Chapter 640: Everything, It's Too Weird!

A flute sounded.

Nanyan thought she had misheard, her eyes widened, she held her breath, and listened carefully.

It's the sound of a flute.

On the surface of the lake, there was a sudden flute sound!

When everyone heard this sudden flute, their bodies froze, especially those men in black who were originally fierce and vicious, holding swords in their hands and about to pounce, but as soon as they heard this sound, they all stopped.

They subconsciously looked at the man in black who had just given the order.

The man in black glanced back.

In his eyes, there was a frustrated, but fierce look.

Gritted his teeth and said, "Fuck, why did you come here at this time." ”

“……”

"Withdraw!"

Nanyan's eyes widened in astonishment.

These people really just withdrew.

They quickly swam to the edge of the empty boat that had just slid over, and several men jumped up with their hands on the side of the boat, and soon rowed the boat away.

Nanyan was still a little apprehensive and looked at the black shadow in the mist, and gradually disappeared.

However, the sound of the flute is getting closer and closer.

Who is this?

What happened this night simply frightened them, Nanyan still grabbed the short sword in his hand, listening to Zhu Feng's increasingly heavy breathing behind him, his breath was hot, and when it blew past his ears, it seemed to be on fire.

Ye Zhen and Ran Xiaoyu also stepped on the water out of breath and clenched the bamboo pole in their hands.

Everyone, staring in the direction where the flute came from.

Another mist of confusion.

A dark shadow slowly emerged from the mist.

I could faintly see that it was a boat, and there seemed to be a thin figure standing on the boat.

The sound of the flute is played by that person.

As he got closer, he could almost see the figure in a gray robe, and he slowly put down the flute in his hand and pointed it at the few of them.

He raised a hand, saluted them, and said loudly—

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."

They were all shocked.

And Nanyan also clearly felt Zhu Feng behind him, and his breath sank suddenly.

Then, it's a Taoist priest?!

With wide eyes, I saw that the ship had sailed through the fog and sailed in front of them, and the one standing at the bow of the boat was really a Taoist priest wearing a gray Taoist robe.

He was older, with a gray beard and wrinkled face.

However, those eyes looked very young.

Although several people were very embarrassed and even stained with blood, when he looked down at them, his eyes were pure, as if he had also driven away the filth from their bodies.

Nan Yan subconsciously said, "You-"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt her breath stop behind her.

And the chest that was clinging to his back slowly left, and the hand holding his waist also hung down softly.

Nanyan looked back and saw that Zhu Feng's face was pale and his eyes were closed.

The whole person, like a puppet with a broken string, fell.

"No ——!"

Nanyan hurriedly reached out and grabbed his hand, but at this time, he couldn't hold him at all, and he was dragged into the water.

Ye Zhen and Ran Xiaoyu also hurriedly pounced.

When the old Taoist priest at the bow of the boat saw it, he said to the Taoist priest rowing on the boat: "Save people." ”

Only then did they see that there were still a few Taoist priests sitting on the boat, and as soon as they heard the old Taoist speak, they jumped into the water and swam over, helping them to pick Zhu Feng out of the water and rescue him on the boat.

Then, slowly, the ship turned its bow and headed towards where they had come.

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The morning bell bursts.

Nanyan was originally leaning on the bedpost at the head of the bed, sleeping, and when he heard the sound of the morning bell, he immediately cheered up again.

Looking down, Zhu Feng still hadn't woken up.

His lips were pale, and his face was an abnormal blush from a high fever.

Nanyan let out a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and gently touched his hand.

Last night, she was rescued from the water by those Taoist priests, and then quickly sailed to this island in their boat, because everything happened too fast, and Zhu Feng was unconscious, which had made her very tormented, and she didn't have time to ask who those Taoist priests were.

All you know is that this is an island.

On the island, there is a mountain.

On the mountainside, is the Taoist temple where they are now.

After entering the Taoist temple, I found that there were still a lot of people here, and they all came up to help, among them, the flute scared away the old Tao of the group of black-clothed people, he was proficient in medical skills, and at a glance, he knew that Zhu Feng was injured.

So, the bandages on his hands were removed.

At that moment, Nanyan almost fainted.

Before, whether it was Zhu Feng or Ye Chen, they simply said that he was injured, so she didn't think much about it, and when she opened the bandage, she found that his palm had been pierced!

And yesterday, he had been toiling, including at night, to protect her with that wounded hand.

Wrestling in the water.

The wound festered and suppurated, it was miserable!

The old man helped him treat the wound, apply medicine, and re-bandage, but the high fever caused by the suppuration of the wound never went away.

All night, worried that he would be uncomfortable, Nanyan kept fighting his spirits and stayed by his side.

At this time, there was some noise outside.

It should be that the Taoist priests of this Taoist temple heard the bell and began to get up and move.

Nanyan cautiously walked to the window, pushed the window open a crack, and couldn't help frowning as he looked at the figures coming and going outside.

Although it is a good thing for them to be rescued, this Taoist temple seems a little strange.

This is also the reason why she didn't dare to close her eyes and stay by Zhu Feng's side all night.

After all, this is Xingluo Lake.

Why is there a Taoist temple in a place that is not marked off the beaten track on the map?

And it seems that the scale is not small.

Who were those men in black last night, and why did they attack them, this is something Nanyan has never figured out.

And these Taoist priests, who are they?

Why did the fierce men in black retreat as soon as they appeared?

Although this is a Taoist temple and a quiet place for monks, everything is too weird, and Nanyan can't help but be vigilant.

After all, Zhu Feng was already ill.

She can't afford to have any more of them.

Just then, she heard footsteps coming from a distance, until she reached the door.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

"Ma'am."

This voice was the old Taoist priest who saved them last night.

Nanyan walked over and opened the door, only to see the old Taoist bowing to her: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." ”

Nanyan said softly: "Dao Chief." ”

The old man smiled and said, "Breakfast has already been set up over there, why don't you go over and use a little?" ”

Nanyan thought for a moment, then looked back at Zhu Feng, who was still unconscious.

She smiled and shook her head.

"I'm not hungry yet."

The old man looked at her with clear eyes: "Madam, I don't want to leave the injured." ”