1142: C1142 Go too Far

C1142 Go too Far

"Is there any hope?"

Xiao Yun frowned and said.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have immediately used a Genuine Qi to repel the cold. However, this child was simply too small. If the Genuine Qi entered her body, it was possible that her tendons and veins would shatter.

Therefore, he had to hire a doctor to treat her.

"Yes!"

The old man nodded. "I need fire grass, but my clinic doesn't have such a medicine store. You have to go to a medicine store called the True Heaven to buy it."

"Alright, I'll go buy it immediately. Take care of her for me. "

Xiao Yun said and left right after.

When he turned around, he waved his hand and the chain immediately shattered. The chain fell to the ground.

Watching Xiao Yun leave, the old man looked at the chain on his hand and smiled. Then he walked into the ward and gave Bao'er a needle.

"Is Old Master Zhang in?"

A voice came from outside after the old man had just given Bao'er two needles.

"Yes, yes!"

The old man immediately ran out of the ward and headed outside.

He saw two disciples of the sect standing at the entrance. The two disciples of the sect were arrogantly shouting.

"So it's the two Exalted Immortals. Exalted Immortals, please come in!"

Zhang Lang immediately invited the two into the house.

"There's no need to go inside. Are the things ready?"

The leader was Ma Jinjun, an inner court disciple of the Kongtong Sect. Three days ago, they attacked this island and took over it. Those who surrendered did not kill them. Those who resisted were all killed.

However, during these three days, the various sects had been plundering the entire island. As long as it was valuable, as long as it was useful, it would be plundered by the various sects.

Just yesterday, a disciple of the Kongtong Sect had looted a pretty good item from this clinic. After Ma Jinjun found out about it, he immediately came to ask for it.

Who knew that this old thing would actually say he had no more. At that time, Ma Jinjun was furious. He issued an order on the spot, giving Zhang Lang a night to prepare. If he couldn't get that thing, he would die.

Today, they had come to collect that item.

"Supreme Celestial, this little …" This little one really doesn't have a thousand years of ginseng. As you can see, the store only has these medicinal ingredients. The ones that can be taken away have all been taken away by your sect. What other thing is there? "

Zhang Lang said with a sullen expression.

If there were other herbs, he wouldn't have asked Xiao Yun to get them from other pharmacies.

"No?"

Ma Jinjun flew into a rage and slapped Zhang Kuang's face.

"Exalted Immortal, calm your anger! Exalted Immortal, calm your anger!"

After being slapped, Zhang Lang did not move at all. Instead, he started begging even more fiercely.

"Senior Brother Ma, look at this old fart, the iron chain in his hand is missing." He must be trying to escape, what did the higher-ups say? Kill anyone who tries to flee. "

The disciple behind Ma Jinjun said with a hideous smile.

"You're right? Haha! Old Zhang, you forced me to do this. "

Ma Jinjun laughed out loud, took out his sword and pointed it at Zhang Lengzhong, "You old fogey, if you don't want to die, then take out the good stuff. "Otherwise, I'll kill you."

"Supreme Celestial, I really don't have any more." I beg you, don't kill me, I beg you. "

Zhang Lang Zhong knelt on the ground and started kowtowing as he pleaded.

"What the fuck did you say? No more? "Then why did you give it to someone else but not laozi?"

When Ma Jinjun heard this, he was enraged to the extreme.

People like them loved to compete, and when he saw his fellow martial brothers get good things, he wanted to as well. However, this old fogey actually called himself a friend.

"Bang!"

Ma Jinjun kicked Zhang Lang directly into the air, causing him to hit the medicine cabinet. The cabinet fell down and smashed onto his body.

"Hahahaha!" Senior brother Zhang, you're really something. This old fogey is really too insensible. "

The disciple behind Ma Jinjun shouted.

"Haha!" "Old fart, say, where is the good stuff?"

Ma Jinjun shouted.

"There's really nothing else …"

Zhang Lang coughed out a mouthful of blood as he said weakly with a red face.

"No more?" Senior Martial Brother Ma, look inside? There's a little girl inside. This little girl seems to be related to this old geezer … "

The young disciple opened the curtain and looked at the ward as he spoke with a sneer.

"Hehe!"

Ma Jinjun sneered, "I heard that most of the children on the island are captured and raised as slaves. This kid looks pretty good, when he grows up, he can be sent to brothels." "Hahahaha!"

"Haha!" "You're right. Senior Martial Brother Ma is truly wise."

The young disciple gave a thumbs up.

"What do you want to do? You can't touch that kid, you can't … "

Zhang Lang Zhong's facial expression changed drastically.

The child was sent over by the silver-haired man. Although he did not know who the silver-haired man was, his gaze and aura were too terrifying. If the little child was taken away, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Can't move? I'm going to move, so what? "

Seeing that, Ma Jinjun walked straight into the ward and grabbed Bao'er's leg, lifting her up.

Bao'er slowly opened her eyes as she was lifted up from the ground. She looked at him weakly, her mouth showing traces of crying and painful expressions.

"I just had her, she's still a child …"

Zhang Lang Zhong shouted loudly as he strode over.2

These fellows were actually so shameless that they wouldn't even spare a child.

"Get lost!"

The young disciple directly thrusted his sword over.

"Puchi!"

The treasured sword directly pierced through Zhang Lang's body and came out from the back of his body. Zhang Lang's eyes widened as his body collapsed limply to the ground. Fresh blood continued to flow out from his body.

"Hahahaha!" Look at this guy, even death is so disgusting. Little Yang, let's go. If we throw this little girl into the slave's nest, maybe we can even get some money. "Hahahaha..."

Ma Jinjun laughed strangely and picked up Bao'er. He called out to his Junior Brother and walked outside.

Zhang Lang stretched out his hand, but it was of no use at all. He could not stop it at all.

"Shua!"

A few minutes later, a figure suddenly flashed and disappeared. It turned out to be a man with silver hair and a black robe. He held a blade of grass in his hand.

"What's going on?"

Xiao Yun looked around and immediately saw Zhang Lang, covered in blood, lying on the ground.

"Little... Little girl, was … Being sent by Kongtong … disciple capture … Captured, saved. "Save her..."

After Zhang Lang spat out those words, he tilted his head and swallowed his last breath.

Xiao Yun held the herb tightly. With him as the center, a wave of killing intent spread out like a tide. The space around them twisted, and it seemed like the house was about to collapse.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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