After twenty strokes, Jiang He's pants were bloody! His butt was also bloody!
Jiang He himself even collapsed and lay on the bench very weakly!
"Stop beating! Stop beating! If you beat me again, you will die!" Gillian finally couldn't stand it anymore and cried, lying on Jiang He's back to stop the strong man from continuing to beat him with the cane!
Tong Pala looked at Gillian lying on Jiang He's body and felt even more heartbroken. Gillian, you have never cared about me so much, but now you care so much about a foreign man. Are you so fond of foreigners?
"Okay! It's okay for me to let him go. As long as he kneels down for me and licks my shoes clean, I'll let him go!" Tong Pala said proudly.
He wants to trample Jiang He's dignity under his feet!
He wants to snatch Gillian back!
When Jiang He heard this, even though he was very weak now, he still sneered with disdain: "Heh, come on, continue..."
After listening to Jiang He's words, Tong Pala's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he waved his hand, indicating to his men to continue.
And the subordinate was not polite, he directly raised the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it down again!
Bang! Once! Two times! Three times!
The wooden stick hit Jiang He's butt repeatedly. Even though his skin was bruised and bruised, Jiang He still didn't even make a sound.
After forty blows with the stick, Jiang He's back was completely invisible and there was blood everywhere.
Jiang He's face was also pale, and sweat continued to fall from his forehead.
At this time, Jiang He was almost unconscious.
And Tong Pala glanced at Jiang He and curled his lips: "Tsk, tsk, tsk! Boy, I think you are lucky. You have survived forty blows, but I guess you won't be able to get out of bed if you don't have a year and a half."
Let’s walk!”
After saying that, Tong Pala looked at Gillian and Dad meaningfully, then waved his hand and left with his men in a swaggering manner.
After they left, Gillian rushed forward, helped Jiang He up, and asked with a trembling voice: "Are you okay?"
Jiang He forced out a smile and then shook his head.
That is Jiang He. If it had been anyone else, he might have been beaten to death by now!
Although Jiang He has lost his cultivation level now, his body can carry the cultivation level of the Golden Core Stage after all, and his physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary people, so these forty sticks did not kill Jiang He.
But even so, the current river is still very weak.
He looked at Tongpala and said, "I need some herbs, can you find them for me?"
With Jiang He's medical skills, he only needs a simple combination of a few herbs, and after taking them, he can restore his body.
After listening to Jiang He's words, Gillian visibly hesitated, but still nodded and said, "Okay! We are the ones who grow herbs, and there are a lot of them here!"
When Jiang He heard this, a smile finally appeared on his pale face: "That's great, I'll tell you, remember it..."
Jiang He named a total of eight kinds of herbs. After Gillian memorized them all, she quickly went out.
Only Dad looked at Gillian's leaving figure with extremely complicated eyes.
Only my father knows that although they grow medicinal herbs, those herbs are not theirs at all, but belong to the nobles!
