readx;? Where there is light, there must be darkness, and this is true everywhere. Even www.biquge.info prosperous imperial capital, in a corner that no one can see, is full of poverty and hardship. A small river separates the two places, and there used to be a bridge connecting them, but now the bridge is broken.

The poor people looked at the radiant imperial capital through the river at night, and the people of the imperial capital did not look at the other side of the river. Compared with the sturdy tiled houses and small buildings of the imperial capital, there are only dilapidated thatched houses and crumbling earthen walls.

But the poor have their own way of living, but it is more difficult than ordinary people.

No, it should be said that it is much more difficult.

"Open your mouth, well, that's it. ”

In a dilapidated thatched hut, a man with glasses is gently pinching a child's chin, making him open his mouth and looking at the child's tongue through the faint candlelight. The man was dressed in a dirty robe, perhaps white at first, but it had not been washed for a long time, so it turned gray. But that doesn't affect his status as a doctor, he's the only one in the slums.

"It's not a big deal. After observing the child's tongue, the doctor smiled and said to the anxious woman on the side, "It's just a little fever, just take some medicine." ”

The woman thanked Dade: "Dr. An, I really don't know how to thank you. ”

"You're welcome, that's what I'm supposed to do. Dr. An took out the white medicine box from behind him, took out a small bottle from it, poured out a black pill from the small bottle, and patted the boy's mouth, "Just open your mouth and eat it." ”

The boy was so weak that he couldn't speak, so he could only reluctantly open his mouth and swallow Dr. An's pill.

"Wait, it'll be fine soon. Dr. Ann stood up, "Tomorrow your son will be as alive and well as he was yesterday." ”

Naturally, the woman kept thanking her, but Doctor An didn't say anything more, and picked up the medicine box: "If it's not good tomorrow, you can come to me again, but I think it's not necessary." I'll go back first, just look at him, you don't have to send it. ”

With that, Dr. Ann left with the woman's grateful gaze.

The alleys of the slums are filled with sewage, and the corners are filled with all sorts of garbage, some from days ago, some even months ago. Therefore, the people who live here are easily infected with all kinds of diseases, and Dr. An can always nip these diseases in the bud in time. So in this slum, his prestige and status are the highest.

It's just that the house he lives in is not very good, just slightly better than the others, a crumbling tiled house. A faint oil lamp hung in front of the tiled house, slightly illuminating the winding path ahead.

He walked to the door, but paused.

As a physician, he is always sensitive to some special smells. Now, for example, although the smell was faint, he still smelled it, it was from his room, penetrating the wooden door, and mixing with the smell of blood in the smoky stench.

He looked around to make sure no one noticed him, he pulled out his key, opened the door and walked inside. He is also one of the few people in the slums who has a locked door.

The only light source in the tiled house was an oil lamp on the wooden table in the center, the light from the oil lamp was very weak, but the space of the tiled house was so large that the fire was enough to illuminate everything.

There were three people in the house, one standing upright, one sitting on a bench, and one lying on the ground. Dr. Ann focused on the man lying on the ground, the smell of blood coming from his body, a sharp knife was stuck upside down in his back, and the dried blood stained his dark shirt even darker.

"Looks like you've screwed up. Doctor An put down the medicine box without waves, as if he didn't see the dead man, stepped over him, walked to a basin of water, put his hand in the basin and washed his hands, "That's how you died?"

"The information is wrong. The man sitting on the bench spoke slowly, and there was a scary scar on his face, "That guy is strong, unexpectedly strong." ”

"Did you underestimate him, or did you underestimate the senior hunters in the hall?" Doctor An shook his hand, then wiped it with a towel, "Every high-level hunter is a serious dragon slayer, are they really a non-threatening guinea pig? Oh no, guinea pigs can bite, and high-level hunters are going to kill." ”

"He used the golden pupils. Scar Man said, "But it didn't suppress the guy, maybe it did, but it was only for a short time, and after that, the guy was able to fight back." Even a high-level hunter couldn't react so quickly when he looked directly at the golden pupil at that distance. ”

Doctor An narrowed his eyes: "It seems that I guessed correctly before. ”

"What?"

"He killed the Dragon King. "Anyway, he shot the Naga of the Flames, even if it was an immature Naga, he killed it after all." What we should have thought of a long time ago would not be an ordinary person after all, if we could shoot that arrow under the coercion of Naga. Thinking about it from another angle, Mussolini failed to kill him, Naga did not kill him, but was killed by him, and maybe he really had magical powers in him. ”

"So what now?" Scar asked, "that kid is going to find Lord Rose soon, and if Karan decides to make the Rolling Cloud Roll public, it will be a disaster for us." ”

"You have to figure it out, it's a disaster for you, and it's not about me. Doctor An said lightly, "It's not just the Flowing Cloud Scroll, once the Rose King makes up his mind, the Wind King Scroll will also be made public." At that time, not only the hunters, but also the pressure from the people was enough to crush you to death. ”

"I don't need you to remind you!" Scar Man was annoyed, "I know the consequences, all you have to do is help us avoid them!

"No more nonsense, thanks. Physician An glanced at the scar man, "If you want a way, just shut up." ”

The scar man immediately didn't dare to speak, and Dr. An nodded with satisfaction. Then, after wiping his face with a towel and wiping away the dirt of the day, he put down the towel and walked towards the man who had been standing without speaking.

"Don't you still have him?" Physician An smiled as he looked at the man standing like a hill, "Sending them out is enough to deal with the supreme glory." Even if the supreme glory can be immune to the coercion of the golden pupil, in the face of absolute strength, there is no way. ”

Doctor An paused, and then said softly, "Moreover, sending them over will probably not be a small blow to him." ”

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