The Human Emperor

Chapter 707

"Don't panic, I don't know each other with the elders of Uzbekistan, can I use him to harm him? And,...Is it necessary to harm him in the current situation of Uzbekistan?"

Wang Chong carried his hands, his mouth smirked, and quickly retreated.

"We don't need you to intervene in the Wushou Village, say, what medicine do you give to the elders?"

Other elders have not spoken yet, and the protection of a Wushou Village can’t help but anger. His hands clenched his fists and shivered slightly, apparently almost uncontrollable.

Although the village has repeatedly confessed that the other party is the prince of the court, it cannot be shaken. But three times, it’s too much.

"If the elders have three long and two short, don't blame us for being unkind!"

Another guardian is also angry.

"Reassured, there will be nothing."

Wang Chong faintly said that the face of the cloud is light and windy, even if faced with the elders of the Wushou Village burned in the house full of anger, it is calm and self-confident. However, the fingers that were facing away from the crowd and trembled slightly revealed the true fluctuations in his heart.

Things seem to be wrong. Wang Chong clearly remembers that Wu Jiumei seems to be only created in this matter, but now, Wu Jiumei has a weak breath, all eyes and corners of the mouth are bloody, and it is still black blood, but this is not good. It is.

In any case, this is not as simple as a serious injury. If you don't get it, it will be dead.

"I hope that the remedy will work properly!"

Wang Chong’s mind flashed a thought and was slightly worried.

He can feel it, and what happened in the village of Wushou seems to have some discrepancies with his life. Wu Jiumei was originally seriously injured, but it was not good. Wu Jiumei was likely to die in the accident.

Things have changed, and there is no way to be sure of many things.

"what!"

It was the time when the heart was slightly uneasy. Suddenly, an old, long* sounded in the stone house. With this voice, everyone was shocked, and one by one looked at the stone bed.

I saw the stone bed, the original breath was weak, the eyes turned white, the corners of the mouth, the corners of the eyes were black blood, and the black elders, the black-necked plums, accompanied by the white foam. Suddenly, the white eyes fell, showing a slight turbidity, but it was dark. pupil.

With a long *, his original black-black-like skin color disappeared like a fade. First the face, then the neck and arms, then the entire torso and feet. A **** color gradually emerged from the inside of Wu Jiu Mei's body.

Not only that, Wu Jiumei’s eyes turned, and soon he noticed a group of Wushou village guards and elders not far from the bed.

"Chongli! Yunwen!"

Wu Jiumei called out the names of several elders. Although the voice was weak, it was very clear.

"Elders!"

In the room, several villagers who served next to the water, water, and towels were overjoyed. First of all, they turned to the stone bed and rushed over:

"Great, the elders woke up! The elders woke up!-"

Not only that, but Wu Jimei felt his head when he was in a hurry. In the eyes of everyone, he slowly sat up from the bed.

"!!!"

Shock!

Very shocked!

Looking at the stone bed, it seems that nothing happened to Wu Jiu Mei. The people turned to Wang Chong in the direction of the door. The vibration in the eyes was inexplicable. In particular, those who are full of hostility to Wang Chong, the look is even more complicated.

"Impossible! There can never be any medicine that can be so powerful!"

An elder who was called "Yong Wen" by Wu Jiumei suddenly walked over and grabbed the arm of Wu Jiu Mei hanging on the stone bed. Wu Jiumei’s arm veins are very stable, and they are gradually recovering, jumping faster and more stable.

- This is not only completely restored, but also more peaceful than the previous pulse of Wu Jiu Mei.

For a moment, an elder who was called "Yong Wen" by Wu Jiumei slammed back and looked at Wang Chong in the direction of the door. He was wrong, surprised, and had some kind of inexplicable excitement.

Wang Chong just laughed and said nothing.

"Nine brothers, how do you feel? How do you feel about your shoulders, right legs, back, and dirty? Is it painful?"

He Changwen, He Changwen, quickly turned around and clung to Wu Jiumei’s hand and asked in a hurry.

"Very good, no pain, what happened..."

Wu Jiumei slowly moved and wondered. He didn't understand why He Yunwen asked this question at first, but when he said this sentence subconsciously, he immediately noticed what was happening, and the whole person was there, his face was wrong.

In an instant, the silence in the room, the countless eyes all looked in one direction, very excited.

"Impossible, people in Wushou Village, although powerful, but everyone from the age of three, the body will be aching pain, every end of the month, or starlight, when the world is the strongest yin, the body will Attacks, body convulsions. Many people even die when they are 50 years old. The village once asked the surgeon to say that it is a problem with the village."

"Wu Lao is already seven or eighty. His situation is more serious than anyone in the village. How could it be suddenly?"

In the stone house, I don’t know who it is, muttering to myself, and telling everyone’s voice.

Those who first arrived in Wushou Village will only marvel at the powerful forces trained by the Wu wounded in the mountains, but few people know the cost of this power. When a black wounded person is born, everyone has to endure a kind of pain inside the body, and it will become more and more powerful as they grow older.

From generation to generation, batch after batch, no one has ever been spared.

The reason why the elders of Uganda had such a strong attack, even the black blood flowing from the corner of their mouth, was related to his age and the injury. At that moment, many people thought he was going to die. But no one thought that he would recover after a while, not only recovered, but even the chaotic pulse was restored.

- The injury on the elders of Wu can never be good for no reason. Everything can only be the remedy that Wang Chong gave him to swallow!

Shocked, wrong, incredible, and deeply excited and eager... This moment, all kinds of emotions, and everything, flashed from the faces of everyone in the room. If Wang Chong’s medicinal herbs can work for people of the age of Wu’s elders, isn’t that the kind of remedy that works for everyone?

At this moment, even the most hostile Wushou Village against Wang Chong, the hostility in this moment has been disintegrated, and Wang Guan’s gaze is like a savior.

"Hou Ye... If you don't mind, can you tell me what kind of medicine you took to the elders?"

He Yunwen forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart.

Wang Chong just smiled and didn't say much. He released the five fingers and handed over another medicinal drug.

Wang Chong's painstaking efforts have not been in vain. He can clearly feel that the attitude of the wounded people has changed dramatically, and all this is because of the medicinal herbs that he brought.

"Snapped!"

Did not wait for He Yunwen to take this medicinal medicine, a palm suddenly stretched out, slamming the dying of Wang Chong's palm to the ground.

"Elder, are you crazy? He is an outsider, how can he be so kind, how can he know how to solve the problem of our black-scarred people? We have a problem that has not been solved in the past hundreds of years, how can an outsider solve it? This must be a coincidence, it must be because the elders swallow a large amount of eucalyptus, the medicinal properties of these algae accumulate over the years, and broke out at this time to cure the elder's disease."

A 30-year-old man with a bright red scar on his left cheek suddenly screamed. His eyes were staring at Wang Chong, full of malice, and seemed to be more hostile to anyone than him.

"It's him."

Wang Chong didn't care about it at first, but when he saw the bright red scar on his left face, he suddenly thought about it. When fighting with Qinqicheng, there was a black-scarred villager who was fierce and radical in battle than anyone else. Even Qinqicheng could hardly control him.

When Wang Chong flew him, one of the rocks crossed his cheek, leaving a scar and blood dripping. But the man looked more and more fierce toward his own eyes, so Wang Chong was very impressed with him, remembering clearly.

"It seems that because of that, he hates it."

Wang Chong’s heart is clear.

"I have said what I said. I have already done it. Since you don't believe it, then forget it. I don't know if everyone is with U.S. elders tonight. Alkali grass, healed."

Wang Chong said, listening to the ear for a while, turned and left.

Outside the stone house, the screams of screams came one after another, and they became more and more dense. This eclipse night is destined to be a sleepless night for Wushou Village.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing that Wang Chong is about to leave here, on the stone bed, Wu Changwu Wu Jimei listened to the screams of the whispers in his ears. At this time, his face changed slightly, and he quickly extended an arm and called Wang Chong.

But at this time, another unexpected thing happened -

"boom!"

Just like a heavy wood falling down, not far from the stone bed, the former middle-aged man in Wushou Village, who had a red scar on his left cheek, suddenly fell to the ground without any signs.

His teeth were bitten, his face was pale, and he was lying on the ground.

"Wan Shi, Wan Shi... What happened to you?"

All of them were shocked by this, and everyone rushed up and squatted around him.

"No, his dark ailment has broken!"

"The situation is very serious. His whole body is twitching."

"Get a piece of towel, separate his teeth, don't let him bite his tongue."

"Not good, the elder, his pulse is getting weaker and weaker, his body temperature is also rapidly decreasing. If he goes on like this, I am afraid..."

......

Things rushed, and they became elbowed, and everyone was in a panic. He Wanshi fell too fast, too sudden, and the lesions were too fast, but his body quickly became cold after a while, and the black iron-like cyan was spreading all over his body. .

This situation is no stranger to everyone, this is the sign of all the black-scarred people's episodes, and it is still the most serious situation, and every sign of the Wushou village will appear before death.

According to this situation, He Wanshi is only afraid of ... more fierce.