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"No, no, no...my disciples are all inside..."

"And my daughter...my daughter is also infected, she is only twenty-seven years old..."

"I firmly disagree... If they die, the sect will be gone, so why not let me die too!"

"We Chuanxuezong and Qingtianzong are buried here today! Our two sects died to protect the human race! We are not very honored!"

"So, very good! Kill us..."

"Come on, come on..."

"Daoist Fang Qi...save my son, I know you are very capable...you must have a way...I am willing to pay any price...I have spirit crystals...our sect has many spirit crystals..."

"It was my fault for offending you in the past. I kowtow to you and admit my mistake. If you beat and scold me casually, I promise not to fight back... Please... help us..."

"I'll be your cow and horse for the rest of my life...my son is still inside...I don't want him to die..."

Wan Ritian rushed over with snot and tears, the majestic master of Qingtian Sect, now it seems that he has become like this...

But at this moment, no one will criticize Wan Ritian, and no one will feel that Wan Ritian has humiliated Qingtianzong...

They looked at Wan Ritian with tears... For the first time, they felt that the suzerain was so reliable...

Fang Qi exhaled, with a pained expression on his face...

What the hell... I'm not a god... Can I do anything?

These flesh and blood have been devoured by worms... If you want to regrow flesh and blood, do you still need to take magic medicine?

Speaking of magic medicine, Fang Qi thought of Little Carrot Head...

There is really a magic medicine in his space fairy weapon...

But it would be okay if we cut some offshoots from the little radish head and rescued three or five people...

How can I save this 350,000, 500,000,000,000? Take your own life to save? It can't be saved either!

This situation has become quite complicated...

"I don't know if Banlangen has any effect on their injuries..."

"Don't talk about restoring their flesh and blood, at least it should be no problem to clean up the worms in their bodies?"

"It's just that there are too many monks...how should the Banlangen be distributed..."

Fang Qi frowned, lost in thought.

Rescue must be saved.

As long as conditions permit...

But when there are too many people, things get complicated. You can't do whatever you want...

There is a lot of doorway here... If you don't pay attention, the whole army may end up being wiped out...

Fang Qi sighed softly, he had to come up with a charter...

"Go and support some big pots."

Fang Qi frowned and ordered.

Wan Ritian was stunned... what are you doing? Absolutely unreliable fire, ready to boil it?

Fuck me... Isn't it still killing people?

"Daoist Fang Qi, you...you can't abandon us...our hearts are suffering..."

Wan Ritian howled again, almost knocking Fang Qi's ears off...

"Go as soon as I let you go! Why so much nonsense!"

"Hurry up! Anyone who likes alchemy usually has an alchemy furnace, and contribute to me now!"

"Then add some water to it!"

"At least five cauldrons or alchemy furnaces are needed..."

"What are you still doing? You don't want to save people?"

Fang Qi couldn't explain it for a while, only he knew the way of it...

The matter of Banlangen is still a bit mysterious...