Jiang Huo looked around at the people in the market who were surrounded by water, and in his opinion, most of those strange eyes were disdainful and mocking.

Jiang Huo glanced coldly at the white-clothed medicine boy who was not much older than Aman, and whispered to the little figure who deigned to kneel down and cried for help: "Aman, don't beg him, even if this arm is useless, what can I do!"

Aman looked back tremblingly, his excited and sad expression had not yet recovered, and said hurriedly: "Uncle Jiang...... No, you can't!"

"No, if you lose your only arm, then you are really a waste, what's the point of living...... No, I won't let you become like that, never!" Aman shouted as he looked at Jiang Huo's crumpled body.

Jiang Huo saw the perseverance in Ah Man's tearful eyes, which was a rare look for a teenager. But what qualifications do you have to make a teenager put down his immature dignity and kneel down. Is this decadent body worth the pleading of a child?

Jiang Huo sighed heavily, and the half of his old face that was not covered by the iron mask instantly relaxed, and the thousands of ravines on his face became more and more obvious, and he said sadly: "Actually, I should have died twelve years ago, I shouldn't have lived in this world, Aman, don't be like this, I'm not worthy of you at all...... ...... like this"

At that moment, an inexplicable sadness caged without warning.

The onlookers, the medicine boy who struggled to pull back his sleeves, countless eyes looked at the rickety body tortured by fate, no longer indifferent, no longer blind, faintly sad and compassionate.

No one will despise a person who sees through life and death, no matter how unbearable he is. Nor dare to be indifferent to a man who wrestles with fate, no matter how miserably he fails.

Aman was about to speak, but was preempted by a chilling voice in the crowd.

"As a demon sect demon, you really shouldn't live until now, but when will you die, I will take it back to ask my master to be her old man. ”

I saw three young women walking out of the crowd.

The two women led by them held long swords in their hands, dressed in water-green robes, their hair buns were tied high, and their willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes were raised.

Behind the two of them is a girl in a yellow shirt, with a round face of goose eggs and thrush eyes, which is otherworldly, and has the meaning of not eating fireworks in the world.

It was one of the first two who spoke up.

Jiang Huo didn't blame the three women for their provocative remarks, but Aman heard the slander, rushed forward to look at the three of them, and shouted: "Don't go too far, what about the people of the Demon Sect, they are thousands of times better than some people from the Xuanmen who are not right-hearted and sanctimonious!"

The Dao-clothed woman at the head snorted coldly and said, "As a disciple of Broken Cloud Pavilion, he openly slandered the famous and decent sect and actually mixed with the people of the Heavenly Desert, but the face of Broken Cloud Pavilion will make you lose nothing!

Aman knows the identities of these three people, the female disciple of Feng Luanyi, and at this moment, healing Jiang Huo's arm is the top priority, and there can be no delay. Seeing Aman putting on a fighting posture, he was not afraid in the face of the three opponents who could not win at all, and said in a deep voice: "Follow you, delusional!"

"Fight with me, a hairy boy from the Pulse Realm, you also overestimate yourself, if the Heavenly Desert Demon is okay, maybe there is still a stand. The woman in charge sneered, and at the end, she glanced at Jiang Huo, who had no strength to fight.

Jiang Huo said heavily: "Aman, go with them, you can't be an opponent!"

"But Uncle Jiang, your arm ......," Aman replied through gritted teeth, very unwilling in his heart.

Jiang Huo once again accentuated his tone: "Come with them!"

Ah Man was very annoyed in his heart, knowing that the other party was a person from the Xuanmen, and it would be fine if he went, but Uncle Jiang was a person from the Demon Sect, and if he went, he would be in the mouth of a sheep. Aman, who was in his teens, naturally couldn't imagine that Jiang Huo insisted on going with them, but he just didn't want to be hurt by these three people.

When Aman's heart was entangled, the girl in the yellow shirt suddenly whispered: "I'll treat his arm." ”

Just a few words, but they attracted countless focused eyes, and the two female disciples of the sword-wielding Feng Luanyi had sharp eyes, and they were very dissatisfied with her before they spoke.

The first two female disciples looked as if they were going to swallow the woman in the yellow shirt, and the girl in the yellow shirt naturally didn't dare to look at her, she had already sunk her head and couldn't sink anymore, knowing that she was too talkative.

Hearing the words of the woman in the yellow shirt, Aman was somewhat relieved, instead of begging for this iron-masked doctor, it was better to go to Fengluanyi with them, this woman in yellow dared to talk more, she must have some confidence that she could heal Uncle Jiang's arm.

These three female disciples are the disciples of Feng Luan Yi Feng Ming Shi Tai, Zhu Qing, Red Lotus, and Wind Chime. Because of the respect and humility of the elders and young, the yellow-clothed wind chimes are mostly well-behaved in front of the two senior sisters on weekdays, but when it comes to the cultivation qualifications of the qi veins, the wind chimes are better than the two, and the entire Feng Luanyi and Feng Ming Shitai's wind and snow moon are only practiced to the point of perfection!

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Feng Luanyi

A small secret room.

"What's the matter, aren't you hungry, do you want to eat some?" said the eldest disciple Zhu Qing dangling a bowl of food in front of Jiang Huo in one hand.

At this moment, although Jiang Huo was physically and mentally exhausted, his bloody arm had long since lost consciousness, Feng Luanyi still used a thick black iron cable chain to prevent him from escaping, and he was firmly bound to a stone pillar.

Jiang Huo's lips were dry, his face was as pale as dirt, his eyes were firmly locked on the food in Zhuqing's hand, and he nodded slightly.

Zhu Qing glanced back at the red lotus, smiled, and said lightly to the evil ghost of Jiang Huo: "Since you're hungry, let's eat, come!"

Zhu Qing slowly handed the food in his palm to Jiang Huo's mouth.

Jiang Huo's only arm had long since lost consciousness and could not catch the rice bowl in Zhuqing's hand, or Jiang Huo didn't plan to catch the rice bowl at all, so he had to bury his head in the bowl and eat like a pig and a dog.

However, even this way of eating, Zhu Qing didn't give him the slightest chance, and as a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes, a bowl of food was caught off guard and buckled heavily on Jiang Huo's old face!

The rice bowl fell to the ground with a crisp cracking sound, and the food spilled all over the floor.

Zhu Qing stared coldly at the weak Jiang Huo in front of him.

Rice food sticks to his eyebrows, half of the iron face, and the ends of his hair, and the greens hang on his pale face and look embarrassed. Perhaps in Zhuqing's eyes, the Tiandesert demon in front of him is not a human, but a pig and a dog, and an animal.

Zhu Qing's face was full of disdain, and he yelled at Jiang Huo: "Eat? The demon sect demons also deserve to eat our Feng Luanyi's food?"

Honglian also stepped forward and said in a vicious tone: "The demon sect demons have always been ruthless, indiscriminately killing innocents, and the Seven Evils of the Heavenly Desert are even more ferocious, I can't imagine that there will be a day when we will be planted in Fengluanyi! If it weren't for Master's explanation, I would have wiped you out with a knife a long time ago!"

Zhu Qingfu chuckled and said, "Senior sister, don't worry, after a few days, Master will make a decision, and he will definitely not leave this Demon Sect demon." ”

Jiang Huo didn't say anything, didn't look at Zhu Qing and Honglian with sneering eyes, and didn't even see a trace of anger on his face.

When a person's dignity is trampled on at will, tortured in every way, but without the slightest sense of resistance, what kind of person can do it? Perhaps, as Jiang Huo said, he should have died 12 years ago, and he should not have lived until now!

Jiang Huo's empty eyes stared at the ground, just staring. In a trance, he didn't notice when Zhuqing and Honglian left.

It wasn't until a silk handkerchief with a faint fragrance gently wiped off the rice food on the noodles that Jiang Huo came back to his senses.

"The two senior sisters have really gone too far, you ...... Don't look to your heart, and don't hold a grudge against them. The wind chimes dressed in yellow said ashamedly.

Fang Cai, Feng Chime, with the plasters and food to heal Jiang Huo's arm, stood guard outside the door and witnessed the two senior sisters ravaging this person from the Demon Sect who was still alive, but he didn't dare to step further.