Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The mansion is built close to the mountain, tall and towering. It is all built of white basalt, which is unique. Ahead is a small square. At the moment, many people are waiting in line.

As a master of alchemy, master Dong's family has always been full of people seeking medicine. Except for some big forces, ordinary people can't enter master Dong's residence at all.

"Stop."

The two men walked over. Before they got close, they saw an old man in front of them stopped by a factotum.

The old man was in rags. He looked about sixty or seventy years old and looked bony. But he was stopped by a worker dressed in silk and satin. He was about thirty years old and had almost a bright realm of cultivation.

It can be said that such cultivation at this age is very weak.

"What are you doing? Beg elsewhere? Don't look at where here?" he shouted proudly, his eyes full of contempt. Does a beggar dare to rush into the master's residence?

"This officer, the little old man is not a beggar. The little old man comes to ask for medicine. My grandson is seriously ill. The doctors say that only the life-saving pill refined by master Dong can cure it. Please be kind and let the little old man go in to see Master Dong. Save my grandson's life." the old man bent over and pitifully pointed to the other side of the square.

There, half sitting and half lying, was a sallow and skinny child, about eight or nine years old, short and emaciated, dying.

"Go away, go away. What medicine do you want? Do you have money? Master, there is a rejuvenation pill. There are at least 10000 liang of red gold on the market. You can't afford to sell your old bone." the factotum doesn't look at him at all, and his attitude is very unruly.

"This... Officer, please be kind and help us pass it on. It's a little intention and no respect!"

In a hurry, the old man took out a handful of copper money from his shabby clothes and handed it to him shivering.

This is some of the savings he has saved.

Originally, he also thought about waiting outside master Dong's residence. When he saw the master go out, he directly stopped for medicine, but seeing his grandson like this, he really couldn't wait any longer, so he rushed forward.

Master Dong is not only an excellent alchemy master, but also has a reputation for charity. However, the king of hell likes to see that children are difficult to deal with. Now he is blocked by the porter, and the old man has no other way.

We can only try this most primitive method.

The factotum has two sneaky eyes. At first glance, he knows that he belongs to the greedy generation. Unfortunately, what the old man touched was not red gold or silver, but a handful of dirty copper money, which immediately made him angry.

"You old man, do you think I lack your copper money?"

He threw his palm forward and slapped it on the palm of the old man holding the copper money. Suddenly, a lot of copper money was scattered on the ground.

"Get out! Get out of here and catch you if you don't get out." then the worker pointed to the old man and cursed loudly.

"I'm sorry... The official is kind... My grandson can't survive tonight..."

Just as the old man was begging, Ye Feng swaggered up. He picked up the old man and went straight to the gate of the mansion without looking. Huo jing'er, who was nearby, also hurried to the other side of the square.

"Stop, who are you? Break into the master's residence!"

There were many guards around.

"If you don't roll, you'll break your leg." the factotum was angry. Seeing that the young man didn't pay attention to his words and came to the backup, he immediately pointed his hands and feet and shouted angrily.

"What are you talking about? I didn't hear you clearly." Ye Feng poked his ears and asked, pretending to be puzzled.

"I said, if you don't roll, you'll break your leg..."

"Pa!"

However, before he finished, a particularly crisp slap fell on the worker's cheek in front of him.

At the same time, Ye Feng raised his leg and kicked the guy on his back and knocked him out.

"This..."

This scene happened so fast that the guards quickly surrounded and stared at Ye Feng.

Some people around looking for medicine were stunned.

No one expected that someone would make trouble at the gate of master Dong's residence and dare to beat the guard of master Dong's door directly? This boy, did he eat bear heart and leopard courage?

Too impulsive, too reckless. It seems that it's difficult to ask for medicine because of such a big storm today. Several have sighed.

"Shit, dare to beat me and kill him."

The beaten worker got up and rushed to Ye Feng, and other guards were about to rush up.

"Stop."

But they didn't wait for them to make a move. Suddenly, there was an angry drink at the gate.

After the sound, the faces of more than a dozen guards suddenly changed. They not only stopped their hands, but also quickly dispersed to make way for a passage.

At the gate, a middle-aged strong man with a determined look stepped in.

The middle-aged strong man was wearing armor and had a square national character face, but there was a sharp look between his eyebrows. Coupled with the respectful attitude of the guards towards him, everyone subconsciously felt that he must have an extraordinary origin.

Ye Feng can feel that this person exudes a deep invisible momentum. As soon as he comes out, he naturally attracts everyone's attention. It seems that his whole person is everyone's focus.

This is because the cultivation of martial arts has at least reached the congenital high weight and the spiritual will is particularly strong.

"What's the matter?" the middle-aged man asked without anger.

"This boy, he, he started to hit me." the factotum looked frightened and pointed to Ye Feng, but his fingers were trembling.

"Why?" the middle-aged man looked at the factotum for several points and asked.

"I......" the factotum wanted to explain, but Huo jing'er came over with a seriously ill little boy on his back and angrily scolded: "master, how can there be a servant like you in your house? It's a disgrace to the respected Master Dong."

She chattered and told the story quickly.

The middle-aged strong man looked more and more indifferent. A chill gradually rose around him, making the factotum kneel down involuntarily. The surrounding guards were also trembling, as if he could control their life and death.

"You, discrediting the teacher's reputation, should have expelled you from the house by breaking your limbs, but the teacher has always been relieved and certainly does not want to comment on such a cruel scene. Therefore, you can be convinced that you will only be expelled from the Dong house?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the worker and said coldly.

"Serve. I serve. I'll go right away. Thank you, commander!" the factotum stumbled away.

The middle-aged strong man looked at the surrounding guards: "you have seen this? Anyone who dares to commit it again next time will be punished heavily."

"Yes... Commander," the guards replied in unison.