Chapter 2179: The Bloody Battle Over the Sky (1)

For three whole days, Jun Wuxie didn't leave the room for even half a step. Except for the black cat, no one knew what she was doing inside.

When the eyes of the third day rise from the horizon, a ray of sunlight shines through the window to the earth.

In the silent room, countless herbal medicine residues were scattered on the ground, and medicine bottles were filled to the brim.

Jun Wuxie sat on the ground, and put the lid on the last bottle of medicine. She let out a soft breath, her eyes fell on the medicine bottle in her hand, her eyes were cold, she didn't know what she was thinking.

The black cat stood up, its small paws dexterously stepped on the gaps between the sundries, and rushed to Jun Wuxie's side.

"Meow." It made a soft and tender cry, and rubbed against the back of Jun Wuxie's hand.

Jun Wuxie raised her head, reached out and rubbed the little black cat's head, and then swept the medicine bottles on the ground into the Qiankun bag one by one.

Can the three days of hard work be exchanged for the final result?

No one knows.

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The sun is shining brightly, it is a good day of spring, and there is no cloud in the sky. The verdant Fuyao Mountain is more and more elegant under the sun, and the birds sing along with the sound of running water. No one would have thought that it would be a different scene on the top of Fuyao Mountain.

Yunjian Academy, which had been abandoned for more than half a year, suddenly had a group of uninvited guests, disturbing the silence in the academy.

Under the bright sunshine, groups of people walked out of the attic of Yunjian College, and countless people gathered in the largest square of Yunjian College.

In front of the statue of Xiangyun, which once symbolized the glory of Yunjian Academy, neatly dressed Jiugong disciples lined up on both sides. Their eyes were heavy and they didn't say a word.

The troops of the brigade came out from the Yuhun branch. They were all tall, with handsome faces, and their clothes were luxurious and simple.

The Jiugong disciples are already dragons and phoenixes among the three worlds, but when the group of black-clothed men filed out, the Jiugong disciples on both sides obviously became short of breath, and they didn't even dare to look directly at those black-clothed disciples. The face of the person can only be lowered slightly, sneaking a glance from the corner of the eye.

Among a group of tall and mighty men in black, there was such an abrupt figure.

The crisp sound of jingling echoed in the huge square. Under the urging of those men in black, a thin woman gradually came into the sight of many Jiugong disciples. It was a girl who looked only in her early twenties. The woman, she is tall, slender, with a pair of unruly eyes, she should be a stunning beauty, but at this moment, no one can appreciate the beauty of that woman.

Heavy shackles were clasped on the woman's ankles, and the white skin was worn out with blood stains by the hard shackles. She was barefoot, and a pair of feet were already broken. Blood spilled all the way along her steps. Every step she took, Then he left behind a scarlet bloody footprint, walking all the way, the string of bloodstains behind him was shocking to those who saw it.

Not only her feet, but there was hardly a piece of good skin on the woman's body. The ragged clothes had already been torn to pieces, stained with blood and mud, and the original color of the clothes could not be distinguished. A pair of handcuffs were clasped on the hands with two distinct bones. The long chains extended from the handcuffs to behind her, and an iron ball the size of a human head was attached to her back, making every step she took so heavy that she became It was a huge torment.