C41 (1/2)

”No wonder your cultivation is so weak. So you also came from a village. Let me ask you, where are the disciples of my Xingu Village?” Qin Gong asked.

”They're all locked up in the cafeteria, but they're fine!” The old disciple from Zi Gu Village said.

”With just the few of you, you locked up all of the New Valley's disciples?” Doubt rose in Qin Gong's eyes.

”No, it was our entire village that took action. The other experts have long since returned to the village with the money, leaving the weaker ones like us here to await your return.”

Our village chief had instructed us to wait for you to come back and capture you before we were allowed to go back to Zi Gu village. Otherwise, we would have no choice but to stay here! ” The old disciple was quite honest and confessed everything that had happened.

”Get up and take me to the cafeteria!” Qin Gong stood up, he grabbed the big sword, with a point of the big sword, a few of the old disciples' acupoints were opened.

”Yes sir!”

A few of the old disciples from Lin Village knew that they were no match for Qin Gong and hurriedly led the way, arriving in front of the canteen.

The dining hall's door was tightly locked. Qin Gong swung his sword to knock the iron lock off, and then escorted the few old disciples into the dining hall.

Within the dining hall, all the male and female disciples of the Wasteland Valley were locked inside. All of them were wounded, but the injuries were not very severe.

Seeing someone coming in, the disciples of New Valley were so frightened that they immediately hugged their heads and squatted down, but when they saw Qin Gong escorting the old disciples in, they immediately exclaimed and stood up, but they did not move.

The seven old disciples' acupoints were sealed once again. Their gazes swept across the cafeteria, but they did not see the figures of Xiaoni, Xia Qingtong, Shang Wuyang, Zhou Danai, and a few others.

”Where did the village committee go?” Qin Gong asked.

Huala …

All of the New Valley disciples moved to the side, and three people laid on the ground behind him.

Qin Gong's eyes twitched, and he walked over to the crowd in large strides. On the ground laid Xia Qingtong, Shang Wuyang and Zhou Danai.

The three of them were covered in wounds, and their faces were distorted. If not for the fact that Qin Gong was familiar with them, he would have thought that they were here.

Qin Gong suddenly raised his head, and his eyes swept across the disciples. All of the New Valley disciples turned their heads around with flickering eyes.

”Humph!”

With a cold snort, Qin Gong withdrew his gaze, crouched down, and began to inspect the three people's injuries.

At this moment, Qin Gong's heart was filled with rage, not because of the invasion of the other villages, but because of his three brothers' serious injuries.

With his intelligence, how could he not have thought that when the senior disciples of the outer village invaded the New Valley, Xia Qingtong, Shang Wuyang and Zhou Danai had to have suffered a desperate resistance before they were beaten half dead?

But looking at the other disciples' injuries, they had only been abused a little, and no one stood out to help Xia Qingtong, Shang Wuyang and Zhou Danai.

After careful examination, although the three of them were badly injured and in a dazed state, they had not yet reached the level of fatality.

Lifting his hand, he took out a bottle of pills and fed it to the three of them. At this time, over thirty female disciples cried out in grievance.

One of the female disciples used a basin full of water and quietly washed the wounds of Xia Qingtong, Shang Wuyang and the other two with tears in her eyes.