In the back hall, an old man in his fifties and sixties, carrying a medicine box, swept the dust off his body and rolled up his sleeves before entering the door.

Walked to the table, unloaded the medicine box on his body, and put it on the table. After Dama Jindao sat down, he picked up the blue and white porcelain teacup on the table, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and tasted it carefully in his mouth.

A small guy, in a hurry, ran over. With an anxious look on his face, he held on to the door and said, "Huhuhu~" gasped for several breaths, "Boss Huang, it's not good." What about the one who trampled your son under his feet and asked for medicinal herbs for him? Now..."

Bang!

Boss Huang slapped the table and stood up. With a snort, the door shook back and forth. Boss Huang disappeared into the house early, and saw Zhang De stepping on his son, you know, he is such a son, this is his heart and soul baby, and now he is actually trampled under his feet, spitting blood, and on weekdays, he is even more obedient to him.

The fist was clenched tightly, making a crackling sound of fried beans bursting, and on the fist, a light flashed, and purple electric snakes kept on the fist, winding and emitting purple light.

With a hard click, the floor on the ground exploded. A punch flew out, and a large, fan-like hand grabbed his fist. Boss Huang's eyes froze, and he was surprised in his heart, and said, "Damn, just catch it like this." Is this my Thunder Fist?"

Another fist, punched out. Ye Qing had a smile on his face, threw it out, and flew out. The subordinate who had just gone to call him flew out and fell to the ground. With a snort, a mouthful of red blood fell to the ground. Inside his eyes, a hint of surprise was revealed, and a handful of golden beans appeared in his hand, and a loud sound rang out.

Golden beans fell to the ground. emitted light, and turned into a yellow turban wrestler wearing gold armor, holding a red tassel broadsword, a mandarin duck lancet and other weapons in his hands.

There was a fierce look in his eyes, and he shouted, puffed up his plump muscles, and rushed out.

Boss Huang touched the blood on the corner of his mouth, and a mocking look came out of his eyes, and said, "Boy, no matter how powerful you are, you will die?"

He heard a loud noise and turned around. Seeing Ye Qing, the white vitality on his body, like a silver snake, was wrapped around his body, constantly rolling, like a god of war, suspended in mid-air.

Ye Qing said to Zhang De: "Turn around, busy with you." If you can't find medicinal herbs today, don't say I didn't help you?"

"Yes. A smile appeared on his face, he didn't expect Ye Qing to be so powerful.

Turning around, he looked at Young Master Huang on the ground, and said, "Huang Buren, aren't you crazy? Come on, let me see, how powerful you are?"

"I..." he wanted to say, give the herbs, but Zhang De, who had entered the state of madness, did not give him the slightest chance.

Syllable!

A slap in the face.

On Zhang De's face, a slap mark was left.

The color of the palm print is red, which can be described as red and white.

Red blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

"I... Want... Handful... Herbs for you. Slurred, stammering.

The saliva in the mouth, uncontrolled, fell to the ground with a clatter.

Zhang De picked at his ears, revealing a hideous face, and said, "What did you say?"

"I—" Before he could finish speaking, he grabbed him by the mouth with his hand.

Yellow Turban Lux has a red tasseled big knife, which opens and closes widely, and slashes over.

Ye Qing smiled at the corner of his mouth, and with his big hand, he grabbed the wrist of the Yellow Turban Lux.

That yellow turban wrestler's wrist couldn't advance or retreat, and his eyes were full of confidence.

But the full confidence slowly disappeared.

Click!

The bones of the wrist of the Yellow Turban Lux became two pieces.

Let's go!

Blood fell to the ground along the fingertips.

Thump!

He fell to his knees, panting and his eyes full of fear.

Ye Qing threw it away, and with the hand holding the big knife, Tara pulled down.

Ye Qing gently picked it up with his foot and picked up the red tassel knife on the ground.

The red-tasseled broadsword flew into the air.

Red cherry blossoms soar in the air.

Ye Qing grabbed it with his big hand, and unfolded a move to "cross Aoyun Peak".

The red tassel knife cut flat from the lower abdomen of the yellow turban wrestler.

The Yellow Turban Lux screamed, turned into a soybean, and fell to the ground.

Ye Qing jumped up.

Sitting on the counter, with Jiro's legs crossed.

Funny look, two soybeans on the ground.

Hehe smiled and looked at the other Yellow Turban wrestlers who were in a dilemma.

looked at Boss Huang, snapped, and slapped down.

On the counter, the lion's head was directly shattered into several halves.

From this table, pick up a kernel, and chew it with a flavor.

"It's delicious! Lao Huang, but there is no water at all, but it is your fault. I said, I'm here, don't you think anyone can go over?"

The broadsword rotated 360 degrees in the palm of his hand and thrust it hard.

Click!

The counter was halved, and a crack appeared on the floor.

Boss Huang saw this scene in his eyes, clenched his fists, and his eyes were dripping blood.

His own son was slapped and slapped one after another. His lion's head became half of it, and he was eaten, and he had to tell himself that it was delicious and that there was no water, so he blamed himself.

A bucket of rice raises a bad guy, and a rice or two raises a good guy.

Looking at the Yellow Turban wrestlers who were in a dilemma, they were very angry, and with a wave of their big hands, all the Yellow Turban wrestlers disappeared.

It turned into a soybean and fell to the ground.

Pick up a token from this waist with a Dan character written on it.

After being infused with vitality, it shimmers with golden light, making it even more dazzling.

"Great Luo Dan Sect?"

Ye Qing was taken aback, but he didn't expect that Bao Zhilin was actually a branch of the Great Luo Dan Sect.

But it was really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and the family didn't recognize the family.

Boss Huang was also taken aback, and said, "Oh, I didn't expect you to recognize it, that's good." Lest I have a lot of trouble, I know well, hurry up and release my son, apologize, and I'll let you go?"

"Uncle Huang, I heard your voice outside the door. A crisp voice sounded, and a girl in a light blue lace dress walked in, jumping up and down with her hands behind her back.

This person is none other than the medicine bottle.

The granddaughter of the Great Elder.

Boss Huang looked at the medicine bottle, and on his angry face, he couldn't help but squeeze out a smile, and said, "Niece, you don't have to care, it's just an inferior person at the dock?"

"You stay on the side first, I'll take care of it. I'll prescribe medicine for you..."Boss Huang moved his muscles and bones, and sacrificed the magic weapon to the stove.