Chapter 368 The Oriental Pearl

When he opened his eyes, he found that he was in a different place. He looked carefully at Feng Congyun's room. When he remembered what happened before he fainted, he quickly looked at his clothes. Fortunately, they were still intact.

He had just breathed a sigh of relief when Feng Congyun's voice came, "Zeng Xiaoyu, you are too much! I kindly brought you to me, do you... think I will do anything to you?"

He hurriedly got up and found Feng Congyun standing at the door staring at him, his face full of displeasure.

"Senior sister, I...I don't mean that!"

Feng Congyun said coldly, "Are you awake? Can you get out of bed? Go away quickly!"

Zeng Xiaoyu read from her eyes that she was really angry. It seemed that she was really angry.

"Senior Sister, am I really leaving?" He packed his clothes and passed by Feng Congyun, "Get out!" Feng Congyun raised his leg and kicked him forward for several steps, but still couldn't control it. He fell to the ground with a bang, rolled and crawled down the slope.

"You can die if you fall!" Feng Congyun cursed hatefully and closed the door casually.

Zeng Xiaoyu rolled down the hillside and hit something with a thud. It didn't feel like a hard object. He stopped and looked carefully, and was shocked to find a person covered in blood lying down the hillside.

The man lay on the ground, unable to see his face clearly, and he got up and wanted to run away. The man suddenly stretched out a hand to hold him, "Save me!"

He hesitated for a moment and helped the man up with his backhand, and found that he was a young man about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with beautiful eyebrows and straight nose and square mouth. He was a handsome figure, but his face turned pale and his expression was impotence. His chest was soaked with black blood.

"Save me!" The young man spitted out two more words, then tilted his head and fainted.

Zeng Xiaoyu no longer hesitated and carried the man on his back and ran towards the forest quickly.

When he came to the flying house, he took great effort to get him up. Fortunately, at night, no one saw him. The man was lying in the flying house and was not sure of his life or death. Zeng Xiaoyu carefully checked his wound. It was a sword wound, which was on his left rib. If he had a little deeper, he would probably have lost his life.

Zeng Xiaoyu had nothing in his hand. He jumped out of the flying house and thought about it, but decided to ask others if there was any medicine to treat the trauma, and got up and ran to Lin Wai.

After running a few steps, he stopped again. If someone asked him what he was doing with medicine, what should he say? His eyes fell on a stone beside the forest. He gritted his teeth, picked up the stone and scratched his calves. He suddenly felt blood flowing, heart-wrenching pain. He threw away the stone, wrapped his wound casually, and ran to the depths of the valley.

After running a few steps, he ran into someone head-on. When he saw it carefully, he saw Shi Chongtian. He felt like he was savior. He grabbed Shi Chongtian and asked, "Senior Brother, I have my leg injured. Do you have any medicine?"

Shi Chongtian looked him from top to bottom, his eyes lit up and said, "You are... Zeng Xiaoyu? Are you not dead?"

Zeng Xiaoyu nodded repeatedly, "I'm not dead, I'm just a little injured." As he said that, he pulled up his trouser legs and asked Shi Chongtian to see.

Shi Chongtian squatted down and looked at it for a while and said, "There is no big problem. It must be scratched by the stone. I have hemostatic medicine. Come with me."

I took herbs from Shi Chongtian, but Shi Chongtian held him back, "Zeng Xiaoyu, my help is not for nothing. You have to remember to return a golden bead next month!"

Zeng Xiaoyu thought to himself that a golden bead was probably difficult! He casually said a few words and got rid of Shi Chongtian and returned to the forest.

He was about to climb up the flying house when he suddenly found a crack in the wooden door. The young man poked his head out to see him and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

Zeng Xiaoyu raised the medicinal herbs in his hand and said, "I am the one who just saved you, Zeng Xiaoyu! I'm here to find medicine for you."

"Twist it up!" The young man had no intention of letting him up.

He was stunned for a moment and threw the medicine on it. The young man caught it, retracted his head and closed the door to death.

After a while, a burst of white smoke floated out of the wooden door, and Zeng Xiaoyu was shocked, "What are you doing? Don't order my house!"

He didn't hear any reaction, so he gritted his teeth and climbed up.

When I opened the door, I saw the young man sitting upright, his whole body was wrapped in a thick fog, his eyes closed and motionless.

He found that his house had not been lit, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "How are you?" After the words fell, his eyes were filled with a flash, and the wind sounded. The young man's palm slapped his shoulder heavily, and Zeng Xiaoyu screamed and fell down on his back.

Fortunately, he had experience of being dropped before, so he was prepared for it this time. After landing, he carried his back on the ground, but the powerful impact force still made him cough violently.

I took my house and beat me down? Is this a reason? Zeng Xiaoyu became more and more angry the more he thought about it. He cursed the bastard inwardly, got up and crawled back.

This time there was no sound in the room. He shouted Xiangsheng and did not answer. He thought to himself, was he dead?

He rushed to the flying house in two steps, opened the wooden door and saw that the young man closed his eyes and lay on the wooden bed dying.

Zeng Xiaoyu was shocked and reached out to pull him. The young man suddenly opened his eyes and smiled, "Don't touch me, go down!"

Without waiting for his response, a powerful force came and Zeng Xiaoyu fell down on his back.

It's really...unreasonable!

Even if Zeng Xiaoyu can tolerate it, he can't stand it twice and falls on the same place in the same position. This is... too embarrassing, right?!

"Come out for me! Don't stay at my house!"

The young man poked out from the wooden door and smiled slightly and said, "Zeng Xiaoyu, my name is Dongfang Mingzhu. From now on, we are friends." After that, Dongfang Mingzhu closed the door to death again.

Zeng Xiaoyu gasped hard, "Oriental Pearl, get down!"

The wooden door opened, and the Oriental Pearl poked his head out and raised a finger to put it beside his mouth, "Soft sound! I can't live if I'm discovered by others, I can't live, nor can you."

Can you survive? Zeng Xiaoyu's heart was thrilled. Could it be that he was a fugitive?

After saying this, Dongfang Mingzhu closed the wooden door again, and Zeng Xiaoyu had no choice but to stand below for luck.

After a while, the night became even darker. Dongfang Mingzhu opened the wooden door and jumped gently to Zeng Xiaoyu, which scared him, "Are you okay?"

Dongfang Mingzhu bowed deeply and said, "I thanked you for your life-saving kindness first. Tell me, what do you want?"

Zeng Xiaoyu blurted out, "I want you to go quickly, the farther the better!"

Dongfang Mingzhu laughed and said, "Although my trauma has healed, my vitality has not recovered yet and I can't leave for the time being. Brother Zeng, please take care of me for a few more days!" After saying that, he stumbled on his feet, flew up straight upwards, and flew in with his back to the wooden door.

Just this... I haven't recovered my energy yet? Who can believe it? Anyway, he doesn't believe it!

"Brother Xiaoyu, do you have something to eat for me? I'm hungry."
Chapter completed!