Chapter 388 This fox is the number one fox in its master's heart

"Old man, could you do me a favor now?"

Lu Chuan spoke in a serious tone.

Nalan Jie immediately stood up straight.

"Young friend Lu, please give your orders. I will gladly die for you."

"It's not that serious."

"Go find President Lei Qianjue now."

"Have him notify all the warriors remaining in the southern city."

"Everyone, gather outside my villa before midnight tonight."

"Especially those who are wounded."

"Call all those who are missing arms or legs in."

"If anyone finds their severed limb, be sure to bring it with them."

Lu Chuan quickly said.

Upon hearing this, Nalan Jie froze on the spot.

My mind was buzzing, and I exclaimed in shock.

"Young friend Lu...you...you're going to..."

He could hardly believe his own guess.

There are at least a thousand injured martial artists in Nancheng right now.

Is Lu Chuan going to treat everyone?

How is that possible?

Lu Chuan nodded.

"Um."

"My master just passed on a little secret technique to me from a distance before he went into seclusion."

"I just tried it on you guys, and it worked pretty well."

"Perhaps I can at least help everyone."

He attributed the credit to Emperor Wu of Nancheng.

This explanation makes more sense.

"hiss."

Nalan Jie gasped again.

It was incredibly shocking.

This secret technique indeed came from the Martial Emperor of the Southern City.

Just how strong is the Martial Emperor of Nancheng?

Moreover, Senior Martial Emperor of Nancheng even passed on this heaven-defying secret technique to Lu Chuan.

This shows that Lu Chuan holds a very high position in the hearts of his seniors.

Nalan Jie was so excited that his face turned completely red.

"it is good."

"I'll go and inform Chairman Lei right away."

"Young friend Lu's kindness and virtue will be forever unforgettable for the martial artists of Nancheng."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and ran.

We must quickly tell Lei Qianjue this wonderful news.

The south of the city is saved.

Nalan Yanran was left standing there, looking at Lu Chuan with a complicated expression.

I am grateful.

There is reverence.

There's also a kind of inexplicable sense of loss.

Suddenly, she remembered the question the old man in the blue robe had asked her at the Twin Saints' Ruins.

I'm reminded of today's defenses in the inner city.

The image of oneself giving up in despair.

"Senior Brother Lu."

Nalan Yanran finally spoke.

The sound was very soft.

"Is it really impossible to see Senior Martial Emperor of Nancheng again?"

Lu Chuan looked at her.

He had seen the opponent's performance on the battlefield today through his clone.

Although weak.

But daring to stand in front of the giant bear demon spirit shows some backbone.

"Have you figured out that problem?"

Lu Chuan suddenly asked a question.

Nalan Yanran trembled.

Of course, I know which issue Lu Chuan was referring to.

The reason for wielding the sword.

Today, facing the moment of life and death, she finally gained some insight.

Nalan Yanran nodded vigorously.

"Um."

"I've figured it out."

Lu Chuan smiled.

"OK."

"I will convey your words to Master."

"He will naturally come to see you whenever he feels he can."

Nalan Yanran suddenly raised her head.

Her eyes immediately welled up with tears.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Lu."

He bowed deeply to Lu Chuan again before leaving.

The second floor.

At the corner of the stairs.

Hu Mei leaned half her body out.

Seeing this, he curled his lip in disdain.

"cut."

"Little Nalan, how dare you try to seduce my master?"

"What makes you think you can compare to me?"

"With your skinny body, it's no wonder your master would never be interested in you."

"You still think about the Martial Emperor of Nancheng every day."

"You have no idea that the man standing in front of you is the Southern City Martial Emperor you are looking for."

"Hahaha, what an idiot."

Hu Mei was extremely pleased with herself.

This feeling of possessing core secrets made her feel that her position beside her master was unmatched.

……

Time flies.

Night quickly enveloped the southern city completely.

The evening breeze carried a lingering, strong smell of blood.

10 PM.

Outside the villa where Lu Chuan lives.

People began to appear one after another.

These people were supporting each other; some were using crutches, while others were being carried on stretchers.

They were all warriors who survived the city defense battle today.

Everyone was wrapped in bandages, and blood seeped through the bandages.

Lei Qianjue walked at the very front.

Although he was rescued by the Martial Emperor of Nancheng.

However, due to the severity of his previous injuries, he still walks with a limp.

Baili Xuandao followed beside him, his right arm slung around his neck with a strip of cloth.

However, his face was full of confusion.

"Old Lei, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"Is that disciple of the Martial Emperor of the Southern City really capable of curing everyone?"

Lei Qianjue had some doubts.

But he had personally witnessed Nalan Jie's complete recovery and lively demeanor, so he couldn't help but believe it to some extent.

"Um."

"Nalan Jie came to tell me himself, so it can't be wrong."

"He said that Lu Chuan used a secret technique taught by the Martial Emperor of Nancheng to cure him in one minute."

Baili Xuandao sighed.

"It's easy to talk to one or two people."

"But there are thousands of people here."

"They are all seriously injured."

"I'm afraid even if a sage were to personally intervene, it would be impossible to cure so many people at once."

Baili Xuandao was utterly skeptical.

This completely violates the common sense of martial arts.

The group of martial artists behind them were also discussing it animatedly.

"Why did Chairman Lei call us here?"

"My leg is broken and it hurts terribly, so instead of staying in the hospital, I'm here in the cold wind."

A burly man was clutching his severed leg, his breath coming in gasps of pain.

The people next to him quickly covered his mouth.

"Keep your voice down."

"This is the residence of the disciples of the Martial Emperor of the South City."

"I heard that the Martial Emperor passed down a secret technique that can help us heal our injuries."

The big man's eyes widened immediately.

"Really?"

"My leg is broken like this, how can it be reattached?"

"Who knows? Let's try anything, even if it seems hopeless."

As time goes by.

More and more people gathered outside the villa.

Everyone sat cross-legged on the open ground outside the villa, forming a large, dark mass.

Everyone's face showed exhaustion, pain, and a hint of confusion.

I have no idea what will happen next.

……

Midnight.

The area outside the villa was already full of people.

Thousands of seriously injured martial artists blocked the street completely.

No one dared to make a sound.

They were all silently enduring the pain.

……

The first floor of the villa.

In the living room.

Hu Mei, Su Ling'er, and Shangguan Yue sat on the sofa.

Looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows at the dense crowd of people.

Su Ling'er looked puzzled.

"What is Senior Brother trying to do?"

"Bring so many wounded people to our doorstep."

"Could he also cure illnesses?"

"Who knows?"

"How could we possibly guess what our master is thinking?"

"Anyway, Master must have his reasons for doing things, hmph..."

Hu Mei held an apple in her hand, looking smug, and felt a surge of superiority.

These are little secrets.

Only I, the fox, know.

Aside from Mistress Fuyao, I am the number one fox in my master's heart.

Even you, the master's junior sister, have to step aside.

Hahaha.

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