Chapter 57 (1/2)
Looking at Zhang Ziling's gentle smile, Yao Ting suddenly felt a little nervous.
”Now Yao Zong refuses to see the guests and doesn't give the elixir. You can go back where you come from!” The medicine school disciple who was slapped in the face was holding back his anger when Zhang Ziling bumped into him again and took Zhang Ziling out of his anger.
In the eyes of this medicine school disciple, Zhang Ziling is the kind of people who have heard the legend of the medicine school and have gone to great lengths to seek medicine.
He saw many of these drug seekers. Generally, he would drive them away directly. If he was in a good mood, he would force those people into the sect.
”Well, that's rude.”
Zhang Ziling shook his head and gently raised his right arm. The medicine disciple was directly sucked into Zhang Ziling's palm.
”You, what are you going to do?” The Yaozong disciple, who was held by Zhang Ziling's head, was immediately flustered. Just now, he suddenly felt a huge suction, which made him feel the fear of death for the first time.
”Let go of him!” Seeing Zhang Ziling's direct action, the medicine court immediately drew out his own weapon and warned.
”Let him go?” Zhang Ziling picked up his eyebrows and then smashed the head of the medicine school disciple with one hand!
”I'm in a bad mood today. As long as other people's voices are a little louder, I can't help shaking my hands!”
Zhang Ziling laughed. The headless corpse of the medicine school disciple fell at the foot of Zhang Ziling. Zhang Ziling threw his hands full of blood. A black flame ignited and dried the blood. Zhang Ziling's hands became white and clean again.
”Devil, devil!” Frightened by Zhang Ziling's means, Yao Ting threw away his weapons and sat down on the ground.
Zhang Ziling walked slowly to the disciple of the medicine school and said, ”take me to your master, and you will not die.”
”Yes, yes!” Yao Ting quickly got up and nodded.
”Let's go.” Zhang Ziling waved to let the medicine school disciple open the road.
”Go, go here.” The medicine was cold and sweaty, and said tremblingly.
Where are you from?
As he walked on the bluestone board, Yao Ting thought. He had no idea what kind of madman would dare to kill his disciples at the gate of Yaozong?
As he walked along, the medicine court glanced at Zhang Ziling again, only to find that Zhang Ziling had been wearing a faint smile without any tension.
”No matter! When the elder martial brother comes, I will quickly withdraw to one side! ” As he walked along, he planned for himself.
”Yao Ting, who is the man behind you?”
All of a sudden, two elite disciples of the medicine school came over and asked.
”Master, senior brother, he, he is...” Yao Ting would like to say that Zhang Ziling killed people at the gate of the clan, but he was afraid that before he finished speaking, he would be pinched by the man behind him and burst his head!
Under the contradiction, Yao Ting's face was red, but he didn't know what to say.
”Hum! Do you want to take outsiders to steal the medicine? ” An elite disciple pointed to the medicine court and drank.
”No! How dare I? ” Yao Ting quickly shook his head and denied.
”You have a guilty conscience. You must have caught the thief and the drug court and pressed them to the penalty hall for interrogation.” The elite disciple made a direct decision and pulled out the weapon with the man next to him.
”Well, it's noisy.”
At this time, Zhang Ziling, who was behind the medicine court, suddenly sighed. A dark shadow flashed past the medicine court, and then the two elite disciples separated!
Yao Ting widened his eyes and looked at the two bodies gushing blood, which could not be recovered for a long time.
Two elite disciples were killed by others in the clan?
”It's over!”
Yao Ting's face suddenly turned pale. No matter what the result is, the death of these two elite disciples will be traced to him. In the end, he will certainly die.
”Why are you still in a daze? Continue to lead the way. If you don't die, you can't die!” Zhang Ziling stepped forward and patted Yao ting on the shoulder, which made him jump.