Chapter Seventy-Eight: Healing

The Liyi clan stationed, Tang San really couldn't believe it, he had only been out for less than ten days, and this kind of thing had happened here.

"Blood rain! Blood Rain! Tang San roared, "It's you again!" Why do you always have to fight against me......"

"Young master, don't be too sad, the old patriarch asked us to follow you in the future, now that he is gone, we will still follow his instructions and take the lead for you in the future." The elder steward who knew Tang San lowered his head, he couldn't help it.

After the death of the old patriarch, not only some small sects in the surrounding area, but even some nobles wanted to intervene in their power clan, and now they are making trouble, and they have already panicked.

Now, there is a person from Haotian Sect who is here, and they still have to hug their thighs, and that little grudge back then is nothing.

"Elder, you used to be my father's subordinates, so naturally I won't leave you alone." Tang San suppressed the depression in his heart and calmed down the people of the Li clan.

The life after that was still being discussed in the conference room of the Liyi clan, outside the house, a five or six-year-old child stared resentfully at Tang San who was talking in the room, his father died under the Haotian Hammer, and he would never forget the scene that happened in the early hours of this morning.

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Outside Heaven Dou City, in the midst of the ruins, Dust Heart was surveying useful clues, and as early as half an hour ago, he felt that this place had extremely strong soul power fluctuations, even stronger than him.

The results of the search were disappointing, and the terrifying outpouring of soul power wiped out all traces of this place, and it was not even known who had fought here.

"Huh?" Out of the corner of his eye, Dusty caught a glimpse of a broken arm, stuck upside down in the dirt.

With a sweep of the sword light, he directly brought that arm out of the dirt, and he couldn't tell who it was, but he could save it in such a battle, and his master's physical strength was definitely not low, and he was guaranteed the title Douluo.

"Who the hell could it be?" In Chenxin's mind, one by one the candidates for the title Douluo appeared, but they denied their thoughts one by one.

"Could it be him......"

……

Dozens of kilometers away from the location of the dust heart, Xue Yu leaned against a big tree with her back, endured the pain, and used her soul power to heal herself.

In the battle with Tang Hao, his injuries were even more serious than he imagined, and he pretended to be calm in front of Aunt Rou, because he didn't want him to worry, this should be the so-called self-esteem.

Oh, what's there to worry about with your loved ones?

When she thought of this, it was already too late, and Xue Yu could only stay away from the previous battlefield and find a quiet place to recuperate.

The sky slowly darkened, and the snow feather leaning on the trunk of the tree spat out another mouthful of blood, and the stagnant blood in his body finally dissolved, and his breathing was not as heavy as before.

Xue Yu has been in a state of mental tension, Xue Yu is quite tired now, and now that his injuries are just showing signs of improvement, it is best to ensure that he has enough rest.

Jumping onto the trunk of the big tree, Snow Feather planned to get a good night's sleep.

At night, a loud laugh woke Xue Yu up, and he couldn't help but be a little afraid that he didn't find anyone coming nearby.

The injury is still too severe, causing the perception to be much slower than usual.

Let go of the senses, and the psychic power envelops the group of people who make the sound, checking to see if they are a threat to themselves.

Under this investigation, Xue Yu's face was a little strange, and just twenty or thirty meters away from him, a group of people set up a camp tent, and three large ones were roasting meat outside the camp tent.

From time to time, however, there were screams of women and lewd laughter with men.

From time to time, the three people who barbecued the meat would also laugh at the man inside and say some explicit words, causing the others to laugh.

Snow Feather jumped down from the branch, unsteadily, and fell directly to the ground, a sound that successfully attracted the attention of those people in the middle of the night.

When Xue Yu got up, one of the three big men had already walked over.

Seeing that it was a young man covered in tatters and covered in blood, the big man frowned, "Who are you?" ”

Xue Yu ignored it and walked slowly towards the big man.

"Stop! Boy, I told you to stop! Three soul rings lit up on the big man's body, and he looked at the young man in front of him vigilantly.

Xue Yu did not stop, but had a tendency to speed up.

"Look for death!" The big man's hands turned into sharp blades and stabbed towards Xue Yu's face.

Thorn ......

The blood-colored sword flashed, and the Death Scythe pierced the big man's body, bringing out a bloody flower.

"Hey, second son, what's the situation?" Not far away, two other big men shouted at this side.

The big man, who was called the second son, shook his body and returned to the other two.

"What's wrong?" The curtain of the tent was lifted by the man inside, and he was lifting his pants at this time, looking annoyed.

"It's okay, it's just...... Hmm...... "A sharp blade pierced his throat, and before he could finish speaking, he collapsed.

"Second son, what are you doing?" The man who had just come out of the tent screamed in alarm, puzzled by the sudden attack of his companion.

"Mountain!" The other person hurriedly came up to check on the condition of the man who had fallen to the ground, but he had just walked past the second son when the sharp blade stabbed again.

In the tent, a woman in unclothed clothes shrunk in the corner, trembling incessantly, clutching her torn clothes with both hands, but fortunately, she kept her innocence.

At this moment, she heard a roar outside the tent, which startled her, followed by another bloody sword, splattering on the tent.

Fear and uneasiness made her close her eyes until a moment later, there was no sound outside.

The woman hesitated, wrapped a cloth around her body, and carefully lifted the curtain, and in her sight, four corpses lay miserably there, all with a look of horror on their faces.

The woman was not frightened, on the contrary, she felt extremely happy, these guys, all damn it!

Her emotions were out of control when she saw the four corpses, and the woman was crying as she went up and kicked the corpses, venting.

"Excuse me again, I don't mind killing ...... with you" The cold voice made the woman tremble, as if she heard a voice from hell.

Turning her head slowly, the woman saw a gray-haired man in tatters eating barbecue, not paying the slightest attention to the four corpses lying beside him.

The woman didn't move until Xue Yu finished the barbecue and got up to leave, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Engong, thank you for saving your life."

Xue Yu's footsteps did not stop, as if she had not heard, and disappeared from the woman's sight after a while.

Xue Yu, who was well-fed and well-fed, could feel that the injury was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was estimated that it would take less than two days to heal.

Tang Hao is dead, is it Tang San's turn next?

Xue Yu shook his head, before that, he had to dig out the dark chess pieces laid by Ning Fengzhi one by one, and the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect should also pay the price.