The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 2961
"Return the same way to the other." I said indifferently, "These are just the beginning of what your grandfather has done."

"This old thing!" Yuan Wenkang was furious, and threw out his whip, "Looking for death!"

I am already an elder of the Qingxu Sect in the Song Dynasty, that is to say, they are also members of the Qingxu Sect. Yuan Wenkang and the others can be regarded as having a place to stay and a place to rely on.

I have islands though, but, the islands are moving all the time and it's just too small to give them enough feel.When they knew that I was the elder of the Qingxu Sect, they already had that feeling in their hearts. Moreover, the sects I can like, their personalities and so on must all be very good.

Moreover, Song Guo can also give them some sense of belonging, although it is not that strong.

I flicked my fingers, and a ray of light fell on Lu Kuang's body: "Get up, don't pretend."

I said lightly, "You're fine."

Lu Kuang turned over and stood up. The wound on his body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing it, Lu Qingqing cried out in surprise: "Grandpa, you, are you alright?"

She thought that Lu Kuang's body was recovering and he hadn't suffered any injuries, including Yuan Wenkang, who thought so too. Only Fu Junbao was thoughtful, probably knowing what I meant.

Lu Kuang's face was ugly, and his eyes were full of panic and anger. He looked at me and said, "You cured me?"

"It's just on the surface." I said lazily.

Yuan Wenkang was taken aback: "Master, why did you cure him?"

He hasn't recovered yet, why did I let him hurt Lu Kuang and healed him.

"After it's cured, you can continue to work." I said lightly.

Yuan Wenkang suddenly realized: "Beating him half to death, then curing him, then beating him half to death, then curing him and beating him half to death, if this continues, we can torture him better, right?"

"It's only now that I think about it, you're not stupid." I said.

Yuan Wenkang sneered, this time he knew that I was talking ironically.

When Lu Qingqing heard it, she was furious: "What do you mean! Haven't you beaten enough yet?"

"Enough?" I heard a very funny joke, and I laughed and said, "Do you think that beating so many times can be worth the lives of countless cultivators who died at the hands of your grandfather?"

Lu Qingqing said seriously: "Those people are already dead after all, and they cannot be resurrected from death. No matter how much you torture my grandfather, they will not be resurrected. What's the point of you doing this? Why don't you let us go?" , After we go back, can we give them a good salvation?"

"Hahaha!" I laughed out loud, almost to the point of tears, "What I said seems to make sense, but I can't seem to find any reason to object."

Lu Qingqing was overjoyed: "So, you agree?"

"Did I say I agreed?" The smile on my face dissipated immediately, and then I said coldly, "To say you are stupid is an insult to stupid. If you say that you are dead, the matter is over, how can there be such a thing in the world?" A lot of grievances? Exorcism? Are you an idiot? Those cultivators died at the hands of your grandfather, do you think you can still extricate yourself?"

Seeing that Lu Qingqing opened his mouth to speak, I said solemnly: "According to what you said, can I kill your grandfather and then save him a little bit, so this matter is over?"

Lu Qingqing argued: "But my grandfather is not dead now, those people are already dead."

I said lightly: "Then wait for your grandfather to die before we talk about this matter. I'm not in a hurry."

Lu Qingqing hurriedly said: "It will be too late by then."

"It's too late now?" I didn't speak, Yuan Wenkang interjected consciously, and said with a sneer, "For your grandfather, you think it's too late, what about those people? What about the innocent people you killed? Who will think for them? late?"

Lu Qingqing argued: "But they are already dead, my grandfather is not dead yet."

Yuan Wenkang was stunned, and then said amusedly: "So you think that the past is over, and the main thing is to do now?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Lu Qingqing said, "Anyway, things are in the past, and we can't turn back time, so there's no need to hold on to it."

"So what if I hold on to him, so what if I kill him?" I said coldly, "What can you do to me?"

Lu Qingqing said angrily: "Isn't it too much for you to do this!"

Yuan Wenkang said a little speechlessly: "I'm talking about the young master, so let's not talk about it. This woman has a problem with her brain. If you continue to talk about it, we will have a problem too."

I kept silent, Yuan Wenkang raised his long whip and continued to throw it towards Lu Kuang.

Lu Qingqing struggled and wanted to get up, but she couldn't get up and her mouth was sealed by me. There's no need for such a stupid woman to talk nonsense.

The screams sounded again, Lu Kuang, continue to enjoy the pain he once inflicted on others.

Because of Lu Kuang's arrest of the cultivators of the Song Dynasty and members of the Qingxu sect, Yuan Wenkang hit him harder. Lu Kuang screamed continuously, and it took an hour before he stopped.

I bent my fingers a little, and Lu Kuang's injury healed up again.

But Yuan Wenkang said out of breath: "Young master, young master, well, I'm so tired."

I frowned, and threw out a bottle of elixir: "You can eat whatever you want."

Yuan Wenkang's eyes lit up: "Master's product must be a high-quality product!"

He grabbed it in his arms, and said: "Young master is generous. By the way, young master, I found that my mental power is also exhausted. Is there any simple and quick way to help me?"

I glanced at him, and he immediately said, "I was still a little mentally weak just now, but it's gone now, and I feel that my whole body is full of strength!"

"Then you still don't do it?"

"Do it, do it, do it!"

After six hours, Yuan Wenkang kept fighting until it was dark, and Lu Kuang kept screaming.

His voice was already very hoarse, he didn't want to scream, but he couldn't help himself, and he screamed very miserable.Moreover, when Yuan Wenkang finally stopped to rest again, he began to beg for mercy: "No."

His voice was weak, and Yuan Wenkang, as if he didn't hear it, asked with an ear, "What? What did you just say?"

"Don't fight anymore." Lu Kuang said weakly, "Forgive me, please forgive me."

"Grandpa!" Lu Qingqing, who had tears streaming down her face and was extremely heartbroken, seemed to be in disbelief when she heard his words, and looked at Lu Kuang dully.

In her memory, Lu Kuang would never admit defeat, let alone beg for mercy. This was the first time she had heard him beg for mercy in so many years, and the first time she had seen such a weak side of him.

(End of this chapter)