Medicinal Immortal

On the other side, in the woods to the southeast, Shen Xingyue was being **** and dragged, and the one holding her was a middle-aged man of the first rank of spiritual master.

"Let go of me! Let me go! Where are you taking me!" Shen Xingyue yelled, struggling, pulling the rope to pull it back, not wanting to be dragged.

"Shut up! I'll scratch your tongue again!" The middle-aged man threatened with a negative test. He pulled the rope in his hand, and the force suddenly increased, and he pulled Shen Xingyue directly to the ground.

The whole person rushed forward, fell to the ground and was hurt by the crushed stone. She couldn't help crying: "Ah...uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh …Daddy, oh... Tang Tang save me..."

She fell to the ground like a child and stopped getting up, and cried with her head up.

At this time, being treated like this, and fear occupying her heart, as she fell and was hurt by the stone, she couldn't help crying.

"Go! If you don't go, I will drag you away!" The middle-aged man stepped forward and kicked her and pulled the rope, actually trying to drag her to the ground.

Shen Xingyue was kicked and snorted in pain. She shrank her body hum: "Don't hit me...Don't hit me..." However, the whole person was dragged, forcibly dragged for a short period of time.

Xu was so painful that his body was rubbing on the ground, so he stumbled and sobbed and got up: "Woo...bad guy...bad guy..."

She didn't understand why this bad guy wanted to arrest her. She was obviously very good. She was obedient every day, and she also carried water to weed and watered the elixir, but why did someone bully her?

"I am obviously obedient, Tang and Tang said that I am obedient..." She was dragged away, and her crying gradually became quieter, but she kept murmuring, as if talking to herself.

After being taken to the agreed place in the woods, the middle-aged man stopped: "Fifth Lord, people have already brought you."

"Yeah." A voice responded.

Shen Xingyue, who had been hanging his head all the time, raised his head and saw a dozen people in front, all wearing black clothes and covering their faces with only one pair of eyes exposed, while the middle man was wearing a brocade robe. Turn your back to her with your hands.

"Fifth Lord, look..." The middle-aged man smiled and looked at the man in Jinpao, wanting to get his share of the money.

The Jinpao man turned around. He was a middle-aged man with only one eye. He took out a small bag from his sleeve and walked forward and handed it to him: "Look."

"Xie Wuye." The middle-aged man smiled joyfully, and hurriedly took the bag he handed over.

At this moment, the man in Jinpao patted his shoulder and smiled: "Satisfied?"

Seeing the contents of the bag, the middle-aged man nodded hurriedly: "Satisfied, satisfied, thank you for five..." His smile froze instantly, and even his voice was stuck.

I saw that the man in the brocade robe who was still patting his shoulder was now snapping off the middle-aged man’s neck with one hand. He died cleanly with a click. A trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his open mouth. His eyes were still Wrong and unbelievably wide open, maybe to death, he didn't understand, how could he be killed if he said it well?

"what!"

Seeing this scene, Yue'er screamed in surprise, squatted down and shrank into a ball, her body trembling non-stop.