Chapter 239: Little Bones

"That's my teacher..... The second brother is slaying demons. Yang Wenhao patted the girl's shoulder and said, "It's okay, don't be afraid, with me, no one can hurt you." ”

Before Yang Wenhao's words fell, a figure suddenly flew upside down.

Seeing this, Yang Wenhao hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "Are you okay?" ”

Bai Zihua covered his chest, dressed in white, and the long sword that should have been in his hand disappeared.

"Boom ....."

The great demon is coming.

"Run." The young girl behind shouted out.

"Little sister, help me take care of him, I'll go and kill that beast."

According to reason, Bai Zi's picture against such a demon is just a matter of a sword, but it failed, it is nothing more than because of Yan Dao's words, let him go down the mountain to practice and not use spells, otherwise, how could Bai Zihua not be able to defeat this demon.

"Oh . . . Then you...."The young girl looked at Yang Wenhao, her eyes full of worry.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine, I'll be back soon." Yang Wenhao directly pulled out the long sword at his waist.

This sword is the Sword of Immortals, although it looks ordinary, but if it is really time to exert its strength, it is easy to kill this demon.

Yang Wenhao jumped and directly aimed at the demon is sword.

With this sword, half of the demon's body was cut off by Yang Wenhao.

"Roaring ......"

The demon was in pain, roaring, and retreating, trying to escape.

But how could Yang Wenhao give him a chance to run, and his hand was directly inserted into the demon's brain.

"Roar...."

Although the demon let out a roar that he didn't dare to make, he was still sucked dry of all his essence blood by the Immortal Slashing Sword.

Among the Immortal Slashing Sword, the Zhuxian Sword accounted for a large part, so the bloodthirsty nature was also left after smelting.

By slashing enemies, the Sword of Immortals can still improve its quality.

The demon turned into a pool of blood in an instant.

With a flick of the sword in his hand, all the demon blood on the sword was thrown to the ground, and the blood splattered into a long line.

Then Yang Wenhao turned around and looked behind him.

Bai Zihua and the young girl have already run away.

Yang Wenhao chased after him directly.

Soon they came to a village.

Putting away the Immortal Slashing Sword, Yang Wenhao slowly walked into a medicine shop.

When you walk into the pharmacy, you will see a white painting dressed in white.

"How's it going?" Bai Zihua asked.

"I killed you." Yang Wenhao replied.

"You used a spell?" Shirako frowned slightly and asked.

"Senior brother, it's all like this, you still think about Master's words, but I can tell you that Master is telling you that you can't use spells, not me." Yang Wenhao shrugged his shoulders and said.

Bai Zihua didn't continue, but turned his head to look at the young girl inside.

The young girl hurriedly held a pack of paper in her hand, and kept opening the drawer containing the herbs, grabbing the medicinal materials in her hand onto the paper in her hand.

"What are you doing?" Yang Wenhao stepped forward and couldn't help but ask when he saw the girl like this.

"I'm grabbing medicine, I'm grabbing medicine for my father." The young girl replied.

"You seem to be counting as burglary." Yang Wenhao touched his chin and said.

"What is burglary?" The young girl stopped grabbing the medicinal herbs in her hand and looked over.

"Nothing, you continue." Yang Wenhao shook his head and said.

The young girl grabbed a few more pairs of medicinal herbs, and then wrapped them all.

Then you have to go out.

Yang Wenhao grabbed the young girl and said, "What are you going out for?" ”

In this kind of chaotic world of demons, wouldn't it be looking for death to go out like this?

"I'm going to save my dad." The young girl shouted.

"Your father..."Yang Wenhao turned his head to look at Bai Zihua, wanting to see what Bai Zihua's opinion was.

Bai Zi said: "You go and do yours, and when it's almost over, you can go back to stay by yourself." ”

After speaking, Bai Zihua left directly, which made Yang Wenhao feel a little inexplicable.

It's not just Yang Wenhao who is inexplicable, but even young girls are inexplicable.

"Your second brother ....." the young girl looked at Yang Wenhao.

"It's okay, I'll send you back, it's too dangerous for you to be alone." Yang Wenhao said.

"Thank you." The young girl said.

Subsequently, under the escort of Yang Wenhao, the young girl returned to her own residence.

As soon as he entered this residence, Yang Wenhao felt something strange, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

"Daddy.... Daddy, wake up.... Daddy, wake up. ”

The young girl rushed into the house, came to the bed in the house, and looked at the middle-aged man lying on the bed in front of her, the young girl was full of tears.

But the middle-aged man lay on the bed without moving, as if he had not heard the cries of the young girl.

"Let me see." Yang Wenhao walked over at this time.

The young girl stood aside and asked Yang Wenhao to step forward.

Yang Wenhao stretched out his hand and pressed it on the middle-aged man's pulse, then stretched out two fingers and pointed at the middle-aged man's chest.

"Ahem...."

The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes.

"Daddy.... Daddy, you're awake! The young girl was very happy.

"Thank you." The young girl looked at Yang Wenhao with gratitude.

Yang Wenhao, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but shake his head, this man was already terminally ill and not far from death.

Although there is still a way to save it, it depends on whether it is worth it.

There is no need to save such a person who meets in the water.

can't blame Yang Wenhao for being cold-blooded, it's just that he generally doesn't do this kind of thankless work.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes: "Little bones... Who is this? ”

"He.... Just now I was chased by bad guys outside, and it was this young man who saved me. The young girl said.

"Dare to ask Shaoxia..... Ahem...."

Judging from this, as long as you are not a fool, you can see that this middle-aged man is no longer good.

Yang Wenhao said: "Under Yang Wenhao." ”

"Yang Shaoxia..... Thank you...."Every word the middle-aged man said seemed to be overdrawing his life, intermittently.

Seeing this, Yang Wenhao couldn't help but shake his head, and then said to the young girl beside him: "Take the medicine, I'll help you decoct the medicine." ”

"Oh.... Thank you. The young girl handed the medicine in her hand to Yang Wenhao.

Yang Wenhao turned around and went out to decoct the medicine.

In fact, whether he takes medicine or not, this middle-aged man will not be able to do it.

Unless........

If it is too much, what can he get? A word of thanks? Perhaps, it's not worth it.

In the hospital, Yang Wenhao took out a container for decoction and began to decoction.

There is medicine on it, and the fire below is not even combustible, but it can ignite on its own.

This fire is naturally Yang Wenhao's Nanming from the fire.

This fire can burn out of thin air and leave nothing uncombustible.

It is used to decoct medicine, and it is estimated that those monks who love fire will definitely say that Yang Wenhao is violent and destroys heavenly things.

But Yang Wenhao naturally doesn't care about this.