My little friend, you are asking for trouble. Why do you do this?" He was not related to him, so why should he get himself into trouble
Feng Jiu curled her lips and smiled: "If my strength does not allow it, I will naturally not help you, but since my strength allows it, and I have the ability to save your life, why should I just stand by and watch?"