Swordsman of the World

Chapter 17 Qinger's Illness
In the small village, Mr. Xia had a majestic expression on his face, and shouted to Yang Dong in an orderly tone: "You fool, quickly light a fire and cook for me, I'm very hungry."

"Oh, and, give me your magic weapon. In Leizhou City, I can give you a medium-grade magic weapon."

"My father is a prince. A swordsman like you is not even qualified to be a diner in my house. Now, I will give you a chance to mix with me, get promoted and make a fortune. Free up the land and get me something to eat. "

As Young Master Xia said, he was about to walk into the house, as if he was the master here.

Yang Dong put his Xingchen sword in front of him, and said: "You are just a swordsman, and now you don't even have a sword. I just wanted to kill you. You want me to be your servant? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Mr. Xia said arrogantly: "Presumptuous, do you know who my father is? My father is a prince. If you dare to kill me, it is useless for you to escape to the ends of the world. You have to understand who you are? A commoner."

Yang Dong seemed to have heard a big joke: "Haven't you figured out the current situation? I killed you all here, will anyone know what I did?"

The sharp eyes stared at Mr. Xia with fear, and he suddenly realized that the young man in front of him was not an ordinary swordsman, utilitarianism could not be tempted, and the identity of the royal family could not be intimidated.

But he has an absolute strength advantage at this time.

With a 'shua' sound from the Star Sword, a beam of sword energy shot out, flying past Mr. Xia's cheek, scraping off a piece of his hair, leaving the skin around the ear, leaving behind a line of hot blood.

Mr. Xia's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly said: "Ah! Wait, don't kill me, don't kill me."

"Yang Dong, don't go too far, everyone is fleeing, and we should support each other at this time." Yang Xue couldn't help but say.

Yang Dong was furious and said: "Shit! Who insisted on separating everyone by strength and weakness in the morning? And then turned around and robbed us of food? Who asked me to hand in my magic weapon? And who wanted mine? Life?"

"I did it for everyone's survival. There is nothing I can do. If I bring a group of old and weak women and children with me, I will die together." Mr. Xia defended his actions in fear.

Yang Dongfei kicked him in the abdomen, and snorted, "Very well, now you are a useless piece of trash, and I will line up in order of strength, and those who are useless will get out."

"Uh... I'm useful, my father is the prince." Mr. Xia's face was painful, and he lay on the ground covering his abdomen, unable to speak.

Yang Dong took a deep breath, and said, "I just thought everyone was fleeing and getting to know each other, so I didn't use the killer. I'm already merciful enough, get out!"

The last rolling character is full of Yang Dong's sword aura, as unpredictable as the power of the stars, causing the four of them to fall into a vortex of space and darkness, with a kind of coercion beyond the level.

The four of them all showed fear on their faces, and took a step back involuntarily.

But they didn't leave. It should be said that they were exhausted and hungry, and they couldn't walk anymore.

"Little brother, you are right, we are wrong today, and you are already very kind."

At this time, the old man who had been standing behind said slowly, "This old man has traveled all over the world and visited countless people. There are few benevolent people like you who repay evil with kindness."

Yang Dong didn't appreciate it, and said, "What are you talking about? Flattering me? I don't need it, get out."

The old man waved his hand and said, "I am a doctor and a great swordsman."

Yang Dong raised his eyebrows, and immediately put his hand on the hilt of the sword, Great Sword Master?Is the other party still hiding such a master?
The old man frowned and said soothingly: "Hehe, don't be impatient, I can't pose a threat to you, because my sword fetus is gone, and I can't use sword energy."

"I found out earlier that your relatives seem to have been poisoned unusually, maybe I can help." The old man said: "I hope you can think about it, I will treat your relatives, you accept us, At this time, only unity has a chance to survive, the saint said, good deeds leave no trace."

Yang Dong couldn't help being surprised, since he is a great swordsman, why doesn't he have a sword fetus?

But he is the doctor next to Mr. Xia, so he must not be a mediocre person. If he is asked to see a doctor for his sister, he should be able to see something.

"It's good to say that good deeds leave no trace, then come in." Yang Dong put away his sword, his eyes scanned, and finally he and Yang Xue exchanged a look, both of them felt strange.

In the private house, Yang Dong distributed some porridge and bacon to several people, and then asked the old man to see a doctor for Song Muqing.

Before the old man came to the bed, he took Song Muqing's pulse, asked about his medical history, and took some blood tests.

Yang Dong has been watching from the side, realizing that a quarter of an hour has passed, and anxiously said: "Old man, how is my sister? Is there any cure?"

The old man smiled calmly: "There is no cure, I will waste so much time here? Young man, be patient, it will be fine soon."

After a while, the old man finally stopped his hands and said: "This poison is undoubtedly called Crane Feather Manna. It is a kind of insect poison that takes people's inner energy and makes people weak and weak. There must be a poisonous insect in my sister's abdomen. It swallows and swallows every day. The qi is the toxin released.”

The two of them turned pale with fright. Are there poisonous insects in their bodies?

Yang Dong hurriedly said: "My sister has been ill for eight years, can poisonous insects live that long?"

The old man stroked his long beard, and looked at Yang Dong with an ignorant look like your kid.

"Hehe, then what kind of insect do you want to look at? Insects in the mortal world have no lifespan in the shortest day. This poisonous insect is called a 'corpse leech'. My sister has been relying more and more on the Sky Crystal Grass in recent years, and I conclude that the poisonous insects in her body are dying."

"The poisonous insects rely on the Qi-nourishing herb like Sky Crystal Grass to live. Your sister is only alive if the poisonous insects are alive."

"Once the poisonous insect dies, it will secrete a new toxin, and it only takes a while for my sister to lose her breath and die."

Yang Dongyue's face became uglier when he heard this, but Song Muqing grinned helplessly, as if she had been waiting for death for a long time.

"Mr., please save my sister." Yang Dong said very sincerely.

The old man said while stroking his beard: "I can save her. It only takes a small trick to attract the poisonous insects. After the poisonous insects are separated from the body, she will return to normal..."

Yang Dong frowned and didn't interrupt, waiting for the old man's next words. It was obvious that the old man wanted to put forward some conditions.

The old man immediately said: "This old man is going to Leizhou City, and Xia Shaoqing is also going to Leizhou. I am the guest of their Xia family, so I need someone to protect us. If you promise to protect us and go to Leizhou City, I will promise to treat your sister."

"I'm just a swordsman. The old man thinks highly of me." Yang Dong felt 1 reluctances in his heart, and sparing his life was already the best he could do.

"Nowadays, when employing people, you can't be picky at all." The old man explained: "One more person, one more strength."

Yang Dong said firmly: "I refuse."

The old man asked back: "Aren't you afraid that I won't save your sister?"

Yang Dong suddenly raised the corners of his mouth evilly: "Old man, do you think I'm too kind? In fact, I'm going crazy, and I'm afraid of myself."

The old man raised his eyebrows and saw that Yang Dong's hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

Yang Dong said very solemnly: "I hope the old man understands who is the one who takes the initiative in this position."

"Eh..." The old man watched the Xingchen Sword come out of its sheath little by little, and raised his hand nervously. This young man turned his back on the general, and he really didn't play his cards according to common sense.

"Aren't you afraid of me doing something? For example, the next new poison or something." The old man also responded calmly.

Yang Dong grinned: "Of course I'm not afraid, because I will escort you. But...in exchange, I need your guidance during the itinerary, about cultivation."

The old man smiled wryly: "Sure enough, you are a formidable young man. Pushing and beating, with one carrot and one stick, not only let me detoxify your sister for free, but also take advantage of me."

Although the old man understands this truth, but the situation is stronger than others, he has no way to resist Yang Dong.

"Well then, I agree, because I want to go to Leizhou City alive. It's just that when you arrive in Leizhou City, your life will not be so easy. Xia Shaoqing will not let you go easily." The old man sneered slightly.

"Hmph, how can a good-for-nothing playboy threaten me? He can't even see the dust and smoke behind my butt." Yang Dong said confidently.

His self-confidence is naturally exuded, because he does have a hole card that is enough to be confident.

What he said immediately made the old man look at him in horror, wondering if he really had a trump card, or was he bragging?But I always feel that this young man is imposing and has the air of a general.

The old man narrowed his eyes, looked at Yang Dong, and felt that he was special. He nodded while stroking his beard, and liked him more and more.

Early the next morning, the old man went out to gather some herbs, and Yang Dong also took out some of the medicines he had with him, and prepared to brew them together with a kind of pill that the old man had with him.

But when Yang Dong prepared a medicine jar for him, he waved his hand and said, "How can an ordinary medicine jar work? Little guy, I will teach you a brand new thing today, tripod tire."

"Ding Tai? What's that?" Yang Dong looked at the old man, looked at the medicine pot in his hand, and then threw the medicine pot away.

The old man sat cross-legged in the room, with his hands flat on his chest, exhaling spiritual energy.

Yang Dong felt that the aura of heaven and earth was centered on the old man, gathering continuously and forming a vortex.

Then I saw a tripod, a white three-legged tripod like a vague shadow, the size of two palms, slowly 'floating' out of the old man's body.

"This is the tripod fetus, hehe, incredible, right?" The old man narrowed his eyes, as if intending to impart this knowledge to Yang Dong.

The old man threw all kinds of herbs into the cauldron, sacrificed the herbs in the cauldron with his own strength, and quickly removed most of the impurities and medicinal ingredients.

What he needs will become a little bit of white light, wrapped in special power, and then fused with one of his pills to re-sacrifice.

Finally, after an hour of alchemy, a white jade-colored pill was refined.

When Yang Dong held it in his hand, it felt a bit hard, like a stone.

The old man was a little tired, waved his hand, and said: "Give her a drink with water, and she will be fine after vomiting. This is not an ordinary pill, but a panacea that can help her recover."

Yang Dong was skeptical, but Song Muqing trusted the old man very much and accepted it directly.

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