Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1544: Chapter 1544: Do you like him?

Seeing the hammer out of his control, smashing towards his head, Qiu Guangxuan couldn’t help but be shocked.

Even more terrifying was that he found his body locked by an invisible pressure, like being stuck in a quagmire, moving slower than a snail.

The hammer falling from above was as fast as lightning. How could he dodge it?

"Dad, save me!"

The terrified Qiu Guangxuan felt a strong threat of death and couldn’t help but scream out.

Qiu Jianren, who was fiercely battling He Wujie, had been paying attention to Qiu Guangxuan’s situation. Hearing his desperate cry for help, he panicked inside.

But Qiu Jianren knew that he must not be distracted at this time, otherwise, he might find himself in danger.

And if something happened to him, the four experts of Zixia Manor, including his beloved son, would likely be unable to escape disaster.

"Get out of the way!"

Qiu Jianren knew that he couldn’t hesitate at this moment, or his son’s life would be at risk. Thus he exerted all his strength to punch and forced back He Wujie, then rushed towards his son.

Just as he moved, his vision blurred, and Zhao Wanqing stood in front of him.

"Get back!"

Zhao Wanqing yelled sharply, raising her left palm high. A powerful spiritual energy surged like a wave, blocking Qiu Jianren’s path.

Qiu Jianren paused in his movement and immediately realized that things were going bad.

In a battle between martial artists, victory or defeat, even life or death, could be decided in a split second.

Qiu Jianren was confident in saving his son in time, but Zhao Wanqing’s obstruction made him miss the best opportunity to save his son.

Although Zhao Wanqing only blocked Qiu Jianren for two breaths, it was enough for him to hate her for life.

"Ah!"

A scream reached his ears, and Qiu Jianren fixed his gaze on it, his eyes turning blood-red with rage.

The hammer in the air fell, hitting Qiu Guangxuan’s head. His brain splattered, and his life ended, falling just like that.

"My son!"

Qiu Jianren howled in agony, suddenly raised his hand to the sky, and fired an extremely brilliant purple firework.

The purple firework soared a thousand meters into the sky before exploding, filling the sky, and disappearing after a dozen breaths.

Lu Hongyun frowned slightly, showing a worried expression.

The purple firework was a unique signal for disciples of Zixia Manor, visible to anyone within hundreds of miles and prompting them to rush over immediately. noveldrama

Zixia Manor is the nearest powerful sect, and many of its disciples are nearby. It can be expected that within several hours of Qiu Jianren’s signal, at least a hundred disciples of Zixia Manor would arrive.

And in just one day, tens of thousands of disciples from Zixia Manor could gather completely.

By then, not to mention Fang Bai, He Wujie, and Zhao Wanqing, even a Nascent Soul Realm perfection expert would have to retreat obediently.

This is why Lu Hongyun was deeply worried that Qiu Jianren would summon Zixia Manor disciples, fearing that she and her people would be besieged by the crowd.

Just as this thought arose in her mind, Qiu Jianren launched a storm-like frenzied attack on Zhao Wanqing.

Qiu Jianren believed that if Zhao Wanqing hadn’t blocked his way, his son wouldn’t have fallen. Thus, he hated Zhao Wanqing to the core and aimed to kill her for revenge for his son.

But Zhao Wanqing and Qiu Jianren were both Nascent Soul experts with equivalent strength, making it not easy for Qiu Jianren to kill Zhao Wanqing.

The two sides fought fiercely, from the ground to the mountain peak, then from the peak to the sky, with spiritual energy clashing continuously, intensely and undecidedly.

Meanwhile, aside from Lu Liyu, three disciples of Flower Pavilion battled three disciples of Zixia Manor.

This left He Wujie, Fang Bai, and Lu Hongyun relatively idle.

"Disciple, you’ve gotten yourself into quite a bit of trouble this time!"

He Wujie had heard of Zixia Manor. If not for his disciple Fang Bai, he wouldn’t have easily provoked such a strong sect.

However, He Wujie may avoid trouble but does not fear it. Since his disciple had already killed the son of a Zixia Manor elder, they now had a feud, so he would fight alongside his disciple!

As for Zhao Wanqing, He Wujie would prefer her to steer clear of this matter, but knowing her temperament, even if the sky collapsed, she would stand on the same side as him, making persuasion useless.

After all, Zhao Wanqing was also considered Fang Bai’s master’s wife, and since she insisted on getting involved, he, his disciple, and Fang Bai would join forces to fight!

To put it this way, the reason his disciple had a grudge with Zixia Manor was due to the Flower Pavilion’s female disciple, Lu Liyu.

Therefore, Flower Pavilion could not wash their hands of this matter. If they could pull Flower Pavilion into the alliance, they might match Zixia Manor’s power.

By this time, Lu Liyu had freed herself from Fang Bai’s embrace, her face blushing as she gave him a quick glance before standing beside her foster mother, Lu Hongyun.

Lu Hongyun softly comforted her a little, then smiled and nodded to He Wujie and Fang Bai to show goodwill.

He Wujie and Fang Bai nodded back in response.

"Hmm, that little girl has both excellent talent and looks. Disciple, have you taken a fancy to her?"

He Wujie looked at Lu Liyu’s back, asking with a half-smile.

Fang Bai responded with a noncommittal smile, saying to He Wujie, "Master just saw it too. It’s not that I caused the trouble, but the trouble came to me."

He Wujie glanced at Qiu Guangxuan’s corpse and nodded, "That’s true! This guy brought death upon himself, you can’t be blamed."

After a pause, seeing Fang Bai occasionally glancing at Lu Liyu, he thought Fang Bai was indeed interested in the girl, and said with a smile, "If you like that little girl, how about we go to Flower Pavilion together and propose to Fan Luoying, the Tower Master?"

When he said this to Fang Bai, he did not use the Thread Condensation Sound Transmission Technique, so Lu Hongyun and Lu Liyu, not far away, heard it clearly.

Lu Hongyun looked thoughtfully at Fang Bai, then at her foster daughter Lu Liyu, sighing inwardly.

Her foster daughter not only had top-notch talent but also unbelievably beautiful appearance, astonishing wherever she went, which inevitably led to various troubles.

Lu Hongyun thought the so-called femme fatale probably referred to a woman like her foster daughter.

When Lu Liyu noticed her foster mother looking at her, her face got hot and turned even redder. Her cherry lips moved a few times, wanting to say something but not knowing how to start.

Lu Hongyun smiled, patted her head, and asked using the Thread Condensation Sound Transmission Technique, "Liyu, that man has been watching you. It seems he likes you. Do you like him?"

"Huh?"

Lu Liyu was surprised her foster mother would ask such a question, leaving her speechless and wide-eyed.

"Foster Mother, I... I..."

Lu Liyu wanted to deny, to say she didn’t like the man, but it was as if she was bewitched, unable to speak the words.