Yan Dashan looked miserable, his body was covered in blood, his left arm was drooping and it was obviously broken, and there was a long scar on his face. His skin and flesh were opened and blood leaked, revealing the thick white bones inside. ←,

The elder of Heqian Village was still steadily. He held a mace tightly in his right hand, his eyes full of sadness and anger, and his lips were trembling involuntarily.

"Brother Yan"

Wei Changfeng immediately met him and asked in a deep voice: "What happened? Where is Brother Tiezhu?"

He saw more than a dozen hunters following Yan Dashan, and everyone looked sad. Yan Tiezhu could not be found, and he suddenly felt a bad feeling.

Yan Dashan's tiger eyes were filled with tears and said, "Our village was attacked by the mountain barbarian tribe, and Tiezhu was injured by the barbarians. Now it's almost gone!"

"Take me to see!"

Wei Changfeng didn't care about asking for details and said without hesitation: "I can save him!"

"Come with me!"

Yan Dashan suddenly felt refreshed.

Under the leadership of Yan Dashan, Wei Changfeng and other hunters came to his home.

Yan Dashan's home has been ruined. Half of the house collapsed, and the intact house is full of messes. Even the capital of the beast that was originally hung on the wall has been plundered, and broken wood is everywhere on the ground.

Yan Tiezhu was lying on the door panel on the ground, taken care of by a village woman, and there were four or five seriously injured villagers next to him, with a strong smell of blood scent in the air.

There are more men, women, young and old, huddled in the corner, weeping helplessly, and the atmosphere is very depressing and sad.

Wei Changfeng didn't care about others and immediately leaned over to investigate Yan Tiezhu's injuries.

Yan Tiezhu was seriously injured. His chest was hit by a heavy weapon. At least six or seven of his ribs were broken, and several broken bones pierced the internal organs and caused bleeding in the body. If he hadn't been for his strong constitution, he would have died long ago.

Despite this, he only had one last breath left now, and he would die at any time if he was unconscious.

Fortunately, Wei Changfeng arrived in time!

If it were another doctor or alchemist, facing such serious injuries, he would have to be helpless.

But in Wei Changfeng's hands, as long as he has a breath, he has a way to rescue him.

A generation of alchemy god a thousand years ago has the nickname "The King of Hell's sorrow"!

He took out the healing pill and golden needle from the Xumerian ring as fast as possible, and first used Duejiu acupuncture technique to stab the seven major acupoints on the front chest of Yan Tiezhu, temporarily sealing the blood in his body.

Then, the Taixu Pill power was used to correct bones and disperse stasis, and finally the healing pill was used to enter the abdomen with the Gang Qi.

With such a two-pronged approach, Yan Tiezhu pulled back from the brink of death.

During the entire treatment process, the hunters from Yandashan and other villages watched from the side and were very surprised.

They didn't know that in addition to being a skilled martial arts, Wei Changfeng was also proficient in medical skills.

"It's OK"

After asking Yan Tiezhu to swallow the pill, Wei Changfeng said to Yan Dashan: "Just just cultivate for half a month, Brother Tiezhu can recover."

He is also a skilled medical skill, and has unique skills and spiritual elixirs to complement him. Otherwise, he would not have been able to get better so quickly.

"Very good!"

A big rock fell in Yan Dashan's heart, and he was both grateful and admired Wei Changfeng.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Wei, your injury medicine."

As soon as Yan Dashan opened his mouth, Wei Changfeng understood what he meant and took out the entire box of healing pills without hesitation: "There are eight pills here, so I will take them first!"

Yan Dashan was immediately overjoyed: "Thank you, Brother Wei!"

He was not very polite, and immediately took the medicine box and asked him to be sent out.

The wounded people lying in the house were not only Yan Tiezhu. The population of Heqian Village was not large, but now many people are dead, so it is particularly important for those who are still alive. If you can save them, you must try your best to save them.

Wei Changfeng pulled Yan Dashan and treated him first.

Yan Dashan's injuries were lighter than Yan Tiezhu. His left arm was just dislocated and his bones were not broken, so he returned to normal as long as he was disconnected.

The knife on his face looked ferocious, and it was fine to apply the medicine to the wound. The only problem was that he had internal injuries.

During Wei Changfeng's treatment of Yan Dashan, he told the former about the cause of the incident.

The Shan Barbarian tribe is a nomadic barbarian tribe in the Ancestral Witch Valley. It is not very strong, but it also has hundreds of barbarian warriors and three barbarian warriors. The wizard who controls the tribe comes from Taixing City.

Originally, Heqian Village and the Shanbar tribe had no social relationships, and there were no grudges and entanglements.

But three days ago, Yan Qi, who had been imprisoned in the dungeon, escaped, but this morning, Heqian Village was attacked by the Shan Barbarian Tribe!

Although Yan Dashan led his men to fight to the death, the strength gap between the two sides was very big, so he had to retreat into the mountain and came back not long ago to clean up the mess.

There are only hundreds of families in Heqian Village. More than 40 people died in this disaster, and more seriously and slightly injured. It can be said that they were severely injured.

After hearing this, Wei Changfeng asked, "Why did the Shan Barbarian tribe attack you?"

"It's that beast Yan Qi!"

A hunter roared angrily: "It was him who led the mountain barbarian tribes here. They snatched our prey. The black pig king's skin and fangs were all taken away, and even the jerky we had in the cellar were snatched away!"

So that's it!

Wei Changfeng finally understood that it must be Yan Qi who knew the news and tried every means to escape and attract foreign enemies, looted his village. He was really a beast.

As the saying goes, there are more than 30 hunting teams led by Yan Dashan. It is difficult to hide the news from so many spoils, but it is undoubtedly a fatal mistake to let Yan Qi escape.

Otherwise, there would be no sufficient benefits, even if Yan Qi was so arrogant, he would not have attracted barbarians to attack the village.

Yan Dashan clenched his fists tightly, and the blue veins on his forehead were raised. He said in a deep voice: "It's all my fault. I should have killed him and the witch long ago, causing such a great disaster to the village."

"Elder, this has nothing to do with you. It's Yan Qi who harmed people!"

"There are also mountain barbarian tribes, all of them are fucking dogs and beasts!"

"We must take revenge!"

The hunters next to him were in a state of great enthusiasm. They did not blame Yan Dashan for their fault, but were all defending him.

Even so, Yan Dashan still looked gloomy and seemed very guilty.

At this moment, Yan Tiezhu, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes.

When he saw the situation around him clearly, he immediately reached out and grabbed Wei Changfeng and said anxiously: "Brother Weiwei, hurry up, save Xiaohuan!"

Something happened to Xiaohuan, too?

Wei Changfeng's face changed suddenly. ——
Chapter completed!