"Stop! You are not allowed to enter here!"
The sturdy man in the lead shouted loudly and smashed the ground heavily with the iron rod in his hand, causing dust to fly.
Erpang sneered:
"Why, this village is yours?"
The strong man grinned:
"That's right, I'm in charge! If you dare to take another step forward, I'll break your legs!"
Xia He glanced at the few people and saw that they all had the same token hanging around their waists, with the words "Zhao Mansion" engraved on it.
I have already made a judgment in my mind - what the old man said is probably almost correct.
Erpang could no longer suppress his anger, and without waiting for Xia He's order, he punched out directly!
After he followed Xia He, he never brought his martial arts with him again.
Now he has broken through to the bone refining stage, and has followed Xia He in battle for a long time, so his punches are powerful.
In an instant, the leading strong man was blown several feet away!
The rest of them rushed forward roaring, but were all knocked down by Erpang with three punches and two kicks, leaving them wailing on the ground.
He didn't kill the person because he didn't understand the specific situation.
"Waste!" Erpang pouted and turned to look at Xia He, "Brother He, can you come in and take a look?"
Xia He nodded, and the two of them stepped into the village.
There was a stench of decay in the air, flies were buzzing around, and even scattered bones could be seen on the ground.
In front of the dilapidated hut, poisoned people were lying in a mess, some with festering bodies, and some were dying.
He stared at the sky with empty eyes, as if he had already accepted his fate.
Suddenly, a weak voice was heard: "... Save, save my mother..."
Xia He looked down and saw a thin boy huddled in the corner, his face purple and his lips chapped.
But he was still holding tightly onto the already stiff body of a woman.
The boy was about the same age as Xiaowen, and his eyes, which should have been full of innocence, were now filled with despair.
Xia He squatted down, put his fingertips on the boy's pulse, and frowned.
The poison has entered the internal organs, but if treated in time, you can still survive!
"Erpang, get some water." he said in a deep voice.
Erpang quickly took off the water bag from his waist, and Xia He took out a detoxification pill from his arms, dissolved it in water, and fed it to the boy.
The boy coughed a few times, and his purple face eased a little. He weakly grabbed Xia He's sleeve:
"...Thank you...Uncle..."
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