Grudge Breaker

Chapter 137 Hell Review (Part )
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When Mo Tingfeng found Song Weichen, he saw the man in the crimson attire, half-pressing her body with one hand, and pressing her thigh with the other hand. The blood there had stained the hem of her skirt and also made it red. Man's hand.

Mo Tingfeng's eyes were filled with scarlet red. He raised the knife and lowered it. The man's arm had already flown into the air. Then he stabbed straight at the carotid artery. The man's eyes widened as if they were about to fall out. He clutched his throat and fell down.

Hearing the sound, four more fourteen-hole thugs came after him. After all, they were no match for Mo Tingfeng. After three strikes, five divided by two, he sent him to hell with the man in the crimson uniform.
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"Wei Wei, Wei Wei."

Looking at the dying little person on the bed, Mo Tingfeng's heart almost stopped. He called out tremblingly and picked her up with great tenderness - he couldn't imagine what she had gone through. Her face was as pale as paper and there were purple spots at the corners of her mouth. There were bruises and the wound on his thigh was bleeding.

Feeling something strange on her back, he looked through the candlelight, his breath stagnant, and he clearly saw the shocking scar.

Song Weichen was like a candle in the wind. Mo Tingfeng flew out of the cave at high speed. Three more Fourteenth Hole thugs with machetes appeared on the road. He raised his leg and kicked one of them away. He hugged Song Weichen and dodged sideways. The other one, but the third one had already slashed at the shoulder with a knife. In the flash of lightning, he held her with both hands and was unable to do anything. He had to use his inner strength to block the knife with his back.

At the critical moment, with a flash of cold light, a sword flew out across the air and opened the knife. The person who came was none other than Gu Cangyue. He withdrew the sword blade with his backhand. The third thug who had bullied him had already died.

"slight!"

After seeing clearly the condition of the little man in Mo Tingfeng's arms, Gu Cangyue almost wanted to raze the ghost market to the ground.

It was obvious that he was in the middle of a mountain and there was almost no wind, but his silver hair was flying around his clothes, as if he couldn't suppress the rage raging in his body. The thugs around him were all shocked and wanted to hide when they saw him, but they were all killed by him quickly. It was obvious that he had killed him.

Gu Cangyue opened the way, Mo Tingfeng hugged Song Weichen, and soon came to the dark river, where they met Zhuang Yuheng who was escorting the Thirteen Secret Masters to show the way.

Because of the movement here, not only the thugs from the Thirty-Fourth Cave, but also the surrounding treacherous caves gathered around them and blocked them by the dark river.
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Although the three of them are not afraid of taking action at all, it is difficult for these rabble to harm them in the slightest, but fighting will definitely take time, but Song Weichen's condition cannot be delayed at all, and he needs to be treated as soon as possible.

But before entering the ghost market, the three of them all drank the potion to remove spells according to the rules. At this moment, if they want to solve the battle as soon as possible, they must use magic. But if they use the spell, their bodies will explode and die - no one with a single brain cell can do that. Stupid thing.

"Cang Yue and I will fight out as soon as possible and leave Weiwei to you."

As he spoke, Mo Tingfeng gently carried the little man in his arms to Zhuang Yuheng.

Seeing her look, Zhuang Yuheng's heart trembled, "Wei Wei..."

As if she heard Zhuang Yuheng calling her, Song Weichen moved her lips and uttered a word silently, "Help...save, those...girls."

Zhuang Yuheng's eyes flashed after he roughly recognized what she meant. He was in danger but he still cared about others. He didn't know whether to call this girl stupid or kind.
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"Hold her well. Boss Shu gave me this. It's easy not to show it to others, but it will be of great use when necessary."

As he spoke, Zhuang Yuheng took out a Nuo opera mask from his arms. It looked ordinary, except for an unusual gold rim around the eyes. Except for the gold rim, it looks very much like the one Song Weichen wore that night when he and Guyu Yujie visited the Venerable Mansion for the first time.

The Thirteen Secret Masters, who were being escorted by Zhuang Yuheng, trembled when they saw this mask and looked at several people in disbelief.

"This, this, this is the mask of Suzaku, the leader of the four major owners of the ghost market!"

"You...who are you?!"

After hearing this, the three of them looked at each other, and Zhuang Yuheng raised the mask high, "Who dares to stop me!"

Sure enough, those who were closer heard the mask of Suzaku, the big boss, and they all avoided it. Those who were farther away tried to squeeze in, but were pulled tightly by the people in the circle who were retreating.

The three of them left the ghost market as quickly as possible as if they were in a deserted place. At the exit of Pingyang Mountain, Zhuang Yuheng handed over the Thirteen Secret Masters to Ding Heran for interrogation. While Mo Tingfeng carefully carried Song Weichen towards the spirit boat, he and Ye Wujiu briefly explained how the Grudge Breaker would deal with the aftermath. After that, the three of them quickly Take Song Weichen and leave.
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Her injury couldn't wait to be dealt with back home, so the soul-carrying boat flying to Sikong Mansion became a lifeboat.

Although the whiplash injury on Song Weichen's back was large, the injury was in the flesh and the amount of bleeding was controllable. What was dangerous was the wound on the leg. Perhaps it had scratched an artery and was violently raped by the man. The amount of bleeding at the moment was appalling.

Mo Tingfeng carefully sat down against the hull of the boat, letting Song Weichen lean into his arms, being extremely careful to avoid touching the wound on her back, and then gently flattened her injured leg for Zhuang Yuheng to inspect.

"excuse me."

Zhuang Yuheng said something to the unconscious Song Weichen, and then tore the clothes off her legs. The wound was not big but very deep, and it was bleeding. Due to the continuous blood loss, the color of Song Weichen's lips was almost the same as the color of his face. His heartbeat was weak. If he continued like this, he might die at any time.

Before Zhuang Yuheng could speak, Gu Cangyue had already cut his wrist and continued to drip blood on the wound on Song Weichen's leg. Just like he did in Cangyue Mansion in the past, he used his own blood as coagulation to help Song Weichen stop the bleeding and heal the injury.

The few of them didn't speak, and they cooperated very well. It's just that this time Zhuang Yuheng's healing spell didn't need to use the "Sky Ice Soul Condensation Technique" to put Song Weichen into a state of suspended animation. She was already about to die, but she needed to use the "Shensu Soul Resurrection Technique" plus the Yang Huancao. Come and take a breath.

When the wound on Song Weichen's leg stopped bleeding and the wound on his back began to heal, even Gu Cangyue's face turned a little pale due to the huge loss of energy and blood.

While Zhuang Yuheng pinched his wrist to heal his wound, Gu Cangyue looked at Song Weichen intently for a while, then stretched out her other hand to touch her face, and then kissed her forehead - Mo Tingfeng was very unhappy. The taste, but now was not the time to care about this at all, so he could only turn his head away and not look at it.

If Song Weichen were awake, she would definitely jump up and run away. She would be hugged by one person and kissed by the other. What kind of isosceles triangle human Shura field this was.
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"Take care of her for me. I'll go to the upper world to find the elixir. I'll be back soon."

Mo Tingfeng nodded solemnly, Gu Cangyue stood up, checked the direction, and flew away.

"The more medicine that generates blood, strengthens the foundation, and nourishes the soul, the better!"

Before Gu Cangyue disappeared, Zhuang Yuheng shouted after him. Then he walked to Mo Tingfeng and looked at the unconscious little man quietly. He raised his hand for a moment, Zhuang Yuheng's fingertips were glowing, and he lightly brushed the bruises on the corners of her mouth. The corners of her lips that had been injured by the Thirteen Secret Masters immediately returned to their original state.

"Little girl, you are really in trouble. How could you be kidnapped to that damn place when you are so good?"

Hearing this, Mo Tingfeng's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He will definitely find out about this matter. No matter who is behind the scenes, he will definitely make that person irrecoverable.

"I'm afraid I have to stay at your place to recuperate for a while this time. Before Weiwei's body recovers, I'll borrow your place to handle urgent business. You don't object, right?"

"Are my objections valid?"

Zhuang Yuheng muttered, "I heard it at the entrance of the ghost market just now. You asked them to come to Sikong Mansion to discuss matters with you recently, but you didn't ask me for my opinion at that time."

Seeing that Mo Tingfeng was noncommittal, Zhuang Yuheng was too lazy to pay attention to him and just stared at Song Weichen.

"If you ask me, Weiwei's affairs are top priority. Let's investigate this matter first! Also, the secret agent in your house has really neglected his duty. Look at what she has become..."

"Lao Zhuang, you don't know anything. In that kind of environment, the biggest role of a hidden stake is to try to change the predetermined plan of the speaker without revealing the identity. Wu Jiu just told me the situation. That person... did a good job ”

"It's the three of us who save people, and you two are the ones who kill everyone, okay! Anyway, there is plenty of time along the way. Come on, tell me, what did the hidden stakes in your house do?"

"...The injuries on Weiwei's back were caused by hidden stakes."