Luoxia country, outside the city

Rows of neat soldiers wearing bright armor, from the city gate, all the way to ten miles away, the city gate, there are countless people looking forward to the prime minister, the leader is a middle-aged man, the face of the national character, thick eyebrows and big eyes, eight-foot figure wearing golden armor, majestic, but at this moment, the serious face, there is a look of anxiety.

The middle-aged man is the guardian of this mediocre place, Zhao Cheng's uncle, Zhao Tianzong.

Since receiving Zhao Cheng's letter, he also knew about Chen Xiaoming and the conditions he proposed.

At that time, he was already an ant on a hot pot, and it was nothing if he didn't have more conditions, even if it was a more difficult thing, as long as he could save the lives of the people in this city, he would do it.

"General, here, here."

On the main road, a cavalryman flew back from a dark sentry and shouted loudly.

For a while, Zhao Tianzong and the others instantly became energetic, glanced at the deputy general beside them, and then tidied up, leading the officials behind them to move forward to greet the past.

On both sides of the avenue, the soldiers lined up, and in the distant sky, a figure came slowly, from far to near, and vaguely a carriage came.

On the side of the carriage, there was a banner with the four characters of the Living Doctor Saint written on it.

Seeing this, Zhao Tianzong breathed a deep sigh of relief, and his heart relaxed a little.

"Let's go, come up with me to greet you."

said to the people behind him, he did not forget the request in his nephew's letter, and welcomed him in person.

"Stomp Tread Stomp ............"

With a soft sound, Zhao Tianzong and others greeted him, and Lu Liang, who was driving the carriage, slowly stopped.

"Greetings, sir!"

Taking the lead in lowering his body, Zhao Tianzong bowed respectfully to the carriageway, and the officials of Shangyong City behind him saw that Zhao Tianzong respected him so much, and couldn't help but bend down and salute.

"Well, it's okay."

A faint voice of words came from inside the carriage, Chen Xiaoming did not get out of the carriage, but ordered Lu Liang to drive the carriage towards the city.

For a while, among the officials behind Zhao Tianzong, many people showed anger, they all greeted them in person, bent down, and the other party didn't even get out of the carriage and see each other, which was not to take them in their eyes.

Even Zhao Tianzong's face was a little unhappy at the moment, but when he thought of Zhao Cheng in the letter, he deliberately warned himself again and again not to offend the other party!

Although I don't understand why, it can make Zhao Cheng so jealous, and he deliberately reminds himself that Chen Xiaoming's origin must be extraordinary.

"Let's go, go back."

After calming down, Zhao Tianzong's words could not hear any anger, and for a while, countless people who were waiting for his perversion were stunned.

Who is Chen Xiaoming, who even Zhao Tianzong doesn't dare to offend?

Countless people had such thoughts flashing in their hearts, and those who originally wanted to trouble each other couldn't help but stop.

At the city gate, the carriage drove in unimpeded, but as soon as he entered the city gate, an indescribable and inexplicable aura shrouded him, and Lu Liang, who was driving the carriage, frowned instantly.

"Sir."

whispered to Chen Xiaoming in the carriage, this rich dead air seemed to shroud the city in a haze, and it was so depressing that it made people breathless.

The shops on both sides of the street have long been closed, and the spacious streets, paved with bluestone, and a wide variety of shop signs, show the prosperity of this city in the past, but at this moment this prosperity is not there, and there is not even a figure on the street.

The divine sense swept by, and the situation of the entire Shangyong City was in full view, ten rooms and five empty, and the situation of the entire city was even worse than what Zhao Chengcheng said.

"Let's go to the northeast corner."

There was dead air everywhere, and the dead air in the northeast corner was the strongest, and Chen Xiaoming wanted to go over and find out.

Lu Liang drove the carriage, turned the direction, and went straight to the northeast corner of Shangyong City, Zhao Tianzong and the others, who were following closely behind, looked at the carriage that was suddenly disguised, and couldn't help but wonder.

But then glanced at the direction in which the other party was going, and many people stopped in fright and stopped following anymore.

Zhao Tianzong stared at it for a while, hesitated, and quickly followed.

Seeing that Zhao Tianzong had followed, a few people gritted their teeth and followed.

As for the rest of the people, they were also silent, not daring to follow anymore.

The carriage moved forward, all the way to the northeast corner, and the elite soldiers could be seen on the road, but those soldiers glanced at the carriage to enter, and they were not even bad, so they let it go directly.

Along the way, he finally came to a place full of life, Chen Xiaoming's consciousness was swept away, but his expression changed slightly.

Before the carriage, there was a quarantine area, where the plague broke out, and all those who were infected had to be quarantined.

The previous soldiers were responsible for preventing people from coming out of the quarantine area, so they didn't even look at Chen Xiaoming and the others.

Whoever enters, he cannot go out. That's what they do.

"Step."

Stepping down from the carriage, Chen Xiaoming glanced up at the lifeless quarantine area in front of him, no one dared to approach here, and this place had long since become a dead place.

Looking around, from the tall buildings in the distance, Chen Xiaoming saw many soldiers who were in charge of monitoring here.

"Let's get started."

The divine consciousness swept through the quarantine area, and now there are 800,000 infected people in the quarantine area, of which 50,000 are dead, and only more than 700,000 are still alive.

The number is not big, for Chen Xiaoming, as long as he wants, he can solve it all with a wave of his hand.

But there was no need for that.

"Go, throw this into the well."

A white pill appeared in his hand, more than 700,000 people, one by one, even if they didn't die, they could be consumed, he Chen Xiaoming would be tired and hung up.

"Yes, sir."

Bowing her head in response, taking the pill, Ouyang Qian walked towards the well on the side and threw the pill in her hand.

The faint medicinal power volatilizes in the water and melts into the well water.

"yes, that's fine."

Glancing at the medicinal power in the well water, Chen Xiaoming nodded with satisfaction.

"Lu Liang, let them start."

Commanding Lu Liang, the latter nodded in response, and walked towards the quarantine area, and after a short time, a group of people walked out of the quarantine area and lined up in front of the well.

Chen Xiaoming glanced at Ouyang Qian, who nodded obediently, took out the teacup and set it aside, then fetched water from the well and poured it into the teacup.

I don't know what method Lu Liang used, these people who came out to line up actually believed it, and respectfully picked up the teacup and drank all the water inside.

The well water containing medicinal power circulated in the patient's body, but after a moment's effort, the patient's expression changed greatly, revealing joy, and the epidemic in the body seemed to be directly kicked out, and he couldn't feel it.

One cheer after another, as one patient after another was cured, the entire quarantine area boiled.

And Chen Xiaoming watched this scene quietly on the side, his eyes were deep, and after a long time, he slowly raised his head and looked into the void.

"So, did you do all this?"