"Ex...Young hero, if you want to ask anything, just ask. I will tell you everything I know." The middle-aged woman spoke. Although she changed her title, her words were still very respectful, which made Liu feel a little helpless.
Looking at the sleeping child, and then at the middle-aged woman who was suppressing a cough and her cheeks turning red, Liu Pan said, "Let's go out and talk."
Soon Liu Pan and the middle-aged woman exited the room and came to the living room at the entrance of the house.
Although the living room is simple, it is not particularly simple. The ice dining table and ice tables and chairs are of rough workmanship, but they still make up a complete set.
Liu Pan hesitated for a moment, then found a chair and sat down at random. It had to be said that sitting on the ice chair in the snow and ice was really refreshing. However, I am afraid that only Liu Pan felt this way.
The middle-aged woman was still a little nervous. Although Liu Pan sat down, she did not sit down. Instead, she stood aside respectfully like a servant. This made Liu Pan a little disappointed. After thinking about it, Liu Pan stood up.
body.
Seeing Liu Pan getting up, the middle-aged woman suddenly panicked and said uneasily: "The house is simple and the reception is not good. I hope you won't take it wrong, young hero."
The middle-aged woman's voice was trembling, even slightly frightened. Because she had to hold back her cough, her cheeks became even redder, and her breathing even became somewhat rapid.
Liu Pan sighed. When he discovered that there was such an "advanced" thing like ducted heating here, he felt a familiar smell. He even felt that this place was isolated from the outside world, and the hierarchical concept of respecting the strong would not work.
It will be lighter.
But now it seems that his thoughts were a little too beautiful. Judging from the demeanor and performance of this middle-aged woman, the concept of respecting the strong here is even stronger than in the outside world.
Shaking his head slightly, Liu Pan put aside the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, and then said: "Give me your hand."
Liu Pan's voice was calm and casual, but in the ears of the middle-aged woman, it seemed like a bolt from the blue. After hearing a "pop", the middle-aged woman knelt down directly.
"I beg you, senior, to spare this junior's life. My child is still young. If there is no one to take care of me, I'm afraid...I'm afraid...please have mercy on me, senior!"
The middle-aged woman was trembling all over. While speaking, she actually knocked her head directly on the ice. Blood flowed down her forehead, and she said with a choked voice: "As long as the senior can spare the life of the junior and let the junior take care of the child for another two years,
Even if the younger generation is acting like a cow or a horse, they will still repay the kindness of their elders..."
Liu Pan was confused at this moment, completely confused. Out of respect, he did not use his mental power to scan the middle-aged woman's body. The reason why he asked the middle-aged woman to pass her hand over was just to check the woman's pulse.
physical condition, and then help treat it.
It's obviously a very casual sentence, but why...
What is going on in this place?
Seeing that the middle-aged woman was still kowtowing, Liu Pan moved his steps and stepped forward to stop her. At the same time, he also said: "You don't have to do this, I don't mean any harm..."
However, despite Liu Pan's explanation, the middle-aged woman seemed not to believe it at all and continued to kowtow.
Liu Pan's face darkened when he saw this, he let go of the hand holding the middle-aged woman, frowned suddenly and said coldly: "If you don't understand what I said, I will kill that kid right now."
While speaking, Liu Pan's pressure from King Wu's realm also disappeared in a flash.
In an instant, the middle-aged woman who was still crying calmed down and stopped kowtowing, but tears still kept falling from her eyes.
With a cold snort, Liu Pan returned to the chair in front of the table and sat down. He pointed to the chair on the other side of the table and said in a cold voice: "Come and sit down."
After finishing speaking, Liu Pan casually grabbed a thick mink fur from the storage ring and threw it on the chair.
As if she sensed the murderous intent in Liu Pan's words, the middle-aged woman's face was pale and her whole body was trembling, but she did not dare to say a word and obediently got up from the ground and sat on a chair.
"Reach out!" Liu Pan was not polite at all, and his words were completely commanding.
The middle-aged woman seemed to be struggling when she heard this, but in the end she didn't know what she thought of. A trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, and she stretched out a trembling hand to the table in front of Liu Pan.
Seeing this, Liu Pan snorted again, then stretched out two fingers and placed them on the woman's wrist.
With a thought, the mental energy entered the middle-aged woman's body along his fingers. Soon, Liu Pan had surprise and confusion in his eyes.
Xuan Bing Jue? It actually has the aura of Xuan Bing Jue!
Mentally exploring the middle-aged woman's physical condition, Liu Pan originally wondered how a monk could be sick and coughing. It wasn't until he probed the middle-aged woman's lungs that he discovered that she was injured.
Moreover, this injury was caused by someone who had practiced Xuan Bing Jue!
There are also people here who have practiced the Xuan Bing Jue? Liu Pan was surprised. You must know that the Xuan Bing Monument is within the Tianshuang Sect. If there are people who have practiced the Xuan Bing Jue here, doesn't that mean...
"Where did your injuries come from?" Liu Pan frowned.
"This junior made a mistake in his own practice and accidentally injured himself." The middle-aged woman trembled when she heard this and said with twinkling eyes.
"Tell the truth!" Liu Pan's voice deepened, and there was a faint murderous aura surrounding him.
"It's... it's..." The middle-aged woman was trembling all over, but before she could finish her words, she knelt down suddenly and kowtowed desperately: "It's the junior who doesn't know how to appreciate others and wants to let the father of the child stay.
So I had a dispute with the child's father and was injured. It's all the fault of the younger generation. For the sake of the child, please show mercy and let the younger generation take care of the child for another two years. Even if the younger generation is just a cow and a horse..."
"If you dare to kneel down again, I will kill him now!" Liu Pan's voice was cold and angry at the same time.
Although he didn't know exactly what the situation was, and whether everyone here had the same concept of respecting the strong as the middle-aged woman in front of him. But facing this middle-aged woman, Liu Pan really felt angry.
Soon, the middle-aged woman was trembling all over and managed to get up from the ground without saying a word.
"Sit tight!" Liu Pan said with a cold look on his face: "Tell me in detail what's going on!"
"It was a summons from two months ago. Hantian City summoned all the ice spiritual root monks in the Ice Territory who have reached the martial arts realm or above to leave the Ice Territory and go to the outside world to do business. The junior's husband has just broken through to the martial arts realm, and the junior is worried about what will happen to him after he goes out.
Is there any danger, so I want him to stay?
came down, but he insisted on going, so the junior had a dispute with him. As a result, his temperament changed drastically and he shot and injured the junior... Senior, the junior knew that he was wrong. The junior knew that disobeying the order was a capital crime. The junior only asked the senior to stop.
Give the junior two years, only two years..."
At the end of her words, the middle-aged woman became emotional again, and if it weren't for the previous warning, Liu Pan would have no doubt that she would kneel down again at this moment.
After waving his hand to interrupt the middle-aged woman's words, Liu Pan's face became a little ugly. At this moment, he thought of a lot, and his heart felt faintly cold. Unconsciously, he reached out and touched his forehead.
Because he did not further practice the Xuan Bing Jue, the dark green color on his forehead has gradually faded. However, when his fingers touched the skin, Liu Pan still felt that way, as warm as jade... (Uh, passed.