And those killers still didn't give up, their eyes were cold, they burst out of a murderous aura, endured the pain, ignored Yang Yulong's obstruction, fiercely held the big knife, desperately wanted to kill that person, as if they didn't kill that person, they swore not to give up.

Lying on the grass, Lao Tzu came out to save people, and beat you like this, you don't know how to put down the murder weapon, become a Buddha on the ground, and kill him completely, so I don't give Yang Yulong face. ”

Yang Yulong looked at this scene and was furious.

These killers are so fucked up, they can't save their own lives, and they still think about killing others, it's really a pity to die.

"Since you are impatient to live, Lao Tzu will fulfill you, anyway, you are not a good thing, instead of letting you stay in the world and harm others, it is better for you to go to the Lord of Yama to report quickly, and go on the road with those four killers. ”

Yang Yulong was furious, ran to those killers, and struck them hard at their vital parts, and suddenly the four killers died without even screaming.

After a while, the eight killers were already lying on the ground before they could resist.

The middle-aged man who was rescued covered his wound and walked up to Yang Yulong, and said gratefully: "Thank you little brother for saving me just now." ”

The middle-aged man's face looked very haggard and vicissitudes, plus a wound, he was very weak, but his deep eyes were still full of endless strength.

It can be seen that he is the kind of person who does not admit defeat, but is powerless.

With his appearance, it is not a matter of a day or two that he is hunted down.

When Yang Yulong saw this person, he immediately felt pity.

This middle-aged man is a fourth-grade martial artist, and his strength is above those eight killers, but the other party is outnumbered, well-trained and cooperative, and he is particularly ruthless, and the injured middle-aged man still hasn't done them.

"When the road is uneven, draw a knife to help, this is what I should do. Yang Yulong looked at the man, there were many injuries on his body, his skin was open, and his blood was red, which was really heartbreaking, "Uncle, you don't seem to be lightly injured." ”

Yang Yulong saw that this middle-aged man was also forty or fifty years old, and he should call him an uncle.

The middle-aged man looked at Yang Yulong, this was just an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy, with a smooth and fair face with sharp edges and corners, long eyebrows like willows, a body like a jade tree, very handsome and extraordinary, a pair of deep and bright eyes, flashing with awe-inspiring righteousness.

It's just that the clothes on his body look gorgeous, but they are already tattered and ragged, and there are still blood stains clearly visible on them.

It seems that something unusual happened to this teenager as well.

"It's nothing wrong with this little injury for me, and the little brother doesn't have to worry about me. The middle-aged man said, "My name is Mu Ping, I don't know what the little brother is called?"

Yang Yulong thought for a while and said, "My name is Yang Yulong, I originally wanted to go to Wangcheng to join my relatives, but I didn't expect to be plotted here, so I made such a mess." ”

Yang Yulong originally made up a fake name to conceal the identity of the fourth prince Yang Yulong, but after thinking about it, he forgot it.

If you are not careful, you lose yourself in this world, how bad it is, it is better to use the name Yang Yulong to be sure-footed.

In this place where the emperor is far away, who knows that the fourth prince of the current Shenchu State is called Yang Yulong.

Besides, the four princes have no sense of existence in the Shenchu Kingdom, and the low-profile ones are not as good as the name Huazi in the royal city, and few people know his name.

"Well, you...... The surname is Yang. Mu Ping looked at Yang Yulong and said, "Brother Yang's kung fu is so good, how can he be plotted by others." ”

"Uncle Mu, you don't know, I was harmed by my own people, don't talk about these sad things, it's all tears when I talk too much. Yang Yulong said with a sad sigh with his omnipotent flicker.

"This is understandable, what it's like to be plotted by your own people. Mu Ping said empathetically.

Yang Yulong pursed his lips and said, "Uncle Mu, I see that you are the same age as my father, I still call you uncle, you can just call me by my name, or call me Ah Long, I won't mind." ”

Yang Yulong saw Mu Ping's vicissitudes and hard work, and couldn't help but think of his father in his previous life.

Yang Yulong's mother went early, and his father raised him as a father and mother, and he has a deep affection for his father.

Now when I see Mu Ping, I think of my father, if I call Mu Ping a brother, I always feel a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, in that case, then I'll call you Aaron in the future. Mu Ping is also very simple, he will not be wrinkled like others, and he will toss for a title for a long time.

"Uncle Mu, I'll help you treat your injury, maybe it will make you better. Yang Yulong is going to try the repair divine light on Mu Ping, to see if this repair can help others repair their injured bodies, if that's the case, wouldn't he be even more awesome than a divine doctor.

"I'm so badly injured, I'm afraid I won't get better for a while, and I still don't bother you. Mu Ping refused embarrassedly.

Yang Yulong saved him just now, and he was embarrassed to let Yang Yulong help him heal his injuries.

"Uncle Mu, don't get in the way, I'll help you, maybe it's really useful. Yang Yulong couldn't say anything, and immediately extracted the repair divine light from the divine light avenue in his divine consciousness, and then threw it on Mu Ping.

As soon as the repair divine light arrived in Mu Ping's injured body, it immediately worked on him.

"The Repair Divine Light is repairing the opponent's body 3+. ”

"The Repair Divine Light is repairing the opponent's body 3+. ”

"The Repair Divine Light is repairing the opponent's body 3+. ”

......

It's great that this repair divine light can be used on other people's bodies, and if the people around him are injured in the future, they will use this to help him heal their injuries, so they don't need to seek medical advice, they are much better than those doctors, and they will be like divine doctors in the future.

It's just that this repair divine light is a bit less, and it can only be extracted once a day, and only 99+ can be extracted at a time.

When all the Divine Light 99+ repairs were used, Yang Yulong tried to ask Mu Ping, "Uncle Mu, how are you feeling now?"

"It doesn't seem to hurt anymore, and the injury has gotten a lot better. Mu Ping moved his legs and feet, stretched his arms, and felt much better than just now, and it wasn't very painful.

However, Mu Ping was very strange, he didn't see Yang Yulong doing anything just now, and he was inexplicably better.

So Mu Ping asked in surprise, "Ah Long, I don't know what method you used just now to heal most of my injuries in such a short time?"

Of course, Yang Yulong wouldn't tell others about the Divine Light, if that was the case, wouldn't others make trouble for himself if others were involved with the Divine Light Immortal Emperor.

So Yang Yulong estimated and said mysteriously: "Uncle Mu, this is our ancestral miracle of healing injuries, and it has a unique use for all kinds of internal and external injuries, knife wounds and gunshot wounds. ”

"Since that's the case, I won't inquire anymore, meeting you today is really a great creation for my Mu Ping, but I still have important things to do to go to the south, I'm afraid I can't go with you. Mu Ping said.

In the conversation with Yang Yulong just now, I learned that Yang Yulong was going to the royal city in the north.