Countryside Magic Doctor

"People have to lower their heads under the roof. A wise man knows when to submit to the circumstances. Penglai Island Paradise is about to appear. You ants, do you still want to put up a resistance? " The Great Elder's expression changed all of a sudden. He stood behind Murong. He volunteered to be Murong's lackey and scolded.    

"F * ck!" Hee Feng facepalmed, "Does your Dragon Group have people like you? Each and every one of you is a traitor!"    

"How dare you!" The Great Elder shouted, "Look at what time you are here, and you still dare to be so arrogant here. Do you believe that we will burn your bones and scatter your ashes, and let you die without a burial ground?!"    

"You are already dead, what's the point of you doing this again?" Hee Feng said with a sneer. To be honest, he didn't quite understand why those ancient emperors invented those cruel torture methods. Especially those who tortured people to death, they were all dead. If you keep doing this, what's the point? Can he feel pain?    

It was clearly the behavior of sand sculptures!    

"Stop talking nonsense and surrender. I want to represent justice and represent the Heaven Island of Penglai to eliminate you!" The Great Elder opened his mouth and said. After that, his eyes turned red, and like a ferocious dog, he pounced towards Hee Feng.    

"Old man, save me!" Hee Feng shouted loudly.    

That was why he said he was about to die, but he hadn't even breathed his last breath yet. If he breathed his last breath, he wouldn't be able to hold on any longer. He was willing to die for his own good, but if someone else ended him, he really wouldn't be able to swallow his anger.    

Piao Miaozi frowned, as if he was deep in thought, as if he was making a decision. Hee Feng did not understand what he was thinking. After hearing Hee Feng's shout, he slightly raised his eyebrows and made a decision.    

Piao Miaozi suddenly showed a resolute expression.    

Then, he waved the wide sleeve of his robe in a majestic manner. It looked like he was working hard. When the Great Elder saw this scene, he instantly shrank his head. He didn't dare to go forward. He couldn't beat Piao Miaozi. He had to be a coward when it was time to be a coward!    

Hee Feng also thought that he was saved. At least with Piao Miaozi here, this old man would be able to live for a few dozen more seconds, but what happened next shocked him.    

Piao Miaozi, who was full of pride just now, suddenly fell to his knees. He waved his long sleeve across the messy floor and saw Piao Miaozi performing three kowtows and nine kowtows on the floor.    

It was standard, as if he had received professional training. He was much more professional than those fake monks who were kowtowing. When he kowtowed nine times, his attitude was upright, as if he was praying sincerely, praying to the gods. And the god in front of him was Murong, who was looking at him with a face full of arrogance and contempt.    

"I have long heard the name of Murong Family. I am Piao Miaozi, and I am here to pay my respects to the young master of Murong Family." After nine kowtows, Piao Miaozi said in a hoarse voice that was comparable to Zhao Zhongxiang's teacher. His voice was neither servile nor overbearing, and it was filled with righteousness, as if he was facing Zhu Di, who had just killed his entire family. He was still filled with righteousness and magnanimity, and he had even dragged along a family of more than thirty filial children.    

However, his words were like the words of a eunuch in an ancient palace when he saw his master. The two of them formed a sharp contrast, and in contrast, they seemed somewhat comical.    

"Old man, I misjudged you!" Hee Feng spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm. The black phlegm mixed with poison drew a parabola in the air. It happened to land on Piao Miaozi's flawless white Daoist robe. The poison was highly corrosive. Sizzle sizzle. A huge hole was formed on the Daoist robe made from the Heavenly Mountain Ice Silkworm's cocoon.    

"Little bastard, it's a different plan!" Piao Miaozi coldly harrumphed and threw out these words.    

Then he respectfully walked behind Young Master Murong and smiled. He put his hand into his sleeve and took out one. He took out a blue coral tree that was inlaid with luminous pearls. Of course, these were all fake. After all, to the Cultivator. It was really like the description of the famous prime minister during the time of the West Han Martial Emperor, Chao Cuo, in terms of gold and jade. The cold could not be clothed, the hunger could not be eaten, what was the use of it?    

The Cultivator, which had always been known for its practical use, naturally would not like such a thing.    

But when Murong Yi saw this thing, a strange look flashed across his eyes. He said in surprise, "Where did you get this from?"    

"I met a group of grave robbers many years ago and found it in their hands." Piao Miaozi said word by word.    

"This is Master Xuan Xuan's favorite thing. He actually found this thing. You are being considerate. Wait for me. When we return to Penglai Island Paradise and reach the Heavenly Heart Pavilion... I will naturally ask my great grandfather for your credit! " Young Master Murong patted his chest and promised.    

Then, he let Piao Miaozi stand behind him. After that, he waved his folding fan, and a poem written by Li Bai was written on it. It was a poem that read Through the Sky, White Jade Capital, Five Cities, Thirteen Divisions. Immortals support me and grant me eternal life!    

This poem was really pleasant to hear!    

Hee Feng liked it very much, especially the last two lines. He felt that these two lines were worthy of him, and that they were both extremely lucky. However, at this moment, this good luck belonged to Murong on the opposite side.    

He looked at Yun Zhu, who was in a spiritual body state and was very weak.    

Who else was there?    

No one else. Yun Zhu might have to call Murong his master tomorrow. This did not mean that Yun Zhu had betrayed him. It was to say that she was a spiritual body that belonged to the Heaven Mending Stone, and who was the master of the Heaven Mending Stone. Whoever was the master of the ___ was her master.    

"I heard from my great grandfather, Grandmaster Xuan Ji that you have quite a few good things on you!" Murong walked in front of Hee Feng with a smile and looked at Hee Feng, who was lying on the sofa with his whole body covered in black. He carefully looked at ___ and said with a bright look in his eyes.    

"There are good things here. If you want them, you can take them!" Hee Feng opened his mouth and said with a smile.    

"But even if you give them to me, I don't need them!" Mu Rong said, "You have to know that whether it is the Heaven Mending Stone or the Xuanyuan Sword, they have all experienced recognizing a master. Only when you die can these things choose a new master. What do you think we should do? "    

"Why don't we chill the vegetables? I'm telling you that the vegetables are especially delicious!" Hee Feng tried his best to make his smile look friendly.    

"I think it's not appropriate." Mu Rong said with a sneer, then he stood up. Between the fierce men, the folding fan in their hands was followed by him. The folding fan was shining with a dark golden light. It looked like a sharp sword. It was extremely sharp.    

He raised it high up and stabbed it towards Hee Feng's chest.    

As his hand fell quickly, Hee Feng felt danger approaching. He could clearly see the folding fan stabbing at his chest, but there was nothing he could do. Because he was already beyond cure. The venom had already entered his every bloodline.    

He could not resist at all. He could only watch helplessly and wait for death!