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The Ghost Hand Doctor laughed and said, "Friend**, we agreed in advance. If you catch this kid, you will hand it over to me first. After I get what I want, I will let you deal with that kid."

The young man said indifferently: "If it weren't for the Wuliangshan Ya family who didn't know why they wanted to protect this kid, he was a little furry child who was still stinky, how could he keep him until now? As long as he can succeed, he would naturally count the matter of what he had agreed to Mr. Ghost Hand before."

The Ghost Hand Doctor let out a strange laugh and said, "Since that's the case, I will say goodbye first! Please!"

The ghost hand monster doctor left silently, and a cultivator in the first stage of birth next to Yin Liyuan said in a deep voice: "Young master, this ghost hand monster doctor has unknown origin, and his subordinates cannot find any results. It seems to appear suddenly. The magical cultivation is extremely profound, and it seems to be an extremely high-level skill. Its cultivation level is comparable to that of the Golden Elixir Stage. Do we really believe this guy? He seems to have something else to do!"

Yin Liyuan sneered and said, "The world is bustling, all for profit, and the world is bustling, all for profit to go to the true world for their own benefit. This guy is also a doctor, but he doesn't know why he practices the magical skills. He wants to catch the boy named Ye. His purpose is nothing more than the doctor's things, and it has nothing to do with us. As long as the poison he gave is useful, catch the boy, and then peel the old man's skin and cramps and pull out his soul and light the sky lantern!"

The man next to him nodded and said, "Young Master, we acted without permission this time. What if we do evil to the people of Wuliang Mountain? The ancestors have strict orders. We must not have head-on conflicts with Wuliang Mountain, and we must not offend them at will."

Yin Liyuan laughed strangely and said, "Who said we will deal with the boy named Ye? Don't talk nonsense. The guy named Ye has nothing to do with me, the Guiyu Sect. It's just that the boy is not good at medical skills but pretends to be a quack doctor and treats people to death. Our Guiyu Sect has never appeared."

The person beside him nodded immediately and said, "I understand."

On the other hand, Ye Yuan left a small town and was about to rush to the surrounding places where people gathered. During earthquakes and natural disasters, the more densely populated the place, the more the casualties might be. He wanted to collect 129,600 copper coins. A total of 129,600 most purest coin power, but the insights obtained from the town before were understood that most of the copper coins he collected before were defective.

Especially from the copper coins in the hands of some monks, there was no sense of any vow on it. However, the copper coins obtained in the previous town contained a very dazzling vow in Ye Yuan's eyes. This vow was what Ye Yuan needed, so he was ready to truly integrate into the profession of doctors and truly practice medicine. He treated those who were injured in this disaster this time.

Only with the most sincere feelings can one get the most sincere wish. Even Ye Yuan cannot force this, he can only take one step at a time.

Ye Yuan was more than 30 miles away from the next town, and there were some idle farmers living there, but they lived in the countryside and had a vast area. At that time, they were all doing farm work in the world. Most of them were not hurt, but they were sure of being frightened.

More than thirty miles ahead, a young man in white robe with a hint of righteousness between his eyebrows was walking on the road, looking at the town with countless buildings collapsed in the distance, and said to a man standing next to him with a sword in his arms: "Uncle Qi, there is a town ahead. Let's go in. This time, because of the group of gloomy ghosts in Yuzhou, I don't know how many people have been killed. We will hurry up and how many seriously injured people can be treated."

The big man looked at the dusty young man with a hint of care in his eyes and said, "Fei'er, don't work too hard. You've consumed almost all your true energy before, so let's take a break before talking about it."

Shang Pengfei's face turned right and said, "Uncle Qi said this is wrong. I am first aiding the merchant, and I am doing first aid skills. When I am falsely accused of my life, it is time to use it. This time, this incident happened in the western part of Yunzhou. My Wuliang Mountain also affected the scope of this time. All doctors and even doctors who are still studying were sent out. As the successor of the merchant, if I see someone dying in front of me, how can I face the ancestors of my merchants!"

The big man smiled bitterly and said, "Forget it, Uncle Qi can't tell you, let's go."

Before they could reach the town, they saw a thin little girl next to the road with a strong man with his legs on his back, walking towards the town with difficulty.

Shang Pengfei looked at the little girl and sighed inwardly. As soon as he was about to say something, he saw that the big man on the little girl's back looked pale and sweating all over her head. He seemed to be muttering to himself. He was shocked and hurriedly said: "Miss, let go of this big brother!"

The skinny and dirty girl saw Shang Pengfei showing off her talent and looked righteous and not as treacherous as she looked vigilant: "Who are you? How about you want to do my father?"

Shang Pengfei hurriedly said, "I am a doctor. Ling Zun seems to have a high fever. His complexion is even more symptomatic of excessive blood loss."

When the little girl heard this, she hurriedly put the big man down. Shang Pengfei stepped forward and checked, put one hand on the big man's wrist, looked at the bandages that were still seeping blood on the root of the big man's thighs, and said, "This girl, I think Lingzun's legs seem to have been cut off by sharp weapons. What's going on?"

When the little girl heard this, she not only showed a sad look, but also showed a hint of gratitude, saying, "My father was pressed against his legs by rocks and almost died. Fortunately, she met Dr. Ye. Dr. Ye said that my father's legs had been pressed against his legs by rocks for a long time, and his legs had lost blood supply for a long time and had to be cut off. This time she saved my father's life."

Shang Pengfei called his veins, but his brows became more and more frowning, and he murmured to himself: "If the legs lose blood supply for a long time and are necrotic, the meridians must also be necrotic. If the meridians on both legs are necrotic, the meridians in other parts of the body will inevitably be affected. When the vital energy is severely damaged, it will move the whole body with one stroke, and the upper body will inevitably be directly dried, but the meridians in this man's upper body are intact..."

Pengfei's expression became increasingly ugly, and at the end, his face was gloomy and full of anger. While inputting true energy to heal the wounds of the man. While sealing the acupoint with a golden needle, he sealed the blood on the man's legs. After a while, seeing the man fall asleep, Shang Pengfei stood up angrily and said angrily: "Mutual doctor! Messy doctor! How can first aid be done? Even a doctor who is still studying medicine will not act like this. The man is obviously not in danger of life, but he cuts his legs, causing him to almost die of blood loss and infection! Messy doctor! Messy doctor!"

The little girl beside her turned pale when she heard Shang Pengfei's words. She said, "Doctor Shang, did you say... you said... my father was misdiagnosed?"

Shang Pengfei was angry and said, "Little girl, what's the name of this quack doctor?"

The little girl said, "Ah, I don't know what Dr. Ye's name is?"

Shang Pengfei suddenly moved his heart. He seemed to think of something and said, "Doctor Ye, who you mentioned, is a 10-year-old boy wearing a white robe, who looks very gentle, and is followed by an old man who looks kind-looking and kind-looking?"

The little girl nodded pale, tears in her eyes as if they were raining.

Shang Pengfei was furious and said to the man beside him: "Such a quack doctor is like a demon who is so quack doctor. I heard how Ye Shao praised this quack doctor before. Uncle Seven, this quack doctor must have not gone far. Check it out to see if this quack doctor is still nearby. If you meet..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the man who had lost his legs on the ground, and the tears of despair and tears of tears. In conjunction with the thin and thin figure, he said angrily: "Catch it directly, if you resist and kill it on the spot, such a quack doctor will be more terrifying than an evil demon!"

The big man looked at Shang Pengfei who was angry and sighed inwardly, staring at the surrounding area for more than ten miles, but did not find any danger, and said, "I'll come if I go..."

After saying that, a sword light lit up and the man disappeared.

As soon as the man left, the little girl who was slumped on the ground, lowered her head and sobbed constantly, suddenly raised her head, with a cold light flashing in her eyes, and she sneered. The next moment, Shang Pengfei suddenly paused, turned his head with difficulty, looked at the little girl, her eyes were full of horror, and said with difficulty: "Immortal Poison, you are Yuzhou..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell down straight, unable to do it even if he moved his eyes.

The girl stood up, sneered, walked to the man's side, cut it on the man's neck with one palm, and instantly shot him to death, saying, "Hmph! An ant-like figure actually made the slave carry you for so long, damn it!"

Then he looked at Shang Pengfei who was lying on the ground, and his eyes were full of cold light, and he sneered, saying, "Shang Pengfei, the third young master of Wuliangshan emergency service, the third generation of the younger generation, is a pity, he is just a fool with a sense of justice. No wonder the young master said that this trip is bound to be feasible. Are you thinking about why I can hide it from your seventh uncle? Look here!"

As he said that, the girl revealed her cleavage, and there was a pill the size of a broad bean between her. She giggled: "With this thing, your divine thoughts cannot detect my background, and I cannot use divine thoughts."

Shang Pengfei's eyes were full of anger, but the girl sat down, looked at Shang Pengfei, and said, "Don't glar at me, I don't need to hate me. If you want to blame, blame the Ye. The Ye was killed by your seventh uncle, and then your seventh uncle and the old man died together. Then, you? You died together by the Ye's death, you all died together, haha..."

On the other hand, Shang Pengfei's seventh uncle was stopped by several masters of the Ghost Sect. The man stepped on a sword light and stood in his arms. He looked at the seven or eight masters of the Ghost Sect around him, with a serious expression. He had the cultivation level of the Golden Pill stage, but there were five people around him, and two from the Golden Pill stage, not to mention the cultivators of the Ghost Sect. The greatest combat power was not himself, but the ghosts driven.

The big sword in Shang Laoqi's arms continued to tremble, and sword intent broke out of the body, and with a long sound, it was unsheathed. A cold light flashed, and hundreds of sword energy were killed around.

Shang Laoqi looked solemn. Seeing this situation, he naturally thought of falling into a trap!

The condensed sword energy that seemed to be as solid as the essence sprayed out without any brink, and said, "Are you going to fight with me Wuliang Mountain?"

However, none of these monks spoke. In addition to the seven monks, there were also dozens of ghosts that were comparable to these monks to help. Although Shang Laoqi had cultivated me in the late stage of the Golden Pill, the other party had four of his cultivation, including the ghosts, and there were even one evil ghost comparable to the early stage of the gas relief period. Secondly, one ghost was enough to fight him.

Shang Laoqi had red eyes. He never thought that the people from the Guiyu Sect would dare to be so bold. The people who attacked Wuliang Mountain in Yunzhou could already think of what kind of crisis Shang Pengfei was in. The sword energy was induced to the extreme, and blood was vaguely oozing out of his skin. It was obvious that the sword energy was entering his body and he was ready to fight to the death.

"No matter what, we cannot let these people's conspiracy succeed!"

At the same time, a few miles away, Ye Yuan took Changsun Wuji to move forward quickly, but saw a scent of weeds burning in the air. After a gentle sniff, Ye Yuan chuckled and said, "With a hint of yin energy, well, it should be the burning smell of ghost suzuki, so the taste before should be mugwort flowers, it's really uncreative."

He quickly recited the mantra, and Ye Yuan shouted in a deep voice: "Ignore it!"

With a call, Ye Yuan disappeared into Changsun Wuji's perception, and similarly, Changsun Wuji was also ignored and blessed. Ye Yuan's voice sounded in Changsun Wuji's mind: "Let's go."

After walking forward for about a mile, he felt a master in the Daojia Realm holding a pill and staring at the direction of Ye Yuan. Ye Yuan shook his head gently and said, "Poison? It's really uncreative. Poisoning in front of me has no effect. Then, it can only be poisoning Changsun Wuji. It's a good plan. The ghost hand monster doctor has a good plan. If Changsun Wuji is poisoned and I am just a doctor, they will definitely be plotted against."

Walking under the noses of this basic cultivator, the other party turned a blind eye and stared at Ye Yuan's path.

Feeling the violent fighting fluctuations coming from the front and the fighting spirit of not regretting death, Ye Yuan led Changsun Wuji to move forward quickly.

On the other side, during the battle, Shang Laoqi was covered in blood, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. The sword in his eyes was determined to be dead without regrets. The sword in his hand had turned into blood red, and blood was constantly sprayed out of his mouth, and he shouted angrily: "Crying blood!"

When Ye Yuanyuan saw this situation, he blurted out: "Feeling blood-crying sword intent!"

When he saw that the person fighting was from the Yugui Sect, Ye Yuan's clear voice came from afar: "My fellow Taoists from the Yugui Sect, have you found the wrong person?".

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