C515 Who Is Benefactor
Someone was crying.
Although the Han Wu Sect had destroyed two small teams of the Black Feathers Sect, they had also paid a certain price.
The Great Elder and Sect Master Wang Xi had both been slashed three times, and their robes were dyed red with blood.
Although Liu Shishi was fine, Wang Changqing, who had protected her, had become a man made of blood.
Although Wang Changqing was leaning on his saber, standing tall and straight, no one could ignore the blood on his body, as well as the two hideous wounds on his waist that had almost severed him.
In addition to that, two of the three green-robed protectors had died, and the only remaining protector was the vice captain of the Cold Martial Sect. Even though he was barely standing, he had climbed to a very high position in the sect, not only because he was the foster son of the old man, but also because he was a great scholar of both the arts and the culture that the White Phoenix City's mayor had personally praised.
Even though the vice commander was not dead, he had one arm missing, making him look somewhat mournful. However, a heroic and resolute smile still hung on Meng He Tang's face. It was as if the severed arm was nothing more than a trivial matter that would cause others to stare in shock.
Out of the eight disciples that managed to escape death, three died here. One was seriously injured and on the verge of death. The other four died in different degrees.
Death is equal to a permanent separation. If someone dies, then that person will die tragically.
He seemed to have a good relationship with one of the Protectors, perhaps because he had peed on his neck when he was young, Wang Le's mood seemed to be a little low, a little sad, his eyes turned to Chen Chang He who was leaning on the cart eating a biscuit, and immediately became angry.
"Surnamed Chen!" It's fine if we beat you to death but you are too cowardly to come and help. After all, we don't expect you, a lowly coachman, to be able to fight against the Black Feathers Sect! But now that someone on our side has sacrificed himself, even if you don't pretend to be sad, you should at least put down the biscuit in your hand and give the dead person the most basic of respect, right? "
Wang Le's prejudice towards Chen Chang He could already be said to be deeply rooted, no matter what Chen Chang He did, it would never be good in her eyes.
Chen Chang He put down the dry biscuit in his hand, too lazy to retort.
Chen Chang Xiao was disdainful of it, but in Wang Le's eyes, it was a form of weakness, and he could not help but snort: "Useless and useless, Serves you right to be the next person to the donkey cart for the rest of your life!"
The other disciples all agreed.
The kind-hearted Yu Jiao could not bear to see her benefactor humiliated. She gritted her teeth and stepped forward, "Senior Wang, actually, just now, Young Master Chen …"
Wang Jiexi's words did not mean that Jiao Jiao finished them off as she immediately interrupted him with a cold snort, "Jiao Jiao, he's just a lowly coachman, why do you call him Young Noble? You are just too kind, and easily deceived by this lowly person. "
When Bai Wang heard this, his eyes went black and he rolled his eyes!
He had shot the man in black to save Yu Jiao, who was in danger. Originally, this was a very courageous act, but there were far too few people who knew. Even Eldest Miss Wang did not know about this.
Since she mentioned that surnamed Chen, it must have something to do with that donkey husband wanting to save her.
Bai Wang chuckled. "Junior Sister, I think Junior Sister Jiao has something to say. Why don't you wait for her to finish?"
Wang Xiao gawked at Yu Jiao and said, "What do you want to say?"
Yu Jiao gave Bai Wang a grateful look when she got the chance to speak. Bai Wang thought the gratitude was due to the arrow just now. He was even happier now, almost grinning from ear to ear.
At this moment, Yu Jiao spoke up, "Senior Wang, Master Chen was not as heartless as you imagined. During the battle, I almost died to the sword of a 1st level Spirit Origin Stage man in black, and it was Master Chen who killed that person and saved me!"
When they heard this, everyone was slightly stunned. Even the vice-commander Meng He, who had lost an arm and was as resolute as steel, turned his gaze over and began to reevaluate the fellow driving the donkey cart into their lives.
He could actually kill a Spirit Origin Stage cultivator with a single slash?
Wang Xiao was also stunned.
Although Yu Jiao was pure and kind, she would never lie. As long as she lied, her face would turn red like blood. This time, Yu Jiao puffed her chest out bravely with a look of never backing down. Clearly, she wasn't lying.
But how could that be possible?
Chen Changgui was just a lowly mule driver, how could he fight against the Baihua Sect's Black Feathers Army?
At this time, Bai Wang, who had been waiting for Yu Jiao to be grateful to him, immediately jumped out and said unhappily, "Junior Sister Jiao, you are not happy to say it like that now. Although Senior Brother saving Junior Sister is a matter of course, how can you blame my achievements on that lowly ass? "1
The sudden turn of events had caught the attention of everyone.
The Great Elder also shifted his gaze over and asked, "Bai Wang, you said you saved Rou Rou. Is there any evidence?"
Bai Wang immediately stood up and ran to the front of the donkey cart. He brought the corpse of the man in black over and smashed it into the sand. He turned to Yu Jiao and asked, "Junior Sister, I'll ask you this first. Is it this person who wants to kill you?"
Yu Jiao didn't know how to lie so she replied immediately, "Yes."
Bai Wang pulled out the arrow that had pierced through the heart from the back of the corpse and asked, "Everyone, please take a look. Are these arrows my father's unique White Winged Arrow?"
Everyone turned their gazes over and nodded their heads.
A tall disciple nodded and said, "This is indeed the arrow passed down in Junior Bai's family."
A female disciple with an enchanting figure harrumphed, "Junior Sister Jiao Jiao, what's wrong with you? Senior Brother Bai Wang saved your life, and as a fellow disciple, it's fine if you aren't grateful. But why did you place Bai Wang's credit on a lowly donkey?"
Yu Jiao blushed immediately. "I clearly saw that Sir Chen killed the black-clothed swordsman first before the arrow hit him …"
"Alright, alright."
Wang Yue waved his hand and coldly snorted, "You silly girl with the surname Chen, it's fine for you to lie to a fool like Jiao Jiao. Why, you still want to use Jiao Jiao to snatch credit, and earn more silver from our Cold Martial Sect? "Let me tell you, that's not possible. You'd better keep your playthings!"
Bai Wang also let out a snort, obviously disdainful of Chen Chang Gai's act of deceiving the ignorant girl.
Yu Jiao was almost on the verge of tears from anger. She was angry from being wrongly accused, but she was also ashamed for not being able to help her benefactor.
Chen Chang He however, rubbed Yu Jiao's head and smiled: "Silly girl, don't cry anymore. Whose contribution was it to save you? What does it have to do with anyone else?"
Yu Jiao looked at Chen Chang He in distress and said, "But Jiao Jiao doesn't want others to misunderstand her benefactor."
Wang Xiao could not take it anymore, he stood up and pointed at Chen Chang He's nose, "You with the surname Chen, stop trying to seduce me with your words, if not, I, Wang Le, will teach you a lesson!"
Bai Wang took pleasure in the misfortune of his fellow disciples. The other disciples also stood up one after another, looking as if they shared a common enemy.
Seeing this, the old man in black squinted his eyes and touched Wang Xi's arm.
Wang Xi immediately understood and walked forward.
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