Frightened shouts were heard outside, and the originally jubilant atmosphere instantly dropped to the bottom.

Zeng Wen's face sank, something bad really happened, and his body flashed into a streamer and rushed out of the house, leaving Mingyang and Lan Yueyue, who were guests here.

Mingyang looked around at the empty surroundings and smiled.

This is the first time I've ever met such hospitality.

Lan Yueyue smiled faintly, stood up gently, and looked at Mingyang with a smile.

Although the smile was hidden by the veil, the smile could still be seen in those big smart eyes.

Mingyang smiled knowingly.

After a while, I saw several teenagers carrying a door panel and sending it in, followed by Zeng Wen.

Looking at Mingyang and Lan Yueyue's eyes full of apologies, she said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, this room is the biggest~"

Mingyang and Lan Yueyue shook their heads indifferently, and pointed to the young man lying on the door panel, indicating that this was the most important thing.

Their actions made the teenagers next to them feel good.

Mingyang's eyes looked through the gap around the teenagers, and saw the situation of the teenagers on the door panel clearly, and couldn't help frowning.

At this time, the young man had fallen into a coma, and his face was very handsome, but now he was blue and purple, with bulges in some places, and his unusually pale face and lips looked particularly desolate and painful.

This was obviously beaten by someone, with Mingyang's special eyesight, he saw that these injuries were just simple flesh wounds, obviously people beat him without using his vitality.

Mingyang said secretly: "It seems that this person is just insulting him, and he is not a dead man?"

Lan Yueyue on the side shook her head negatively, and said: "The disciples of the Eastern Saint Xuanzong will not insult him like this, they will only kill him~ The premise is that he offends the Eastern Saint Xuanzong." ”

Mingyang nodded in agreement, no matter how he said that people were also from big sects, he naturally disdained to do such an insulting thing, and if he really provoked others, he would be killed directly.

On Tuesday, the dog would take the initiative to provoke the Eastern Saint Xuanzong, and the result would definitely be impossible, no matter how bold he was, he would not be so big, and he was not stupid.

Mingyang swept over the many teenagers who looked at the bedboard, they were not stupid, how many of them were stupid to live in Luoshen City, a city where there was a Dao Yuan Realm everywhere?

The one who insulted the dog on Tuesday excluded the Eastern Saint Xuanzong, so it fell on the head of the local forces in Falling God City, as for who it was for the time being.

If you really want to know, you can ask Liu Yan or Liu Ruoruo directly from the Liu family, presumably they are all going to greet them, but it is unknown whether they are in front of others or behind.

After all, the disciples of the Eastern Sage Xuanzong arrived at noon~

Mingyang estimated that this would be the time if they were on their way at full speed. If they don't know, it's okay to ask the Liu family along the way, and they will be relieved when they think of this.

Continue to observe the seriously injured Tuesday dog, his heart is slow to rise and fall, but he has a strong survival force, and it seems that he can't die.

Looking at Tuesday's dog's limbs, Mingyang's brows moved slightly, and the scene in front of him gave him a familiar feeling!

If memory serves, I think I've seen a similar scene in that hellish prison.

Lan Yueyue saw that Mingyang's face was stunned, with a little aftertaste, and when she looked at his gaze, her ruddy little face turned pale in an instant, and she hurriedly avoided her gaze, even if she gasped for a few breaths of cold air, she also had a feeling of palpitations.

On the other hand, the teenagers present did not have palpitations, only worry and anxiety in their eyes, and took turns to convey internal qi to keep the weak breath of the dog on Tuesday.

For this move, Mingyang just glanced at it lightly, and shook his head disdainfully, with the tenacious vitality of the dog on Tuesday, there was no need to work so hard at all.

Looking at Tuesday's dog's limbs, except for the two arms, which were quite tough, except for the slight scratches and the scarlet black mixture of blood and soil left on the fingertips, the feet simply couldn't bear to look at directly, like a deflated ball, floppy, even the skin turned into an unhealthy black red, and the outside was wrapped in a layer of sticky scarlet, plus the black ash wrapped on it, which made people feel numb when they looked at it.

The bones of his feet were obviously crushed, and the blood that flowed from the broken veins filled his feet, and the blood continued to accumulate and rot, leaving behind the outrageous black-red color.

And his hand crawled on the ground after being crushed by someone's leg bones!

It's hard to imagine how strong is a living person's will to be able to climb back with the support of a pair of hands after being tortured like this?

"Bell Bell Bell ~"

The sound of the collision of bottles and cans echoed in the room, attracting the attention of the teenagers, including Mingyang, who followed the sound.

I saw Liu Ling running from outside in a panic with a few jade bottles in both hands, perhaps because he was too urgent, the fragile ceramic bottles often collided together, as if he was sending out a very urgent alarm.

And the boy who had stalled on the road ahead of her, when he heard the knocking sound, habitually stepped aside to make way for a road that went straight to Tuesday Dog.

Came to Tuesday Dog and immediately began to treat it.

When the slender fingertips touched Tuesday Dog's legs, he immediately retracted, and couldn't help but look at Zeng Wen, whose face was extremely gloomy.

Zeng Wen's fingertips pressed on Tuesday's dog's legs, and the faint mental fluctuations invaded it, shook his head helplessly, and sighed hoarsely: "It's completely broken, cut it off!"

After saying the last sentence, Zeng Wen seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength, and his expression was sluggish.

When the words fell, the young man next to him opened his eyes angrily, his fists clenched tightly, and the sound of clicking filled the room.

Zeng Wen raised his heavy fingertips, looked at the two deep, long-lost fingerprints, and was silent.

It seemed to be calm, but the air around him was heating up rapidly, and the hatred in his eyes was involved, and the suffocating depression spread.

On the other side, feeling the oncoming momentum, Lan Yueyue waved her little hand lightly, and this coercion dissipated in an instant.

Mingyang said slowly: "Maybe you don't have to cut these legs, there may be other ways." ”

Mingyang's questioning words hit the teenagers' fragile hearts like thunder, and they all drove towards Mingyang, their eyes full of hope and anger.

If this hope is dashed, then the anger in it will surely erupt.

Mingyang sensed this emotion, and said without being salty: "It's better to keep the anger and burn the enemy, and now let's take care of your brothers first." ”

When the words fell, the flames in the depths of the teenagers' eyes weakened a little, and a little boy who had appeared before was the first to stand up, staring at Mingyang, and said: "If you can save Brother Ergou, Xiao Yu'er will owe you a life!"

It's like a vow, a firm parting.

Zeng Wen was silent on the side, and only they knew the relationship between Xiao Yuer and Er Gouzi.

has been a good friend since childhood, so good as wearing a pair of pants, I am not surprised by Xiao Yuer's behavior.

Mingyang looked directly at Xiao Yu'er, wrote him down, looked at the two dogs lying on the door panel again, and said lightly: "Let's release the blood stasis in the foot first, these blood stasis have accumulated for a long time, and his leg is really useless~"