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Chapter 755

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Ye Jing was waiting anxiously at the entrance of the Academy. She had originally gone with the Headmaster and the others, but when they went to the main street of the city, they were told by the citizens that those people had gone in the direction of the dense forest.

She wanted to follow them, but was called back by the Vice Headmaster. Her cultivation was the weakest among the group, and he was afraid that he would have to take care of her if she went. Thus, in order not to be a burden, she could only come back and wait.

However, after waiting for so long, they still had not returned. The more time passed, the more uneasy she felt.

"I wonder if they'll be able to save Fengjiu? Will Fengjiu be able to hold on until the Headmaster and the others arrive? "

She muttered to herself as she paced back and forth uneasily. Occasionally, she would raise her head to look at the sky in the east, hoping to see them return on their swords. However, after a long time, she finally saw a figure flying towards her on a sword.

She was overjoyed. When she focused her gaze, she saw that it was Young Master Mo Chen, and in his arms was Fengjiu, whose red robes had been torn and whose black hair was disheveled.

"Fengjiu!"

She happily called out. Seeing that Young Master Mochen didn't stop carrying her and directly flew into the academy on his sword, she immediately took out her flying device and followed.

Behind them, Nie Teng and Guan Xilin arrived one after another. Their gazes were fixed on Mo Chen, who was carrying Fengjiu. When they saw that he was carrying Fengjiu to the main peak, they followed him to the main peak.

After placing Fengjiu in the room next to his, he took a look at her injuries. Because most of her injuries were on her body, he could not take off her clothes to examine her, so he retreated.

"This is medicine for her injuries. Go in and help her treat her wounds." He said to Ye Jing, who had followed closely behind him, and handed her a bottle of medicine at the same time.

"Okay." Ye Jing replied, took the medicine, and quickly went in.

Nie Teng and Guan Xilin also landed in the courtyard. When they saw him sitting in the courtyard, they were about to go in and take a look when they heard his voice.

"A female student is bandaging her wound."

Hearing that, the two of them stopped walking. Remembering that she was injured, they did not enter and instead retreated to the courtyard. They looked at the Exiled Deity male sitting by the stone table and did not say anything.

The Headmaster and the Vice Headmaster followed. The two of them sat down in the courtyard and waited for the door to open. After about an hour, Ye Jing walked out.

"Ye Jing, how's Xiao Jiu?" Guan Xilin asked.

Everyone's eyes fell on her as well.

"She's fine. Her shoulder injury is quite serious, but it's already been bandaged. She woke up after sleeping for a while. She even took the medicine herself and then fell asleep again." Seeing that Fengjiu was still alive, she already felt very lucky.

After all, not everyone could survive being hunted down by such a powerhouse.

"I'll go in and have a look."

As Guan Xilin spoke, he strode inside. However, just as he was about to push open the door, he stopped and frowned slightly at Nie Teng, who was beside him.

"Why are you following me?"

Nie Teng glanced at him and said in a low voice, "Get out of the way."

"Pfft! Get out of the way? You want to go in? Who are you? "Guan Xilin sneered and blocked the door to prevent him from entering.

Hearing that, Nie Teng's eyes darkened. Spiritual energy surged in his body. Just as he was about to make a move, he heard the Vice Headmaster's voice.

"Alright, alright, stop messing around here."

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