What's more, those disciples of Wan Zhenshan are not fuel-efficient lamps!

The kind of master you have can teach you the kind of apprentice you have.

"Dad, Fang'er is still in that person's hands!"

Wan Gui saw his father's expression and knew that Wan Zhenshan was moved.

"Senior brother, it's too dangerous here now!" said one of Wan Zhenshan's disciples, "What's more, since Junior Sister Qi Fang has fallen into the hands of the Xue Dao Sect's adulterers, even if she is rescued, what's the use?"

Wan Zhenshan looked at his apprentice's expression and Wan Gui's anxious look.

I know that these disciples are definitely not willing to look for me anymore. If they continue, they will probably turn against me.

"Gui'er, what your senior brother said makes sense, let's go out first and then talk!"

Wan Zhenshan looked at the situation around him and said, "He can't run away!"

"Let's go out and contact our martial arts comrades to jointly deal with the Blood Knife Sect matter!"

When Wan Gui saw his father speaking, he also knew that he had to withdraw. If he continued the pursuit, they might all die here.

At this time, Zhang Yuzhu, who was standing on the canopy of the tree, was also listless, even trying to cheer up.

This is also a sequelae of using Xuemang.

To use the blood light, you need to consume the power of your mind, and Zhang Yuzhu doesn't have much mind power.

After using it three or five times, it reached its limit. This is why Zhang Yuzhu did not dare to attract a siege and practiced hard on external skills.

This time, he succeeded in an external skill, which may be because his mental state has improved. It took him five or six times before such symptoms appeared, but he did not dare to use it again.

If he really fainted, wouldn't he be dead?

Standing on the tree trunk, watching Wan Zhenshan lead people out of the dense forest, he could no longer hold on and fainted directly on the dense canopy.

"Master Wan, have you caught him?"

As soon as Wan Zhenshan walked out, he was surrounded by people from the Jianghu who had withdrawn in advance. They saw that only eight or nine people came out, "Where are the remaining comrades?"

"They..." Wan Zhenshan said with a look of sorrow on his face, "They can't be found. They must have been killed by the thieves from the Blood Knife Sect!"

Those people started to murmur in their hearts when they saw that there were no signs of any action on Wan Zhenshan's body.

The key is that the only people who come out now are basically people from the Wan family, and there are not many other Jianghu comrades.

"Wan Daxia is right!" When he came out again, there were still some Jianghu people alive, and they were also extremely aggrieved, "We didn't meet that person at all."

"The people from the prefect's Yamen are here."

While they were still talking, the people from the prefect's Yamen finally came over.
Chapter completed!