Murong Piaoxue, who has always been like a proud little swan, has outstanding appearance, good temperament, and smart person. There are many young talents who take the initiative to please. Murong Piaoxue has never met a young monk who treats herself like this.
That's the attitude.
The silver teeth in Murong Piaoxue's mouth made a crunching sound, and there was an angry look on his face.
And at this moment, that annoying voice sounded in Murong Piaoxue's ears again.
"Treating your Uncle Hong will take a lot of energy from me. You should also know that your Uncle Hong's injuries are caused by years of accumulation. I can indeed help him treat this serious hidden disease, but obviously
Your two hundred spirit stones for medical treatment are far from enough, and I won’t tell you how much I’ll pay for it. I hope you’ll have an idea after I’ve cured your Uncle Hong.”
Li Tiandi's footsteps did not stop at all. He followed Zhang Wenbin and Wan Tianhu with eight-character steps. From the beginning to the end, he did not even look at Murong Piaoxue.
"Hmph! You can rest assured about this. Although our Murong family is a small family, we also know how to repay kindness. If you are really capable and heal my uncle Hong's injury, you will certainly be rewarded."
Murong Piaoxue said in an unusually cold voice.
And just as Murong Piaoxue's voice fell, Zhang Wenbin's sarcastic voice sounded in her ears.
"Piaoxue, you'd better not raise too much hope. A guy with a third-level Foundation Establishment claims to be able to cure Uncle Hong's decades-old hidden illness. Do you think it's possible?"
"Boy, you are really confident. You don't even have treatment, so you just want to get paid. If you want to get paid, let's see if you have the ability."
Wan Tianhu also mocked.
Emperor Li Tiandi ignored the two people's ridicule at all and regarded them as farting.
This kind of arrogance that comes from deep inside made Zhang Wenbin and Wan Tianhu feel very uncomfortable when they were punched in the air.
"Pretend, pretend, you kid, just pretend. Wait a minute and you don't have the ability. Let's see how I deal with you."
With this idea in mind, the two men took Li Erdan to a tent.
"My little friend, you are here."
Seeing Li Erdan coming, Murong Hong looked excited and greeted Li Tiandi enthusiastically.
Murong Hong, who has been tortured by an underlying disease for more than 20 years, finally saw hope of being relieved of the underlying disease today and seemed extremely excited.
"My time is precious, so there is no need to say anything like this. Please hurry up and get treatment. I have to go back to sleep."
Let's start now, just lie down on the ground, and I will treat you now."
Li Tiandi said in an unusually cold tone.
"Just lie on the ground?"
Murong Hong showed a trace of hesitation on his face.
The floor of the tent was covered with the fur of a beast called the demon wolf. It was very clean and there was nothing lying on it.
However, Murong Hong felt that Li Tiandi didn't even need to check his pulse and just treated him like this, which made him feel unsafe.
"My little friend, don't you need to check my pulse?"
Murong Hong asked.
"Check your pulse?
It’s not necessary. It’s just your minor injury. I’m going to treat you. I don’t even bother to move my hands. Lie down quickly and stop talking nonsense.”
Li Tiandi said impatiently.
Seeing Emperor Li Tian's arrogant attitude, Zhang Wenbin and Wan Tianhu in the tent all had sneers on their faces and cursed secretly in their hearts.
"Pretend, keep pretending, see how I deal with you later."
Murong Piaoxue also had an indifferent expression on her face, and her beautiful eyes were filled with an icy chill.
After a slight hesitation, Murong Hong still obeyed obediently and slowly lay down on the ground. His eyes were full of anxiety, waiting for Li Tiandi's treatment.
He was looking at Emperor Li Tian, with his hands behind his back and his waist straight, looking down at Murong Hong who was lying on the ground. He circled around Murong Hong twice and said indifferently.
"Listen to me. I will treat you now. During the treatment, you must not move around. Otherwise, if you don't do it right, your leg will be useless."
Li Tiandi reminded in a cold voice.
"Little friend, just do it, I won't dodge."
Murong Hong said firmly.
"hey-hey!"
A smirk suddenly appeared on Li Tiandi's face.
Next, Emperor Li Tian's actions made everyone in the tent stunned.
Li Tiandi slowly raised one foot and stepped hard on Murong Hong's calf.
Seeing this scene, as a cultivator, Murong Hong instinctively wanted to avoid it, but the thunderous voice of Emperor Li Tian rang in his ears.
"If you don't want your legs to become useless, don't move them."
Is this a fucking therapy leg?
This is trying to step on me.
Murong Hong was about to explode with anger, and instinctively wanted to avoid it, but Emperor Li Tian's voice seemed to have a demonic quality, so Murong Hong was so confused that he did not make any resistance.
"boom!"
As soon as he kicked down, he felt a pain that penetrated his heart, and Murong Hong almost couldn't help shouting that he was born.
But the next moment, Murong Hong felt a warm flow of heat coming from where Li Tiandi's feet were.
This heat filled the area where his hidden wounds were, making Murong Hong feel more comfortable than ever before.
At this moment, Murong Hong suddenly had a lot of very despicable thoughts in his heart.
Boy, don't stop, step on me, step on me hard.
Li Tiandi satisfied Murong Hong's idea very well, raised his foot again, and kicked Murong Hong's leg that had a hidden problem again.
Immediately afterwards, Li Tiandi was like a street gangster beating up the weak, either stepping on or kicking him, while Murong Hong screamed in comfort.
"Asshole, stop it. You dare to humiliate my uncle Hong like this. I want to kill you."
At this moment, Murong Piaoxue also recovered from the initial shock, her beautiful eyes glared angrily, and her face was frosty.
"Boy, you are really looking for death. How dare you be so rude. No one can save you today."
Zhang Wenbin shouted angrily with murderous intent.
"I told you a long time ago that this kid is a liar. Piaoxue, you don't need to do anything. I will kill this scum of the third level of Foundation Establishment.
The voices of three people told Li Tiandi to stop kicking Murong Hong violently, and turned to look at Murong Piaoxue and the others with an indifferent expression, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
"If I say, if I stop now, your Uncle Hong will beg me to kick him, beg me to step on him, do you believe it or not?"
"Fart, Uncle Hong is not a fool to make such a request."
"Boy, you are about to die and yet you dare to talk nonsense here. Let me see if I don't kill you."
Zhang Wenbin and Wan Tianhu both cursed with ferocious faces.
However, at this moment, Murong Hong, who was lying on the ground, suddenly let out an extremely angry roar.
"Shut up, you two bastards."
After being stepped on a few times by Emperor Li Tian, he was not stepped on or kicked, but there was a gentle flow of heat flowing in. Murong Hong could clearly feel that the illness that had tortured him for many years was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With.
"Master, please don't listen to those two idiots. Keep kicking me and stepping on me. Please, don't stand up."
Murong Hong said with an expectant look.
"You two idiots, and you, did you hear that he begged me?"