Chapter 407: Four hundred and eleven

Chapter 407
Three or three groups of warriors in the fierce realm burst into golden-green light, attacking each other ten miles outside the city of Xiling.
The violent spiritual power fluctuated from the sky to the earth, and the vast plain couldn't help such a powerful spiritual power trembling.
The residents of Xiling looked towards this side one after another, and the patriarchs of countless small families flew out of Xiling to find out. When they saw the Tang Mi and the two families fighting, the patrons standing high in the sky looked extremely solemn.
Even people who have no vision can see that this confrontation is different from the previous battles for resources. The Tang family elders and the first seat of Wutang, and the Supreme Master Mi and the first seat of Wutang are all present.
The immortal bird feather guards swept the formation, and a total of sixty people from the A-Fighting Realm fought on the horizon. Could it be that the hundreds of years of peace in Xiling have been destroyed?
Looking at the battlefield in the distance, the lords of this group of families flowed in countless ways to deal with them, thinking about how to save the lives of the people of the clan and choose the camp if the war is about to rise.
In a short while, dozens of Patriarchs came to the edge of the battlefield, looking at the Tang Mi two clan who seemed to be fighting with no one, and felt distressed.
In fact, everyone knows that the two Tang Mi clan are the overlords of Xiling. They also admit that the power of the two clans has absolute dominance compared to the small families with at most one or two fierce states.
But watching the two families randomly pull out sixty fierce frontiers, they still suppressed some clan masters who wanted to catch up.
These Patriarchs who had the ambition to catch up with the two clan finally intuitively saw how big the gap was, and any team in the air had the ability to level the small family on the scene.
Because of the palm of the Tathagata that is surging with violent spiritual power, even if it is seen from a distance, it also makes people feel irresistible despair.
Fortunately, the strong men in this battle still retain considerable sanity. The battlefield has been moving towards the wasteland outside Jianglin, and no aftermath of spiritual skills hit the city of Xiling. It can be seen that this is not a death battle between the two clans. At least in a short period of time will not affect the whole city of Xiling.
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Tang Luo, who retreated to Xiling with Tang Qian, ran to the Xiao clan for the first time, because he saw it really when Yan Lingjing offered his combined combat skills, and Xiao Zheng took Mi Bai and the group of children on the chariot and went straight to Xiling.
The battlefield outside the city is no longer a place where he can intervene. People of any ability bear the level of responsibility. His goal is only Michu from the beginning to the end. He didn't want to be so anxious at first, because he didn't see the Tang family's three peaces. where.
He couldn't forgive himself if he made the family passive because of his rash action, so after explaining Gong Zheng's treatment plan, he went to the wind agent as soon as possible and successfully met the patriarch Tang Zhi.
After listening to Tang Luo's narration, the plan changed from finding a place to killing Mi Chu.
With the approval of the patriarch, the tripartite cooperation of the head of the martial arts hall, the head of the wind media, and the head of the secretary and pavilion was able to formulate this plan.
But for Tang Luo, Mi Bai’s broken arm was a pity he had never thought of, because he knew that Xiao Zheng and Xiao Ziyu were both in Jianglin, and with Xiao Zheng’s character, he would never sit back and watch his friends get wronged, but Unexpectedly, Mi Chu would actually make a fuss about Mi Bai's life experience, making Xiao Zheng unable to take shelter.
He thought that the seamless plan had the biggest problem in the link that shouldn't go wrong. Tang Luo blamed this on himself, so he went to Xiao Zheng's mansion as soon as he returned to the city.
Located in a luxurious manor in the northeast corner of Xiling, the steward at the door introduced Tang Luo to the inner court as soon as he saw Tang Luo. Seeing a group of children holding the window edging and not daring to enter, Tang Luo coughed and attracted the children. Gaze.
As soon as they saw him coming, the children surrounded him with a "boom" and surrounded him with a pair of small hands holding the black practice clothes. They were all crying, snot and tears. It's hard to move with the cleanliness son.
"Ouuuu, Brother Bai broke his hand."
"Wow, Brother Bai, wow. I can't paint anymore, wow~~~"
"The doctor said, look for it. If you can't find your hand, you can't get it back."
The cakes Tang Luo brought during the spring outing left a deep impression on these children, so even if Tang Luo is now nearly 30 cm taller than before, they can still remember this face.
It's like seeing another elder who is worthy of trust. The group of children who have been silent since they came to Xiao Mansion are surrounded by Tang Luo as if they collapsed, crying out of breath, but still seven. He said things clearly.
Tang Luo reached out and touched the heads of several children, and said to Xiao Yang Fan, who was pretending to be calm but with a pained expression: "Xiao Fan, take good care of your younger brothers and sisters. I'll go see Big Brother Bai. Maybe it's not that bad."
Mi's Aoki True Qi is indeed vicious, especially for warriors who are not deep in cultivation. Achieving Qianqing True Qi means disability, because regardless of hitting any part of the body, Qianqing True Qi penetrates into the body. Will crystallize the flesh and blood meridians and even the blood of the organs. For most warriors, this pollution is irreversible.
If it weren't for Tang Luo possessing a lot of innate qi, he would not be able to completely get rid of the Qianqing True Qi that was already close to the white heart.
But he didn’t quite believe what Dr. Xiao’s said, the stumps and arms of a mortal warrior could be reborn through the biochemical pill, and a mortal warrior would naturally be able to do so. It’s because the price is too high. Tang Luo Would not accept this statement.
For the precocious Yang Fan, Tang Luo's words were the best heart booster. He quickly stepped forward and arbitrarily pulled away the group of children, with his small face upturned and pleading: "Brother Tang, please. You help Brother Bai."
Tang Luo solemnly nodded his head and walked into the main hall of the Xiao Mansion, only to see an immortal, spirited old man who had untied his beige coat, and carefully observed the fully healed right arm, shaking his head again and again. There was a strange heaviness on his face, and Xiao Zheng frowned even more.
Originally thought that Xiao Zheng was just looking for a doctor at the house to take care of Mi Bai, but never thought that this big businessman had invited Sun Jinfang, the first physician of Xiling, to this doctor, although he had a tacky name, it was nothing short of nothing. The sacred hand of the medical forest is deeply loved by the Xiling family. Many warriors who have fought for years have suffered some dark illnesses, and the genius doctor will immediately think of it.
Perhaps the physicians supported by the Tang family were more accomplished in medicine, but in terms of medical skills, no one in Xiling would dare to say that he could be the right one.
Looking at Sun Jinfang, who was looking at the fairy wind and bones, Tang Luo couldn't help but shook his head. He couldn't wait to say hello to the host, and he asked, "Master Sun, may my friend's broken limb recover?"
The eyes of the three of them were originally focused on the wound on their right shoulder. When they heard another voice in the room, they turned their heads and found that it was Tang Luo.
Xiao Zheng looked at Tang Luo with a complicated expression, and when the old man wanted to turn around and say something, he saw the Mi Bai quickly stand up: "Thank you Brother Tang for your help!"
The heartfelt gratitude made the doctor who wanted to say something sighed and walked aside to sort out his medical box, and did not turn around to ask the young man who asked.
Even the victim didn't care, what could he have to talk about? After all, Tang Tianjiao was not a doctor, and this harsh criticism was unreasonable, but it was a pity that the innate aura that the doctor dreamed of appeared on a warrior.
(End of this chapter)