MM Racing Chapter 329 It’s really like 1 thing reduces 1 thing
Chapter 329 It’s really like 1 thing reduces 1 thing
Now that the branch of the Soul Capture Cult in Kara City has been resolved, the funeral affairs on Walter's side have been sorted out. All that remains is the follow-up attack by the Soul Capture Cult.
However, it is still unknown when the Soul-Calling Cult will come and how many people they will send.
Moreover, not only the Kara City side, but also the Oro City side had to be careful.
Wushi's strange disappearance has always been a worry for Gan Jia.
Gan Jia always had an inexplicable feeling in her heart that when Wush appeared again, it would cause an unimaginable devastating blow to herself or Meyer.
But where to search for Wushi, he had no clue.
It's not like we can go directly to the Imperial Palace. If we have that kind of strength, there's no need to frown here.
Gan Jia couldn't help but shook her head with a wry smile, and led Lao Tie straight to where Feng Ren was.
At this time, Fengjian Sect already lacks manpower, so it is always a good thing to have more help.
For Feng Zhou, who was already cold, the 'healing' skill was [-]% useless, but for Feng Ren, who was in a coma due to exhaustion of soul power, it could have some effect.
But before Gan Jia could reach the place where Feng Ren was resting, Feng Ren was walking staggeringly surrounded by a group of Feng Jian Sect disciples.
"Great...great elder..."
Feng Ren ran to Gan Jia with a pale face and panting.
Gan Jia smacked her lips and said:
"You're like this, why are you still showing off? If you don't take a good rest inside, if there are foreign enemies coming in the future, are you going to use this state to face them?"
Feng Ren's face turned slightly red when Gan Jia said it, and he said awkwardly:
"Yes...disciple understands. But the hall master..."
After looking at Feng Ren's eager expression and looking at the other disciples' evasive eyes, Gan Jia understood the reason.
Most likely, these guys chose to conceal the truth in order to reduce Feng Ren's self-blame.
But paper can't cover up the fire after all. Even if he doesn't tell it now, Feng Ren will still know the truth through other channels in the future.
Gan Jia picked up the weak Feng Ren, waved his hands to disperse the disciples, and said:
"Go back and do whatever you need to do. I'll take care of this guy."
"Yes!"
The disciples bowed their hands and, with worried expressions, turned around in three steps and dispersed in all directions.
After all this torment, and because his body had not recovered yet, Fengren fainted again.
"It's a mess."
Gan Jia looked at Feng Ren's drooped head and said to himself, "You should have told me where you live before you fainted."
At this time, Feng Ling ran over quickly with a confused look on his face. Looking at the unconscious Feng Ren and the troubled Gan Jia, he asked cautiously:
"Great Elder, Feng Ren..."
"He's fine. As long as he rests for a while, he should be able to recover."
Gan Jia grabbed Feng Ling's arm and asked, "By the way, where does he live?"
"Great Elder, don't you know where Feng Ren lives?"
Seeing Gan Jia shaking his head, Feng Ling smiled and said, "Please come with me, Great Elder."
With that said, she led Gan Jia and Lao Tie towards the disciple rest area on the west side of the sect.
Along the way, many sect disciples who had never seen Gan Jia could not help but look confused and whisper after seeing Gan Jia carrying Feng Ren.
After all, with Gan Jia's figure, carrying the tall Feng Ren, it did seem a bit too inconsistent.
However, due to the presence of the wind chime leading the way, everyone could only discuss it behind their backs.
"What's going on? Why is Senior Brother Fengren on that girl's shoulder?"
"Didn't Senior Brother Feng Ren go to the front yard just now? How come he was sent back in the blink of an eye? Still in this way."
"Shouldn't you pay attention to the girl who is carrying Senior Brother Feng Ren? She can carry Senior Brother Feng Ren so easily, she must be very strong!"
Now that the branch of the Soul Capture Cult in Kara City has been resolved, the funeral affairs on Walter's side have been sorted out. All that remains is the follow-up attack by the Soul Capture Cult.
However, it is still unknown when the Soul-Calling Cult will come and how many people they will send.
Moreover, not only the Kara City side, but also the Oro City side had to be careful.
Wushi's strange disappearance has always been a worry for Gan Jia.
Gan Jia always had an inexplicable feeling in her heart that when Wush appeared again, it would cause an unimaginable devastating blow to herself or Meyer.
But where to search for Wushi, he had no clue.
It's not like we can go directly to the Imperial Palace. If we have that kind of strength, there's no need to frown here.
Gan Jia couldn't help but shook her head with a wry smile, and led Lao Tie straight to where Feng Ren was.
At this time, Fengjian Sect already lacks manpower, so it is always a good thing to have more help.
For Feng Zhou, who was already cold, the 'healing' skill was [-]% useless, but for Feng Ren, who was in a coma due to exhaustion of soul power, it could have some effect.
But before Gan Jia could reach the place where Feng Ren was resting, Feng Ren was walking staggeringly surrounded by a group of Feng Jian Sect disciples.
"Great...great elder..."
Feng Ren ran to Gan Jia with a pale face and panting.
Gan Jia smacked her lips and said:
"You're like this, why are you still showing off? If you don't take a good rest inside, if there are foreign enemies coming in the future, are you going to use this state to face them?"
Feng Ren's face turned slightly red when Gan Jia said it, and he said awkwardly:
"Yes...disciple understands. But the hall master..."
After looking at Feng Ren's eager expression and looking at the other disciples' evasive eyes, Gan Jia understood the reason.
Most likely, these guys chose to conceal the truth in order to reduce Feng Ren's self-blame.
But paper can't cover up the fire after all. Even if he doesn't tell it now, Feng Ren will still know the truth through other channels in the future.
Gan Jia picked up the weak Feng Ren, waved his hands to disperse the disciples, and said:
"Go back and do whatever you need to do. I'll take care of this guy."
"Yes!"
The disciples bowed their hands and, with worried expressions, turned around in three steps and dispersed in all directions.
After all this torment, and because his body had not recovered yet, Fengren fainted again.
"It's a mess."
Gan Jia looked at Feng Ren's drooped head and said to himself, "You should have told me where you live before you fainted."
At this time, Feng Ling ran over quickly with a confused look on his face. Looking at the unconscious Feng Ren and the troubled Gan Jia, he asked cautiously:
"Great Elder, Feng Ren..."
"He's fine. As long as he rests for a while, he should be able to recover."
Gan Jia grabbed Feng Ling's arm and asked, "By the way, where does he live?"
"Great Elder, don't you know where Feng Ren lives?"
Seeing Gan Jia shaking his head, Feng Ling smiled and said, "Please come with me, Great Elder."
With that said, she led Gan Jia and Lao Tie towards the disciple rest area on the west side of the sect.
Along the way, many sect disciples who had never seen Gan Jia could not help but look confused and whisper after seeing Gan Jia carrying Feng Ren.