The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 1021 Recovery

Chapter 93

"senior!"

Li Huan lowered his head, as if worshiping a god.

Yan Bing, Hu Yu, and Yao Yuanjie also trembled under Long Xiaoshan's calm gaze, and hurriedly bowed and shouted: "Senior."

The person is still the same person.

But in their hearts, it was already different.

Although Long Xiaoshan still has that ordinary appearance, his appearance is much younger than them.

Yet everyone was in awe.

In Yinmen, heroes are never judged by age, strength is fundamental, even in the same sect, if a younger generation becomes a master, he will immediately be honored as the ancestor and become the elder of the sect.

Besides, who knows Long Xiaoshan's real age?

It is not difficult for people in the hidden door to change their appearance.

They have guessed all the great masters in the top ten of the dragon list in their hearts, and no one dares to ask. Since Long Xiaoshan came here in disguise, it means that he does not want others to know his identity. avoid.

He saw Zhao Xiaoqiao standing beside Long Xiaoshan.

A trace of emotion and jealousy welled up in Yan Bing's heart.

I thought that Zhao Xiaoqiao was blind and found a bad guy, who knew that he was the one who was blind, but Zhao Xiaoqiao actually climbed up to such a great power, although the top ten masters on the dragon list are at least 60 years old, But if one can achieve these great abilities, 90.00% of the women in the world will flock to her at nine o'clock, even she is no exception.

Long Xiaoshan was about to speak.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he turned around abruptly.

The blood in the blood pool was tumbling and bubbling.

Could it be that the old Taoist from the Heishanmen can still move? The golden light in Long Xiaoshan's eyes danced, and he found that the pool of blood could not be penetrated even by his heavenly eyes.

wow!

Whoa!

The bloody water was stirring, and the water level seemed to be continuously lowering.

A few minutes later, the blood in the blood pool disappeared. Everyone saw that there were countless white bones at the bottom of the huge blood pool, layer upon layer, which was shocking.

Seeing those bones, everyone's expressions changed.

How many people will die.

Zhao Xiaoqiao covered her mouth, and her eyes were red. She saw that among the white bones, some skeletons were very small, which were obviously young children, and there were some skeletons in the abdomen, and there was a small skeleton, which was obviously supposed to be a pregnant woman.

Even Li Huan and the others, who are used to life and death, couldn't help trembling and angry at this moment.

"I'm afraid these should be the missing villagers of Qingye Village. I think there are more than a thousand bones here. This Black Scale Gate really deserves to be damned for doing such an inhumane thing."

Killing in the hidden door is very common.

But that is basically a fight between warriors.

There is a boundary between the hidden door and the secular world, and the existence of the dragon group is also to prevent the people in the hidden door from breaking this boundary, that is, the people in the hidden door cannot do anything to ordinary people.

Of course, this commandment cannot completely prevent people in the hidden door from killing ordinary people.

After all, ordinary people are too fragile for people in the hidden door.

So generally not many people die, and the impact is not great.

At most, the dragon team would give a warning.

But such a large-scale massacre destroys humanity. This is the dragon group, which the country cannot tolerate. It is the final bottom line. No matter what the source is, the dragon group must investigate to the end.

Long Xiaoshan's face darkened, it seemed that he had treated the old Taoist lightly.

If he had known that the Black Scale Gate was so insane, he should have made a trip to Zhongzhou long ago.

In the center of the countless white bones, there is a black coffin. Judging from the shape of the coffin, it must have been a big person during his lifetime, because this coffin is obviously much larger than ordinary coffins, and the shape is complicated and gorgeous. .

Long Xiaoshan's eyes shrank violently.

This huge coffin is actually made of soul-cultivating wood.

Who has such a terrifying handwriting.

Soul-nourishing wood, although it cannot be said to be rare, is definitely extremely precious, and it is much more expensive than gold at the same weight. Even the hidden sect, it is impossible to get so many soul-nourishing wood.

Among other things, the value of this coffin is beyond measure.

What kind of a big man is willing to use such a priceless coffin? Moreover, although the soul-cultivating wood is expensive, it is of no use to the dead. It is better to get a gold coffin or a crystal coffin, which is more gorgeous and more prominent.

Suddenly, a pale head emerged from one end of the coffin.

Everyone's scalps exploded.

After all, a miserable white head protruding from a black coffin is really scary enough.

Immediately, everyone saw that the head was none other than the veteran Helinmen who was knocked into the pool of blood by Long Xiaoshan. At this time, his withered and thin body was lying on the side of the coffin, with a big hole in his body, and the gray blood was still flowing. Liquid—the blood flowing from his body was not red.

The old Taoist of Heishinmen was obviously on the verge of death.

After all, the Black Nightmare Knife is an ancient magic weapon.

The old Taoist raised his head and looked at the people standing by the blood pool, especially Long Xiaoshan. The hatred in his eyes seemed to be sprayed out, and he cursed: "You will die, you will all die, the devil has awakened, hell Come to the world, everyone will die..."

puff!

A flying knife directly stabbed the old man between the eyebrows.

Li Huan said coldly: "When death is imminent, you dare to speak nonsense, you Heishinmen are waiting to be sanctioned by the dragon group."

"Jie Jie Jie..."

The old Taoist was pierced between the eyebrows by a flying knife, but he did not die. Instead, he smiled more viciously and resentfully, like a ghost crawling out of Jiuyou. He opened his hands suddenly and roared: "Casanula, Mowara... "

The old Taoist roared inexplicable and strange syllables, these syllables sounded meaningless, and it seemed that evil spirits were singing in the dark...

Accompanied by his roar.

The ground shook violently.

At the bottom of the blood pool, many twisted and ugly black lines lit up, like the tentacles of countless devils, and all the lines rushed towards the black coffin.

Stripes of black light also lit up on the black coffin, and a large amount of black air seeped out from the coffin.

"Resuscitate, Lord Guiming..."

"Resuscitate, my master..."

……

"What's going on?" Everyone looked at the vision in front of them and felt inexplicable chills, as if something terrible was about to happen.

Li Huan even shot several throwing knives.

All of them were inserted into the deadly parts of the old man of the Heishanmen, but the old man of the Heishinmen seemed to have lost consciousness, and the throwing knife was inserted into the wood like it was inserted, still roaring continuously.

Only Long Xiaoshan stared at the coffin with cold eyes.

click!

With a soft sound, the lid of the coffin seemed to tremble.

Ka Ka Ka!

Immediately afterwards, the lid of the coffin was slowly moved down. After an unknown period of time, everyone felt as if it was as long as a century.

Bang!

The coffin lid fell down completely, a white palm grabbed the edge of the coffin, and slowly propped up the body.

　Today, I finally took the time to write the three chapters. .

　　

　

(End of this chapter)