Chapter 529 Ling Xiaoran's Injury

For Du Duzhu's stroke of genius, no one has recovered.

Great brat today!

You should have said earlier, would Yuan Tianmen and Xianling Palace make such a big fuss?

Du Yuantian was slapped in the face by his unworthy great-grandson in public, and he couldn't find a place to put his old face in an instant. Speaking of all the things, in fact, it was all his great-grandson's fault.

"You just said that you gave him Amethyst?"

Dudu nodded.

Ling Xiaoran and the others in Xianling Palace frowned unconsciously.

"You are so brave! Do you know that this amethyst is a forbidden treasure, and anyone who owns it should turn it in immediately, otherwise it is a crime?"

Dudu nodded: "My mother told me that our amethyst has also been turned in. I found this amethyst on the mountain, but there is no one on the mountain, so I have no way to turn it in. Just right When I came here, I met Du Duzhu. He said that Yuan Tianmen is the most powerful in Tianyu. I remember my mother also told me what sect Amethyst was going to be handed over to, so I gave it to him. I gave the Amethyst to him. Giving the crystal to your great-grandson, how is it different from handing the purple crystal to Yuantianmen?"

When the people of Xianling Palace heard it, they let out a muffled laugh.

Lingjialan said without fear of death: "Dudu, you did the right thing. Amethyst should be handed over to Yuantianmen."

Hearing Lingjialan's affirmation, Dudu nodded heavily, and replied: "Yes. Dudu is a good obedient boy!"

Dudu's cuteness makes everyone laugh.

Du Yuan's chest was heaving due to the weather, and he finally realized that he had underestimated this brat.

This little child with a mallet, with a black belly, pretends to be innocent. It's bad!

After finally leaving the customs once, I wanted to seek justice for my great-grandson, but in the end I lost all face in the fairy palace.

You don't need to think about it. Tomorrow, the whole city will go crazy. His Yuantianmen is not strict in discipline, and his descendants are mindless idiots. The key point is that his descendants are still preaching that Yuantianmen is above the temple.

This is simply a disaster!

As a matter of urgency, he had to go to the Holy See of Light immediately to show his loyalty, lest the adults of the Holy See misunderstand him.

Du Yuantian came with a group of masters, but left without even saying hello. Presumably, for a long time, they will not have the face to trouble the Fairy Spirit Palace again.

Xianling Palace and Yuantianmen have never confronted each other, but there are not many times when the two masters confront each other at the same time.

The tense atmosphere of daggers and swords was finally lifted, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Especially toot.

Yuan Tianmen has nothing to do with him, but he can defend him like this, regardless of whether his mother agrees or not, he has identified this master.

"Master (master)!"

Dudu, who was thinking alone, suddenly heard an exclamation, and looked towards his master, only to see that the stalwart figure who had been protecting him just now had fallen down and was caught by a group of disciples from the Fairy Palace.

"Master!" Dudu was startled, rushed down and squatted beside Ling Xiaoran.

Just now, Ling Xiaoran had an ugly complexion, but now his whole face quickly turned blue, and there was still a faint purple halo floating in the center of his brows.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Ling Xiaoran's lips. At this moment, his eyes were closed, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his whole body convulsed slightly, as if he was enduring great pain.

Dudu stretched out his small white hand to caress Ling Xiaoran's forehead, and asked softly, "Master, what's wrong with you? Where does it hurt?"

Seeing Ling Xiaoran in such pain, Dudu felt sorry.

If it wasn't for his prank, Xianling Palace wouldn't be picked on by Yuan Tianmen, and the master wouldn't be injured by protecting him.

"Blame me……"

Ling Xiaoran opened his eyes, shook Dudu's little hand and comforted him: "Master is fine, it will be fine in a while, don't worry."

"Junior Brother, you don't have to blame yourself, Master, this is an old illness, just bear with it and it will pass."

"Oh!" Dudu nodded obediently, and stopped disturbing.

After about a cup of tea, Ling Xiaoran's complexion gradually recovered, and his body no longer convulsed. After a quarter of an hour, he finally stood up with the support of two venerables.

After indicating that they were fine, the two venerables put down the hands supporting Ling Xiaoran.

"It's all right, let's go. Dudu, come to Master's room after dinner with everyone. Master has something to tell you."

"okay."

A child is a child. Although he had just experienced a near-death experience, the danger was lifted and everyone started talking and laughing again.

After eating, Dudu obediently went down to Ling Xiaoran's room under the guidance of a sect master.

As the lord of the Fairy Palace, Ling Xiaoran's room is simple, clean, neat and simple.

Seeing Dudu coming, Ling Xiaoran greeted him with a smile.

"Master, are you better? Are you still in pain?" Dudu asked with concern after entering the room.

Ling Xiaoran smiled slightly, nodded and said: "It's much better, I'm fine now."

"Master, what kind of injury did you suffer? Why is such a powerful person like you tormented by such an old disease?"

In the past on the Antarctic Continent, no matter how complicated the injury was, as long as he asked Barton to investigate through the space, the other party would always be able to detect the source of the patient's injury immediately.

However, when he stroked Ling Xiaoran's forehead just now, Dudu specially asked Patton to check the injuries in Ling Xiaoran's body, and found that he was indeed injured, but Patton couldn't tell where he was injured and what kind of herbs he needed.

This is the first time for Dudu to encounter such a difficult patient.

Ling Xiaoran didn't think that this three-year-old brat would be able to help him by speaking out about his injury. Let alone him, even if the temple suddenly changed its nature, it would not be able to help him. So he smiled slightly, and said instead: "Master's injury is not serious, but Master is very curious about you."

Dudu blinked, feeling guilty.

"Lu Xiaoli is your real name?"

Dudu nodded without thinking. His previous name was really Lu Xiaoli, he was a good boy, he did not lie to Master.

"Are you really four years old?"

Dudu smiled, showing two cute little canine teeth, and shook his head: "No. I just turned three years old two months ago."

"Little devil!" Ling Xiaoran laughed. He just said, judging by his skeleton, he is only three years old, so why would Xiaowen call him brother? It turned out that this brat was lying without batting an eye.

"Master, I'm sorry, I will confess to Xiaowen when I go out later."

For Dudu, Ling Xiaoran inexplicably likes it from the bottom of his heart. This child pretends to be ignorant while pretending to be understanding, and pretends to be innocent while pretending to be black-bellied.

This is also the fundamental reason why he accepted him as a closed disciple for the first time.

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