"Our Big Bamboo Peak is becoming less and less like a proper sect!" Third Senior Brother muttered, deeply moved.
Wu Dayi and He Dazhi both glared at him, and he sheepishly shut his mouth.
Just then, Tian Buyi and the others hurried over.
"How are you?" Seeing how battered his disciples were, Su Ru's heart ached.
Su Ru quickly handed the Bamboo Bag to Xiaofan, telling him to hurry and take out some things to help everyone bandage their wounds.
"Now's not the time to treat our injuries!" He Dazhi stopped Su Ru.
"Master! Shiniang! Quickly, look at Sixth Senior Brother! He seems to be falling into demonic madness!"
"What!" Tian Buyi and Su Ru stared in shock at Sixth Senior Brother, who lay in Xiaofan's arms.
"I'm not willing to accept this! I'm not willing to accept this! I'm not willing to accept this!" Sixth Senior Brother's blood-red eyes, devoid of pupils, were open as he repeated those words over and over.
"Did he take a blow to his pride?" Tian Buyi crouched down and began examining him.
"The situation was pretty dire earlier, and Sixth Senior Brother suddenly turned into this!" Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly explained.
"Where's your Little Junior Brother?" Su Ru checked everyone's injuries. Seeing they only had minor wounds, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. But when she counted them and realized the youngest one was missing, she immediately grew worried again.
"He was..." He Dazhi turned toward the spot where Little Fatty had been, but didn't see him. "He was right there just a moment ago!"
"What is that?" Ghost King and the others kept well away from the Green Vine, retreating beyond its attack range.
"A grapevine?"
"How could that be? Have you ever seen a grapevine suck people's flesh and blood?" Yuyangzi