The first thousand two hundred and eighth chapters have fun
Gong Yueyue's sword tip was extremely accurate and stable. After a flash of cold light, the iron fork that was shot was suddenly thrown back with a clang, shocking everyone.
Only with the leadership of this Orion, everyone reacted and immediately picked up the available things at hand and threw them at a few people.
It's hard for two fists to defeat four feet, let alone a bunch of random smashes? Gong Yueyue waved the green sword in one hand and swung out a series of phantoms, which only roughly protected it, and there were still some sporadic things falling on it.
On his body, as well as on Zhao Changyuan and Zhang Linfeng.
Zhang Linfeng was hit on the head by a ceramic jar, causing his body to stumble backwards, and a gaping hole appeared in his head.
Zhao Changyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he pulled Zhang Linfeng into his arms, opening his arms to protect Zhang Linfeng and his head.
Seeing that these villagers were beating children like Zhang Linfeng, Gong Yueyue became even more angry. While waving her green sword to block, she picked up an iron rod and threw it back heavily, hitting two or three villagers immediately.
"Ouch, I'm bleeding!" After the villagers fell to the ground, they touched their wounds and screamed.
"They dare to hit people, we must not let them go!" Wang Xiucai shouted vigorously from behind the crowd. He had already woken up from the alcohol, and his eyes were shining with excitement and greed.
"You people, I didn't think you were good people!" Gong Yueyue was hit several times all over her body, and two streaks of blue and purple could be seen on the back of her hands. She yelled angrily while dodging.
A few villagers still had hesitation in their eyes and whispered, "How about we let them go?"
"Let them go? That miracle doctor is the person the emperor wants. If the emperor knows that you let him go, our whole village will suffer in anger!" When Wang Xiucai heard such stupid words, he immediately jumped up in anger.
shouted.
As soon as they heard that there were such serious consequences, those hesitant people immediately shut their mouths and shrank their heads, not daring to say more.
"All women take their children back." An old man in the village couldn't stand it anymore and spoke.
Soon, there were only a dozen or twenty young and strong men left in the field. They stared at Zhao Changyuan and the others with unkind expressions. They held the daily farming iron tools in their hands and kept trying to attack, which made Gong Yueyue furious.
The ground was in a mess, and everything that could be thrown was thrown everywhere.
"Okay, there's nothing to throw away, right?" Gong Yueyue had a bruise on her face, sneered, and her entire body seemed to disappear on the spot after using Qinggong.
"Where are you going!" Those villagers had never seen such martial arts before. They were all so frightened that they turned around and looked around hastily.
Gong Yueyue's figure suddenly appeared, kicked a man down with two feet, and slapped another man down with a flick of the green sword in his hand.
"Quick, quick, she's here!" The place suddenly became a mess.
However, Gong Yueyue's martial arts are already very strong, and her lightness skills are even top-notch. Facing these ordinary people who obviously have no foundation in martial arts, it doesn't take much effort to knock them down.
Before the tea was over, men were lying on the ground, groaning and rolling in pain.
Gong Yueyue stood proudly, with a strong and domineering look on her pretty face, and her beautiful eyes glanced contemptuously towards the pillars of the house on the left.
There, Wang Xiucai had an ugly face and trembling legs. He hugged the pillar and looked at Gong Yueyue in horror.
"Ah!" A cry that was more tragic than anyone else's was heard. Wang Xiucai's face was distorted, he was covering his thighs with tears streaming down his face. After screaming a few times, he tilted his neck and passed out from the pain.
"Sister Su is great!" Zhang Linfeng clapped his little hands behind him and said with admiration on his face.
Gong Yueyue turned around and saw the clear and eye-catching green mark on Zhang Linfeng's fair and plump little forehead, and she felt very angry in her heart.
"If anyone else wants to be beaten, just come here! I haven't beaten enough yet!"
Gong Yueyue looked fierce and shouted angrily at the big man on the ground and the few remaining elderly men who didn't take action.
This time, no one dared to move or even look at Gong Yueyue.
"Don't waste time with them, let's go." Zhao Changyuan pursed his lips into a straight line, picked up Zhang Linfeng, walked to Gong Yueyue, and whispered with an ugly face.
"I'll let you go today!" Gong Yueyue put away her green sword and walked out of the village with long strides without even wanting to look at those people.
This time, although there were many people watching secretly in the room, no one dared to come out and stop him.
In this way, under Gong Yueyue's strong violence, Zhao Changyuan and his party finally left the village, got on the carriage, and headed into the distance without looking back.
In the carriage, Gong Yueyue's face was full of anger. She looked at the bruises on Zhang Linfeng's forehead and chubby little arms. The anger in her heart could not be calmed down, and she wanted to rush back and beat those people again!
"I have medicine here to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis. You and Linfeng apply some first." Zhao Changyuan, who was driving, opened the curtain and handed over a small bottle of ointment.
Gong Yueyue took it with a straight face, held it in her hand and asked in a muffled voice: "That's it, what do you use?"
"When I see usable herbs on the road, I will pick some." Zhao Changyuan was still in a mood and said with a smile.
Gong Yueyue's face darkened again, and she pulled down the car curtain to block Zhao Changyuan's face.
Zhao Changyuan's expression changed, a wry smile appeared on his lips, and he continued driving the carriage without saying a word.
After about a stick of incense, Gong Yueyue stretched out a hand and threw the remaining half of the ointment back to Zhao Changyuan.
"Give some medicine yourself." Gong Yueyue said dissatisfied. She saw Zhao Changyuan being hit in the back several times by heavy objects in order to protect Zhang Linfeng.
"I'm fine." Zhao Changyuan chuckled and took the ointment.
After driving for a day in a dull mood, Zhao Changyuan and his entourage did not go looking for any more villages this time. Instead, they parked the carriage in the wilderness. A few people took simple blankets and found flat ground for rest.
Gong Yueyue quickly lit up the fire, and after eating a lot of food glumly, she felt a little better, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
"Now that you've let out your anger, you feel much better, right?" Zhao Changyuan put the uneaten dry food in the package, tilted his head and asked Gong Yueyue with a smile.
"Why are you still laughing?" Gong Yueyue curled her lips and asked, glaring at Zhao Changyuan.
How could Gong Yueyue be able to swallow such a sigh of relief after being bullied like this by the villagers for no reason?
"The matter is over, and you have taught them a lesson. Why continue to be angry? It will only make you feel bad." Zhao Changyuan touched his nose, with a calm smile on his face, and said warmly.
"But those people are really hateful. We obviously got along well before, but why did they suddenly change their attitude and even hurt Linfeng!"
Gong Yueyue couldn't swallow this breath, and couldn't understand it.
Zhao Changyuan touched his nose, and there was nothing he could not understand in his dark eyes. One thousand taels of silver! That was a sum that many villagers dared not think about in their lives. Now that it was nakedly placed in front of them, how could they not be jealous? (To be completed.)