"Why are you here? You're confused!"

He raised his gun and knocked back several officers and soldiers, and Wang Zhaoxing scolded the two brothers coldly.

Wang Zhenting smiled slightly, while Wang Zhenwei shouted: "Father and son soldier on the battlefield! Dad, why don't we worry about you coming alone!"

Not long after he arrived at the inn, he woke up and said to Liu Xiangyun. Before Xiaolai could come home, he rushed to Shilipo alone.

"Dad!" Wang Zhenting said in a serious voice: "Help me block these officers and soldiers, he will still be saved!"

Wang Zhaoxing was shocked and said, "Respect the power!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhenwei, who was equally happy in his heart, said, "I understand! Dad!"

Suddenly, the two of them, one left and one right, like the strongest shield, protected Wang Zhenting behind them.

Wang Zhenting's internal force flowed. He used the acupoint technique learned from his master Li Mubai to click on Shen Rong several times. After stopping the bleeding, he raised his hand and took out several pills he had made before. The internal force shook it, and then it shook it into powder and sprinkled it on Chen Rong's wound.

Although the whole process didn't take long, it seemed rare and valuable when it was besieged by the officers and soldiers.

As for those officers and soldiers who were ordered to capture them at that time, in order to avoid a greater conflict, Wang Zhaoxing and Wang Zhenwei did not kill each other, but just knocked the surrounding officers and soldiers out one by one.

Wang Zhenting raised his sword and stood up, saying, "Dad! You and my brother will take Lord Shen away first!"

"I'll cut off the rear."

Although Chen Rong's life was temporarily saved after his treatment, it still needed to be treated later. If Chen Rong is left now, Wang Zhenting believes that under Feng Quan's hands, Chen Rong will definitely die!

Wang Zhaoxing looked at Wang Zhenting, his eyes swept over the sword in Wang Zhenting's hand, and said, "Zhenting, be careful."

"rest assured."

Wang Zhenting smiled slightly, and with a light sound, the Qingming Sword in his hand was unsheathed. Looking at the several spears stabbed by the officers and soldiers, the Qingming Sword flashed in front of him.

"Click, click!"

A series of sounds of breakage sounded, and several gun heads fell off.

Then the sword was unfolding, and all the soldiers surrounded him were stopped. After Wang Zhenwei raised Chen Rong on his back, he looked at Wang Zhenting worriedly, and quickly left with his father.

"Let my dad down!"

Chen Feiyan shouted in grief and anger, raised her foot and raised a knife, held the knife and killed Wang Zhenting.

At the same time, Feng Quan's cold eyes flashed and he chased Wang Zhaoxing and his son. The scene of Wang Zhenting healing Chen Rong just now made him feel very uneasy.

If Chen Rong survives, he will be done!

Noting Feng Quan's actions, Wang Zhenting swept the Qingming Sword in his hand and with the advantage of the magic weapon, he cut off the weapons of the surrounding officers and soldiers and forced them to retreat. He smiled slightly at Chen Feiyan who rushed to him. Under the angry eyes of the other party, his figure spread out, and he quickly but also freely avoided the sword that the other party slashed, and pointed a long sword to block Feng Quan.

Feng Quan snorted coldly and raised his palm to attack Wang Zhenting.

With his eyebrows raised, Wang Zhenting's Qingming Sword changed from Jing to cut it towards Feng Quan's palm.

Seeing this, Feng Quan frowned. Even though he thought he was unparalleled in fist, he did not dare to grab the Qingming Sword with his bare hands, so he could only dodge sideways.

But the next moment, the sword in Wang Zhenting's hand was like drizzle, pouring on him continuously.

Feng Quan's steps changed repeatedly, and in an instant, he used his body skills to the extreme, but instead of retreating, he approached Wang Zhenting, and raised his hand to collided with Wang Zhenting's hand holding the sword, causing Wang Zhenting's sword to beat up, and then slapped Wang Zhenting's chest with a palm.

Seeing this, Wang Zhenting raised his foot and attacked Feng Quan's chest with the sharp sound of the wind.

Feng Quan turned his body, raised his legs and collided with Wang Zhenting's legs, clenched his fists and banged at Wang Zhenting's chest.

Wang Zhenting's face was calm, and when he leaned back, avoiding the opponent's attack, the sword flirted from bottom to top.

Feng Quan's face changed and he immediately jumped backward.

"Sher!"

With a light sound, a corner of the clothes fell gently.

Feng Quan's color was gloomy, and his eyes looked at Wang Zhenting with murderous intent.

"Have my dad and my brother left?"

After taking a look, they saw that the two had already stepped on the ground after Shen Rong left, and their bodies jumped high, flying into the distance like a blue shadow. Just two rises and falls, they disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Feng Quanlu was shocked and couldn't help but say, "What a great light skill."

"Godfather!" Chen Feiyan walked to Feng Quan with tears in her eyes and said in a crying voice: "My father is...wow!"

"Don't worry, girl!" He reached out to hug Chen Feiyan, gently stroked Shen Feiyan's head with one hand, and said coldly: "None of them can escape!"

...

At this time, Wang Zhenting's room in the World Escort Agency.

Wang Zhaoxing and Wang Zhenwei and his son took Chen Rong to Wang Zhenting's room, and Wang Zhaoxing, the escorts from the World Escort Agency, had already sent Wang Zhenwei away for the time being.

For a moment, the entire world escort agency seemed a little deserted.

Although the stadiumers all expressed their difficulties together, how could Wang Zhaoxing be willing to get all these loyal friends into this trouble?

"Dad! Zhenting can escape, right?"

Wang Zhenwei was very worried.

Wang Zhaoxing took a light breath and said lightly: "You can definitely come back."

The voice was firm, but the hands in the sleeves were squeezing lightly twice.

Wang Zhenwei looked at Lord Shen lying on the bed, looked at his father, and wanted to ask about the grudges between the two, but he just opened his mouth and closed it.

Now, it seems that it is not the time to ask this, and if his father wants to say something, he will naturally say it. If he doesn't want to say it, the king of heaven will not let his father speak.

For a moment, the whole room became quiet, and even the air pressure was so low that it made people feel so nervous.

It was not until a blue figure flashed through the door that the two men, like statues, moved.

"Zhenting, are you okay?"

Wang Zhenwei looked at Wang Zhenting in surprise, and excitedly gave him a hug.

Wang Zhenting patted his brother on the back, gently pushed the other party away, and said, "It's okay!"

"Zhenting." Wang Zhaoxing looked at his son, and his eyes flashed with relief, and said, "I knew you could guess where we were."

When they escaped, they did not agree on the place to gather, but they were able to find each other successfully. This can be said to be a tacit understanding between father and son.

Wang Zhenting smiled slightly and said, "Now, there is no more suitable place to heal Lord Shen except here."

No one will come to investigate the World Escort Agency for the time being. After all, most of them will not think that they will go home in disregard of life and death. In addition, he has a wealth of medicinal materials, which is enough for him to complete the treatment for Chen Rong.

Wang Zhenting walked to the bookshelf, pulled out a medical book on the third floor, and pressed hard on the wall behind the bookshelf.
Chapter completed!