Chapter 226: Ghostly Seriously Injured
Chapter 226: Ghostly Seriously Injured
Yue Guan looked at Liu Erlong who was staring at him with hatred in his eyes and Flanders who had a dejected face, and curled his lips in disdain.
Then he glanced at Yu Xiaogang who was standing beside them, wondering if he was dead or alive. After thinking for a moment, he gave up the idea of killing him on the spot. Although he didn't know everything about the man in the Pope's Palace and the great soul master, he still knew a little bit of information.
Shaking his head, Yue Guan no longer paid attention to the three people and directly chased in the direction of the escaping carriage.
"Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the world? You attacked a child!"
Yue Guan ignored Liu Erlong's roar. What a joke! How could he feel at ease when facing a genius with twin martial spirits from the enemy camp and finding a reason not to kill him?
In comparison, what does a few gossips from people all over the world matter?
Although the mother Tyrannosaurus and Flanders were angry, they were seriously injured and could do nothing. They could only watch Yue Guan leave and pound the ground in anger.
Yue Guanxin, who had not left far away, was still thinking that the ghost should have succeeded, when he saw a dazzling red light coming from the distance, followed by a violent explosion.
The terrifying energy fluctuations made Yue Guan, a Titled Douluo, feel palpitations.
Thinking that something was not right, Yue Guan quickly increased his speed and flew towards the scene.
When he arrived at the site of the explosion, Yue Guan's pupils instantly dilated. Everything within a radius of several miles was razed to the ground, and even the wild flowers and vegetation were all turned upside down.
Yue Guan was panicked and hurriedly looked for her gay friend.
"Old ghost!"
"Where the hell have you been?"
After a long and anxious search, Yue Guan finally dug out his good friend from under the soil at the center of the explosion.
"hiss!"
"Old ghost, how did you get into this state?"
It was no wonder Yue Guan made such a fuss, it was because the ghost looked too miserable now. His chest was sunken, and blood and white bones could be faintly seen under the skin. His limbs had multiple fractures, and his right leg had completely disappeared without a trace.
As if sensing the call from his old friend, Gui Mei opened his eyelids with difficulty. His already pale face was now even more bloodless, and he said with trembling lips:
"Get out of here quickly, there is a..."
"puff!"
After uttering a few words with difficulty, Guimei spat out a large mouthful of blood and completely fainted. Yue Guan became anxious and hurriedly and carefully lifted Guimei up, then wrapped him up with his soul power and quickly flew towards the Spirit Hall.
Ten minutes later, Yue Guan, with a panicked look on his face, carried the injured ghost to the Pope's Palace and rushed in without asking for a meeting.
Bibi Dong, who was processing documents, was about to say a few words of reprimand, but when she saw Ghost Douluo breathing out more than breathing in from Yue Guanhuai, her pupils shrank instantly.
"How is this going?"
"Your Majesty, please get the healing spirit master here quickly. The old ghost seems to be unable to hold on any longer."
Yue Guan's expression was filled with fear, and for a moment he even forgot about reporting back. Bibi Dong frowned slightly, but she also understood that now was not the time to ask questions, so she quickly ordered the guards to call over two healing Soul Saints.
The two Soul Saints hurried to the hall, and when they saw Ghost Douluo's condition, they gasped. They didn't dare to say a word, and directly released their martial spirits to start treating him.
After a while, one of the Soul Saints exchanged opinions with his companions and then put away his martial soul.
"Your Majesty, Elder Ghost's injuries are too severe. I'm afraid..."
The words were not finished, but the meaning was very clear. They were powerless. The Soul Sage who was still releasing his soul skills could only hold the ghost's breath. Once the soul skills were withdrawn, the ghost would most likely die.
Yue Guan, who was standing by, obviously couldn't accept such a result and pulled up the Soul Saint by the collar.
"What the hell are you talking about? Hurry up and treat this old ghost, or I will peel off your skin."
"Elder Juju, this!"
The Soul Saint was frightened by Yue Guan and began to tremble all over, but the ghost's injuries were too serious, and his internal organs were damaged to varying degrees. They were really powerless to do anything!
"Yue Guan, let him go!" Bibi Dong slammed the Pope's scepter in her hand to the ground and looked at Yue Guan with an unhappy expression.
Yue Guan felt anxious, but did not dare to be presumptuous anymore and let go of the Soul Saint's hand.
"But your majesty, the old ghost..."
"Go to the hotel where Tiandou Royal Academy is staying right now and ask Young Master Ning to come over. If he hasn't left Wuhun City yet, there should be a way."
Upon hearing this, Yue Guan's eyes lit up and he quickly bowed to Bibi Dong, then disappeared into the Pope's Palace at the fastest speed in his life.
The speed was so fast that it even created a hurricane, blowing up the bangs on the forehead of the healing Soul Saint.
At the hotel entrance, Ning Bei, who had just finished the dinner and was about to go to the Worship Hall to say hello to the little angel and head to the Far North, bumped into Ju Douluo Yue Guan who was rushing towards him.
Before Ning Bei could react, Yue Guan grabbed his arm and rushed towards the Spirit Hall. The rapidly passing air made his cheeks hurt, and he could only raise a soul power shield to block the airflow around him.
"what are you doing?"
"Master Ning, please forgive me for being rude, but the matter is urgent. When everything is over, I will host a banquet to apologize to you."
Ning Bei was speechless, but since the other party had said so, he couldn't ask any more questions, so he could only follow the other party to the Pope's Palace.
Before he had the chance to catch up with the Pope's sister and exchange some friendly words, his attention was attracted by a strong smell of blood.
His gaze turned to the ghost lying in the middle of the two healing soul masters. The other party's miserable condition made him gasp. Who did he offend?
However, he also understood why Juhuaguan was in such a hurry to pull him over, so he raised his hand to stop the other party without waiting for him to speak.
"You guys go out first."
"This"
Yue Guan immediately swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth and began to hesitate.
"What are you still standing there for? If you continue to hesitate, just buy a coffin and come over to collect the body!"
Yue Guan didn't dare to say anything more. After looking at the ghost, he hurriedly left the hall.
The two Soul Saints who were treating the ghost looked at Bibi Dong, and when they saw her nod at them, they put away their martial spirits and left the hall.
Ning Bei didn't say any more words. He took out a life-saving pill that he had prepared in advance and stuffed it into the ghost's mouth.
After taking the pill, the ghost's pale face suddenly showed a hint of redness, and then the sound of "crackling" as bones were reshaped could be heard all over his body.
Under Bibi Dong's horrified gaze, the injuries on Guimei's body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the lost right leg began to grow back.
"Hey, Sister Pope, just keep it to yourself and don't spread it around."
Bibi Dong gave Ning Bei a complicated look, but did not refute and nodded in agreement.
Half a minute later, Guimei completely woke up from his coma and looked around in a daze. When he found Ning Bei, his whole body tensed up and he looked at him vigilantly.
Ning Bei ignored his gaze and turned to look at Bibi Dong beside him.
"What's going on? Is there anyone else who can break into the Spirit Hall and cause trouble?"
(End of this chapter)