Chapter 909: Cold Tyrant

"We barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes, why are we afraid at home, but you are stepping on the corpse to enjoy happiness in the city lord's mansion! Hurry up, everyone, arrest these two people and parade them on the streets, so that this group of dog officials can see that we ordinary people are not easy to bully! ”

There was chaos in front of the city lord's mansion, but after all, they were unarmed people, like toddlers in front of hundreds of Xuanwei. The boots stepped on the man's shoulder, Xie Ziyu hooked his lips and said, "We Nanli? Are you not the people of Nanli? ”

The man's face was a little unnatural, "Of course Lao Tzu is the people of Nanli. ”

Xie Ziyu pulled a dagger from his waist, gently picked the button in front of the man's placket, and dropped a bag from him.

Xie Ziyu bent down to pick up the bag, untied the bag and sprinkled the broken silver on Nanrao's head, "The people of Nanli? Why do you have it in your hands?

The currency of Xiliang? dare to come to smash the master's field, are you too long? ”

The man looked flustered for a moment, "I don't understand what you're talking about." ”

Xie Ziyu withdrew his foot, "You don't have to understand, as long as you leave your life here to go to school"

As soon as the words fell, the leader of Xuanwei raised his knife and cut off the head of the male rao, where had the people seen such a battle, they all looked at Xie Ziyu with wide eyes and fear, and did not dare to push and scold again.

Xie Ziyu has been holding his breath since yesterday, and now he is obedient to these people, not to mention how comfortable he feels.

Su Xun took two steps forward and said loudly, "Don't panic, everyone, this person is lurking in Xiliang in the Sixteen Continents of Lianyun, in order to cause riots and riots and prevent us from saving people." ”

She glanced at everyone, "As for whether the plague can be cured, please relax, this time the Holy Lord sent the national hand Gu Doctor, and there are many doctors from the Tai Hospital, if even they can't cure the plague, who else can you trust?" ”

Doctor Gu's reputation is full, and even the people of Yun Sixteen Continents know it, "Then if there is Doctor Gu in charge, we will naturally believe you." ”

Su Xun nodded, and sat on the chair under the gaze of Zhong Rao, "Don't hide it from you, I am a newly accepted disciple of Doctor Gu, although I am not as skilled as Master's medical skills, a simple pulse cutting consultation is more than enough, and I will be diagnosed one by one in line." ”

Su Xun has long had such a plan, after all, she is just a girl who has not yet reached the end of the year, and her reputation in terms of medical skills is not as good as that of Doctor Gu, and she can save some trouble in his name, besides, she doesn't seek any fame and fortune, just for Xie Ziyu.

Xie Ziyu asked his subordinates to move a rattan chair over, and lay on his back beside Su Xun leisurely, and the people who came to treat him were respectful to Su Xun, and they answered whatever they asked, for fear that that sentence would make Xie Ziyu unhappy and end up like the man just now.

More and more people came to consult the doctor, and Su Xun was busy until nightfall, and he didn't even have time to drink saliva.

After diagnosing the few remaining people, Xie Ziyu saw that she was pinching her eyebrows tiredly, so she got up and hugged the person horizontally, "Close your eyes and rest for a while, the food has been brought into the room." ”

Su Xun nodded, and when he relaxed, he found that his whole body was so sore, and he couldn't even lift his fingers.

With his cheek pressed against the man's chest, Su Xun smelled the light aroma on his body, and only felt extremely relieved.

The sound of steady breathing gradually came from his arms, Xie Ziyu's eyes were full of tenderness, and he tightened his arms nervously, as if he was holding the whole world in his arms, and even his steps were a lot lighter.