Chapter 45

Yetong gave Wuyou an encouraging look, Wuyou nodded solemnly, and the two continued to move forward, and this time, Wuyou did not slow down.

Once a person has love, he will have courage, and his name now has the love bestowed on him by others.

When the two arrived at the entrance of Wangjia Village, they saw a group of villagers standing there tremblingly holding various weapons such as hoes and sticks, and the old and weak women and children were hiding. .

When they saw Yetong and Jun Wuyou finally appear, a middle-aged man shouted: "Little girl, get away from that monster beside you, you will be hurt by him."

"Yeah, he just hasn't shown up yet, don't be fooled by his current appearance."

"Monster! Defeat the monster!"

When a group of people saw a fairy-like woman like Yetong staying next to Wuyou, they developed a heart of protecting beauty, which gave them the courage to fight against the monster in their mouths.

Yetong came to the front of the group of people and smiled innocently: "What monster? Why didn't I see it?"

"It's... right by your side." The man stammered, frightened, but he still couldn't bear to kill such a fairy.

"Ah, you said my brother is a monster? Then I'm not a monster either." Ye Tong widened his eyes, pretending to be puzzled.

Wuyou glanced at Yetong with emotion.

"What? You are his sister..." Everyone took a few steps back when they heard this.

"I'm not a monster." Wuyou finally stood up.

"Ahem, please don't embarrass this child. If you make a mistake, it's my fault." An old man over sixty came out tremblingly, coughing badly.

"Grandpa Wang." Wuyou's mood fluctuated when he saw the old man appear.

"Village chief, why are you out? Come in quickly." The villagers hurriedly surrounded the old man.

The crowd supported the old man and brought him back, leaving some people to stop Yetong and Wuyou.

"Wait a minute." Yetong called to stop the people returning.

Although the people here couldn't resist Yetong's trick at all, treating others equally was a form of respect.

Everyone turned around in doubt.

"I can heal your old village chief." Yetong had long seen that the old village chief had a dark wound on his chest, which was seriously injured many years ago, and it had been accumulated in his body.

"What did you say? Can you cure the old village chief?" Everyone questioned more than surprised.

Yetong threw a bottle of medicine to the person who was the most skeptical.

The man glanced at Yetong suspiciously, opened the lid, and a strong scent of pills wafted out.

"Wow, it smells so good, it smells like medicine."

"This is a pill, it's actually a pill!" The man took out one and his eyes widened. Although he couldn't recognize what kind of pill it was, it looked very extraordinary.

"You practiced this?"

"That's right, I'm a pharmacist, let me try." Yetong looked at those people sincerely.

"Ahem, let her try, I won't live long anyway." The old village chief glanced at Yetong thoughtfully, then turned and walked away.

"What? Old village chief, what nonsense are you talking about, you will surely live a long life."

"Your old village chief is right. His hidden illness has been accumulated for many years, and once it breaks out, it will be irreversible." Yetong's words directly poured cold water on them.

"Okay, then let you try, but you can come in, but he can't!" The villager compromised, but still pointed at Wuyou and shouted.

"Hehe, I don't remember that I asked you, why did I agree to your conditions?" Yetong punned, sneered secretly, and wanted to leave with Wuyou.

Wuyou looked at her with pleading eyes, and she replied with a reassuring expression.

"No, no, girl, don't go, okay, let him stay together." Thinking of the situation of the old village chief, the villagers decided to take a risk.

In fact, from a normal thinking point of view, isn't it easy for them to kill those villagers?

Yetong smiled at Wuyou, and the two finally followed the villagers into Wangjia Village.

Everyone went towards the village chief's house. Yetong, Wuyou, and the old village chief and his son entered the house together. The others did not enter, but they were unwilling to leave. They stood at the door one after another, waiting for the result.

(End of this chapter)

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