However, the burly man probably never expected that the person he attacked was a semi-saint!
Facing the stabbing sharp knife, Xue Sheng didn't move, but coldly snorted, "Overestimating one's abilities!"
With a wave of his sleeves, the burly man flew upside down for more than ten feet as if he had been hit hard, spilling blood all the way, and then fell heavily to the ground without a sound.
Over there, Jiu Sheng also dealt with those monsters, and a coercion enveloped the remaining three people.
The three of them didn't expect such a change, and they were all trembling at the moment.
The wine saint quickly finished his investigation, nodded, and withdrew his coercion.
"It seems that the situation is not good!" Xue Sheng sighed, turned to the three of them, and pointed out, "You follow this direction, run for your life quickly! Remember, don't come back in a short time."
The direction he pointed was exactly where they came from, and they should never encounter the Yaozu again.
The three of them rushed away again as if they had received an amnesty.
"We have to hurry." Xue Sheng said, "If that person's words are true, I'm afraid more than one city will suffer."
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Half an hour later, Jiu Sheng and Xue Sheng stood on the wall of Anshan City, their faces livid.
At the entrance, there are all ruins, corpses and blood, and there is no living person.
Anshan City is on the border, and it used to be a relatively prosperous city, with many spiritual masters, vendors, and aborigines.
And now, because of this reason, more people died.
In some lively places, corpses are even piled up into hills!
There were also some monsters wandering aimlessly, and when they saw the two of them, they all rushed towards them.
The two of them naturally didn't pay attention to these half-monsters, and left quickly after beheading them casually.
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With the continuous in-depth investigation, the faces of the two became more and more ugly.
More than two or three cities were massacred.
The human race suffered numerous casualties.
Occasionally, a large number of refugees can be seen retreating in a panic on the road, shouting for their children and mothers.
Those who did not run away were either forced to die if they did not become demons, or they were desperate and voluntarily became demons, so they could survive for the time being.
Seeing such a scene along the way, the two half-sages were about to burst out with anger in their chests.
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Baoyetang.
"Mother... Mother..." A child of seven or eight years old struggled to call out the word mother.
A woman in her thirties burst into tears, hugged her child, and wept with joy, "Liangliang, you can finally talk! Liangliang, my son, how much has he suffered in the past few years! "
Huan Qingyan still looked at the mother and child with a gentle smile.
This child has suffered from dumbness for more than four years. After a month of continuous treatment, he has now recovered and can speak.
As for the dumb disease, Huan Qingyan had treated it before. At that time, he used a rare spiritual plant and cured it for Brother Jiuli.
At that time, Brother Jiuli's condition was more serious than this. She was congenital dumb. At that time, she only had a primary food and medicine room, and there was only one formula for dumb disease, and the required materials were rare.
Now she is an intermediate food and pharmacy room, and there are many formulas for treating dumb diseases to choose from, and the required materials are relatively simple.
Huan Qingyan chose ordinary spiritual plant materials for this bright kid. Not to mention the cost of rare spiritual plants, ordinary people can't stand the huge spiritual energy contained in them.
Speaking of Brother Jiuli, it seems like I haven't seen him for a long time.
Even when she got married, she didn't know where to inform him. Brother Jiuli seemed to have disappeared.