The strongest cultivator in the heavens

Chapter 237 Small bones
"That's my teacher. The second brother is eliminating demons." Yang Wenhao patted the girl on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, don't be afraid, with me here, no one can hurt you."

Before Yang Wenhao finished speaking, a figure suddenly flew upside down.

Seeing this, Yang Wenhao hurried forward to support him: "Are you okay?"

Bai Zihua clutched his chest, dressed in white, the long sword that should have been in his hand also disappeared.

"Boom."

Here comes the giant monster.

"Run!" The young girl behind shouted.

"Little sister, help me take care of him, I'll kill that beast."

According to the theory, Bai Zihua was only able to face such a monster with a sword, but he failed. It was simply because of Yan Dao's words that he was not allowed to use magic when he went down the mountain to practice. Otherwise, how could Bai Zihua not be able to defeat this monster.

"Oh then you..." The young girl looked at Yang Wenhao with worry in her eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, I'll be right back." Yang Wenhao directly pulled out the long sword from his waist.

This sword is the Sword of Immortal Slayer, although it looks ordinary, but if it is really time to use its strength, it can easily kill this demon.

Yang Wenhao jumped forward, and directly aimed at the monster with a sword.

With this sword strike, half of the monster's body was cut off by Yang Wenhao.

"Roar"

The demon suffered from pain, howled, and kept backing away, trying to escape.

But how could Yang Wenhao give him a chance to run, and put his hand directly on the forehead of the monster.

"Roar"

Even though the demon roared uncontrollably, all its blood was sucked dry by the Immortal Sword.

Among the Immortal Slaying Swords, the Immortal Execution Sword occupies a large part, so the bloodthirsty nature remains after smelting.

By beheading enemies, the Immortal Sword can still improve its quality.

The demon instantly turned into a puddle of blood.

With a flick of the Zhanxian sword in his hand, all the demon blood on the sword was thrown to the ground, and the blood spattered into a long line.

Then Yang Wenhao turned around and looked behind him.

Bai Zihua and the young girl have already run away.

Yang Wenhao directly chased after Yu Jian.

Soon came to a village.

Putting away the Immortal Sword, Yang Wenhao slowly walked into a medicine shop.

Walking into the pharmacy, what catches the eye is Bai Zihua in white.

"How's it going?" Bai Zihua asked.

"Killed by me." Yang Wenhao replied.

"Did you use a spell?" Bai Zihua asked with a slight frown.

"Brother, it's all like this, you still think about what Master said, but I can tell you, Master is preventing you from using spells, not me." Yang Wenhao shrugged and said.

Bai Zihua didn't continue, but turned to look at the young girl inside.

The young girl was in a hurry, holding a pack of paper in her hand, she kept opening the drawer where the medicinal herbs were stored, and grabbed the medicinal materials in the paper in her hand.

"What are you doing?" Yang Wenhao stepped forward and couldn't help asking when he saw the girl like this.

"I'm getting medicine, I'm getting medicine for my father." The young girl replied.

"You seem to be counting as burglary." Yang Wenhao touched his chin and said.

"What is burglary?" The young girl stopped grabbing the herbs and looked over.

"It's nothing, you continue." Yang Wenhao shook his head and said.

The young girl grabbed a few more herbs, and then wrapped them all up.

Then go out.

Yang Wenhao grabbed the young girl and said, "What are you going out for?"

In this chaotic world of monsters, going out like this is courting death.

"I'm going to save my father." The young girl shouted.

"Your father." Yang Wenhao turned his head to look at Bai Zihua, wanting to see Bai Zihua's opinion.

Bai Zihua said: "Go and do your own thing, you can go back to Changliu by yourself when it's almost done."

After speaking, Bai Zihua left directly, making Yang Wenhao feel a little baffled.

Not only Yang Wenhao is baffled, but even young girls are baffled.

"Your second brother" the young girl looked at Yang Wenhao.

"It's okay, I'll take you back, it's too dangerous for you to be alone." Yang Wenhao said.

"Thank you." The young girl said.

Later, under the escort of Yang Wenhao, the young girl returned to her own residence.

As soon as he entered this residence, Yang Wenhao felt something strange, but he just couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Daddy, wake up, Dad, wake up."

The young girl rushed into the house and came to the bed in the house. Looking at the middle-aged man lying on the bed in front of her, the young girl was full of tears.

But the middle-aged man lay motionless on the bed, as if he didn't hear the young girl's cry.

"Let me see." Yang Wenhao walked over at this moment.

The young girl stood aside and asked Yang Wenhao to step forward.

Yang Wenhao stretched out his hand and pressed on the middle-aged man's pulse, then stretched out two fingers, and pointed one finger on the middle-aged man's chest.

"Cough cough."

The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes.

"Daddy, you're awake!" The young girl was very happy.

"Thank you." The young girl looked at Yang Wenhao gratefully.

Yang Wenhao, who was standing aside, couldn't help shaking his head. This man was already terminally ill, and he was not far from death.

Although there is still a way to save, it depends on whether it is worth it.

There is no need to save such a random encounter.

You can't blame Yang Wenhao for being cold-blooded, but he usually doesn't do such thankless things.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes: "Xiaogu, who is this?"

"I was chased by bad guys outside just now, and it was this young hero who saved me." The young girl said.

"Dare to ask the young hero. Cough cough"

Judging from this, anyone who is not a fool can see that this middle-aged man is dying.

Yang Wenhao said: "I am Yang Wenhao."

"Yang Shaoxia, thank you." Every word the middle-aged man said was intermittent, as if he was overdrawing his life.

Seeing this, Yang Wenhao couldn't help shaking his head, and then said to the young girl beside him, "Get the medicine, I'll help you decoct it."

"Oh thank you." The young girl handed the medicine to Yang Wenhao.

Yang Wenhao turned around and went out to decoct the medicine.

In fact, no matter whether he takes medicine or not, this middle-aged man will not be able to do it.

unless
Pay too much, what can he get?A thank you?Maybe, it's not worth it at all.

In the courtyard, Yang Wenhao took out a decoction container and began to decoct the medicine.

Medicine is fried on the top, and the fire below has nothing to burn, but it can ignite by itself.

This fire is naturally Yang Wenhao's Nanming Lihuo.

This kind of fire can burn out of nothing, and nothing can't burn.

It is used to decoct medicine, and those monks who love fire will definitely say that Yang Wenhao was violent after seeing it.

But Yang Wenhao naturally wouldn't care about these.

(End of this chapter)