Chapter 1243

Zhao Changyuan's mind was uncertain. He turned and looked back. He saw that the lights were bright in the other garden, and there was a burst of noise shouting to kill.

Taking back his sight, Zhao Changyuan looked at the road and said with a grin, "master, I'll let you know if you mention it next time."

"Don't talk nonsense." Su You snorted coldly and suddenly loosened his hand holding Zhao Changyuan, startling Zhao Changyuan.

However, Su you only loosened his palm for a moment, and the next moment he grasped Zhao Changyuan again, disappearing into the night at an unabated speed.

Behind Su you, several cold and fierce figures came quickly.

Even with Zhao Changyuan in his hand, Su you threw away the shadow behind him, smoothly returned to the residence where several people lived and stopped nearby.

"Master, are you all right?" After Zhao Changyuan stood firm, the first thing was to rush to Su you, hold Su you with both hands and ask in a hurry.

"Nothing." Su you looked arrogant, but a blood stain appeared on his mind.

"Master." Zhao Changyuan frowned fiercely, and a touch of bitterness and bitterness rose in his heart.

"This little injury is nothing." Su you looks down and waves his hand carelessly.

"Help me back to my room and have a rest. Don't let Xiao Han run into me." Su you took a deep breath, stood firm and wouldn't let Zhao Changyuan help him.

Zhao Changyuan nodded gently, followed Su you carefully, and watched the stubborn man swagger towards his room step by step.

But Gong Yueyue, who has been paying attention to the movement outside, can't find that Su you and Zhao Changyuan are back.

As soon as he pushed the door and saw the two figures, Gong Yueyue was happy first, and then his pretty face suddenly changed. His eyes turned red and rushed to Su you.

"You're hurt!" Gong Yueyue's eyes were immediately attracted by the blood in front of Su You's chest, the corners of his eyes were redder, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"A little flesh wound is not in the way." Su you smiled and asked Gong Yueyue to help him, proudly saying:

"That man was hurt much more by your father. I'm afraid it's difficult to go down to the ground. It won't affect you in the next game."

Gong Yueyue listened to these, but he felt more guilty in his heart. If he didn't have enough skills, how could su you go out late at night to fight with the strong enemy and come back stained with blood?

"I'm a little tired. First help me back to my room to have a rest. I'll talk about anything tomorrow." Seeing Gong Yue gnashing his teeth to speak, Su you immediately took the lead and said.

"OK." Gong Yueyue pressed down his heart and rushed to the idea of bieyuan. He nodded solemnly and carefully helped Su you back to the room.

Zhang Linfeng, who had fallen asleep, heard the news and ran out in his coat. He was also shocked to see Su you injured.

"Uncle Su, are you badly hurt?" Zhang Linfeng trotted to meet him, with worry and regret on his lovely face.

"Not as heavy as that man." Su you laughed and walked to the room.

"Well, you all go and have a rest. I'm going to have a rest." Su you waved his hand and bluntly waved back a few people.

"Sorry, it was all my ideas that hurt uncle su." Leaving Su You's room, Zhang Linfeng immediately stirred his fingers and bowed his head to admit his mistake to Gong Yueyue.

"It's not your fault." Gong Yueyue was stunned for a moment. Remorse and guilt flashed in her reddish eyes. She raised her hand and touched Zhang Linfeng's head and whispered:

"It's all forced by those high-ranking people. It has nothing to do with you."

"But..." Zhang Linfeng looked up and was afraid of it. In fact, Zhang Linfeng is most worried that Gong Yueyue will anger her.

However, after carefully looking at Gong Yueyue's face, Zhang Linfeng calmed down a lot. Because although Gong Yueyue was sad and angry, he didn't mean to attack himself.

"Shifu's martial arts are so high. Maybe it's really skin trauma. Besides, I'm a miracle doctor. You don't need to worry. Go back and have a rest first." Zhao Changyuan also squeezed out a smiling opening and comforted Gong Yueyue to go back first.

"Well, let me tell you it's a skin injury." Su You snorted, took back his hand and covered his chest again.

"Physically, it's really a skin injury." Zhao Changyuan nodded and stared at Su you with flashing eyes, opening his mouth:

"But the meridians in your body are broken by 30%, and your internal power is disordered and seriously dissipated!"

Su you raised his eyebrows and changed his face, but soon showed disdain and arrogance. He turned to Zhao Changyuan and said:

"It's only thirty percent. I'm afraid the muscles and veins in the man's body are broken fifty percent."

Zhao Changyuan's eyebrows jumped again. Five percent of the main muscles and veins of Jiuyou hall were broken... I didn't hear anything. How did these two fight so fiercely and silently?

"Forget it, I'll give you some gold sore medicine first. As for internal injury, I can't hide it from younger martial sister."

Zhao Changyuan shook his head and said with a sigh.

"Do you need to hide? Even if my muscles and veins are broken by 30%, I can't handle those reckless people in the Jianghu! "

Su You's laughter is still full of pride and arrogance. But after Zhao Changyuan drugged his chest injury, he still fell asleep.

Sitting at the head of Su You's bed, looking at Su You's tired and sleeping appearance, Zhao Changyuan couldn't help sighing, tucked in the quilt for Su you, got up and sat at the table outside.

Waiting for less than a incense burning time, there was indeed a commotion outside. Dozens of torches lit up Zhao Changyuan's residence.

"Son Shen, my son is invited." A little boy in black, with a cold face, stood at the front of the crowd and shouted in a deep voice.

"What do you want to do?" Gong Yueyue lay on the bed tossing and turning, couldn't sleep, and heard the movement outside. He got up and rushed out. When he saw the people outside, he immediately stared at a pair of big eyes and squeezed his fist. His heart was full of anger.

"My childe has invited childe Shen." The man glanced at Gong Yueyue, ignored him directly and continued to shout.

Zhao Changyuan opened the door and walked out quickly, with a steady smile on Jun's face.

Of course, Gong Yueyue was not at ease. Zhao Changyuan followed them alone. They went with Zhao Changyuan. Those people had no choice but to lead them back to bieyuan in a hurry.

The whole bieyuan was brightly lit in the dark, with figures standing with torches everywhere, and the air was filled with solemn and solidified air pressure.

Zhao Changyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked around quickly. He didn't see the figure of Qifeng.

"Hello, please come in." The guide took Zhao Changyuan and Gong Yueyue to a wooden house deep in the other garden, and the cold voice opened the door.

Zhao Changyuan and Gong Yueyue looked at each other, stepped into the door, and saw the proud figure at a glance.

"Son Shen, Miss Su, the prince didn't bother you to have a rest." The proud figure slowly turned around, revealing the deeper and fierce face of the eldest prince Jiang Feng illuminated by the candle light.

"The great prince is serious. I don't know what's important for the great prince to call Shen late at night?" Zhao Changyuan quickly arched his hands back, and Jun's face was respectful.

"Prince, there is a man here who needs to be treated by childe Shen." Jiang Feng's face slowly burst into a smile and raised his hand to a corner of the room.