Supreme Medicinal God

"Fight it? Gangjun, you said it easily. We don't even see the shadow of Wang Gu. How do you fight it?"

"And speaking of it, although it is said that the sword of Chiyou Patriarch is buried under Qixingling, who of you have really seen it? If the sword is really sheltering us, why doesn't it come out and cut Wang Gu now?"

"You are aggressive, you can fight, but what fight do we take? Can you find a way to live after you fight?"

The young man's voice fell, and there was an immediate opposition in the hall.

"Even if we die, how can our descendants of God of War resign? Even if we die, at least we fight vigorously, and we can die well!" Gang Jun shook his neck, not convinced.

When Gangjun said the words, the crowd in the hall immediately became more noisy.

But the old patriarch sitting on the throne did not speak, just smoking a hookah, quietly watching the opinions of the crowd in the hall.

Gradually, the atmosphere in the hall became more and more tense, and the arguing group of people were already blushing and thick necks, and even some were struggling, wanting to use their fists to reason.

"boom!"

Seeing this scene, the old patriarch who had not made a noise suddenly lifted the pot, and after a few knocks on the table, he said with a deep voice: "Noisy and noisy, look like me, calm down!"

The old patriarch was as majestic as Miao Zhai, and everyone heard the sound. Although still a little dissatisfied, he was quiet.

"The more dangerous it is, the more we can’t fight internally. There is a good saying, a chopstick is easy to break, and a chopstick is not easy to break! Wang Gu kills a person every three days just to scare us, Let us centrifuge from Germany!"

After the group of people calmed down, the elder patriarch said with a heavy heart.

"Patriarch, take your mind! If you say stay, we will fight to the death. None of us are afraid of death! You say go, we will arrange for the elders to leave as soon as possible!" Uncle Gong said in a deep voice.

Ji Guo did not speak, but also stared closely at the old patriarch, hoping he would come up with the final decision.

"Stay for three more days. In these three days, all the actions in the village must be together, and the gworms we have raised over the years have been gathered for me. I don’t believe that so many of us will even be the shadow of Wang Gu. Can't see it!"

The old patriarch refilled a pot of cigarettes, and after taking a deep breath, Shen Sheng continued: "If someone still dies three days later, then we will transfer the woman and child out of Baihuazhai. Male, accompany me and Wang Gu to death battle!"

"Yes!"

Hearing the old patriarch's words, everyone in the hall nodded at once.

"Okay, let's go. Arrange the little guy's events. Remember what I said, one chopstick is easy to break, and one chopstick is constantly broken. Our children in Baihuazhai, we should try our best to twist them together!" Old Seeing this, the patriarch waved his hand to signal the crowd's departure.

The crowd in the hall heard the sound, and then carried the child's body and left the hall.

Looking at the back of the crowd, the old patriarch smoked a cigarette, and then sighed with concern in his eyes.

According to legend, Wang Gu's oath was to kill everyone in the Miao Village, leaving no vegetation.

If the legend is true, even if they fled to the end of the world, I am afraid that they cannot escape Wang Gu's pursuit!

After a long time, the old patriarch got up and walked to the shrine in the middle of the hall. He knelt in front of a statue with a cow head mask and double wings, murmured and prayed: "Chiyou, if you are in heaven, please I beg you to shelter the poor children..."

...

At midnight, Ye Feng and his flight landed smoothly at Greentown Airport.

According to Nie Qingwu's original plan, after arriving at the airport, take the already prepared off-road vehicle and catch up to the day and night, you should be able to reach Baihuazhai.

But when he heard Lan Ling'er's words, Nie Qingwu's heart immediately fell cold.

Baihuazhai is located in the depths of the 100,000 mountains and is extremely remote. They want to pass by, they need to take a day and night car to Anzhou, and then drive a day to Pingtai Town.

After waiting for Pingtai Town, even the road was gone in front of you. You need to walk another day and night to reach Baihuazhai.

If you change in peacetime, you can just go on your way, but now saving people is like saving fire. If you really go through this, when you get to Baihuazhai, you might be killed again.

"Come on, I will fly you!"

After listening to Lan Ling'er, Ye Feng was half cold, and immediately made a decision.

Nie Qingwu's eyes lit up when she heard that, she thought how she had forgotten Ye Feng's ability.

Normal people have to travel long distances, but for Ye Feng, at this distance, Yu Jianfei would just pass by.

"Fly?" Lan Ling'er looked at Ye Feng in surprise, not quite understanding what he meant.

"You will know later." Ye Feng smiled mysteriously, and then found a corner of no one, took out the flying sword, infused with mana, jumped on the flying sword, and then reached out and pulled Nie Qingwu and Lan Ling'er up.

After the two women stood firm, the mana surged, and the flying sword immediately flew straight into the sky.

"God, we are really flying..."

It wasn't until half an hour later that Lan Ling'er finally woke up from the shock, looked at the gully forest below, looked at Ye Feng with excitement, and said in surprise.

At this moment, she finally understood why Ye Feng was able to avoid the demonstration crowd in just 20 minutes when she was in Korea, and ran back and forth between the embassy and Xu's house.

It turns out that everything is the credit of this flying sword.

"How about, it feels good to fly?" Ye Feng asked Lan Ling'er with a smile.

Flying with the two royal swords is already the limit of Ye Feng today, and consumes a lot of mana, but fortunately, the number of spirit stones on hand is not small, and he is not afraid of this loss.

"Her husband, you are too powerful! The people in the village are saved!" Lan Ling'er clenched his fist, very excited.

Husband?!

Nie Qingwu heard the sound and looked at Ye Feng in amazement. His eyes seemed to ask what was going on.

"Little girl film, what husband and young husband, don't shout when Miao Zhai!"

Ye Feng patted Lan Ling'er's head and admonished with a smile.

Miao Zhai's folk style is fierce. If Lan Ling'er yelled in front of her people, it would be unknown if the people over there would have to hold them to handle the marriage.

Lan Ling'er put out his tongue and didn't speak, but his eyeballs were dangling.

...

In the early morning, Ye Feng and others who traveled thousands of miles finally arrived in Baihuazhai successfully.

In order to avoid panic, Ye Feng landed two miles in advance. When a group of people hurried down the mountain road to Zhaizikou, they just saw the old patriarch carrying a group of people in the zhaizi, wrapped in white cloth. It seemed that they were holding a funeral.

Still a step late, and another person died!

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng's heart sank immediately.

(End of this chapter)