Ying Yun was seriously injured and had to be sent to the hospital immediately. Boyer had no idea about the situation of his daughter "Bao Yanyan". Facing my urgent request, he shook his body, his rich body language was bold and out of tune, and he patted

My shoulder happily agreed to arrange a car for me to go to the hospital in Yindel.

But Ying Yun refused to leave. She insisted on waiting until the incense hall was opened tonight before leaving. The few people had no choice but to go to the witch doctor who was a great dancer to treat Ying Yun's injuries.

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In the simple and low-key "gun emplacement" yurt, Yingyun lay curled up in a ball on the bed. The pain in her legs made her expression slightly distorted and her face became increasingly pale.

"Why don't you go to the hospital?" I asked Yingyun while holding her hand.

Ying Yun frowned, "I want to see what will happen to Ying Hall? Now that the chief hall master is dead, does the 'young master' have a chance to obtain greater benefits?"

I rolled my eyes, "Okay! It's up to you to do whatever you want. But you can't just joke with your own life, right? In addition to fooling people with talisman water, what kind of diseases does that witch doctor treat?"

Ying Yun bit her lip with difficulty, "Don't say that to him..."

Before he finished speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Boyle was carrying a large wooden box and slowly walked into the room with an old man. "Master Witch Doctor, please come in."

Hearing the sound, an old man in blue shirt wearing reading glasses, swinging a large wine gourd around his waist, walked up to Ying Yun in confusion. From a distance, you could smell the smell of alcohol on his body.

His cloudy old eyes glanced over Ying Yun's body, and he jumped three feet high in fright.

"Hey! This is someone who has been enchanted! Get my mahogany sword quickly." The witch doctor said in a pretentious manner.

I looked at the witch doctor with cold eyes, wondering where he was. Isn’t the peach wood sword a Taoist priest’s magic weapon?

But Boyer obeyed the witch doctor's words. He quickly opened the box and handed a blackened "wooden sword" to the witch doctor.

"Sir, thank you for your hard work."

The witch doctor took the mahogany sword, danced and pretended to throw the yellow talisman into the sky. "Drive away bad luck, drive away bad luck..."

Seeing him like this, I was so angry that I didn't want to fight. I grabbed the witch doctor's wrist and pulled him directly to Yingyun's bed.

"Give me a good look. This man is bleeding to death, and you are still jumping around here. Do you know how to treat a doctor?"

The old witch doctor blushed, "Hey, you young man, how come you don't know how to respect the old and love the young?"

I snatched the mahogany sword from the witch doctor's hand and slapped his head hard. "You won't treat her injury, right? I'll beat her until you treat her injury."

The witch doctor held his head in his hands, but after a moment, an inner force burst out from his body! In an instant, he knocked me back several steps.

I looked at this swindling old man with some astonishment. He was obviously a charlatan, how could he have such strong internal strength?

The witch doctor smiled proudly, stepped forward, grabbed the mahogany sword in my hand and said, "Boy, let me tell you. Young people must know how to restrain themselves. Don't always be the boss in the sky, the second boss in the earth, and you are the third boss. This world is big.

There is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.”

After saying that, he pulled the mahogany sword in my hand a few times and wanted to take the sword back, but I was very rude and didn't buy his account.

The latter's hidden strength surged again, but this time, I was not knocked back by him, but instead got into a stalemate with him.

The internal strength in me was passed down to me by "Ji Ying". It is a full 20 years of her cultivation. Even if this old man has deep internal strength, I can still stand in a stalemate with him for a while.

The witch doctor's expression remained calm at first, but soon a trace of doubt appeared on his expression. "Boy, where did your internal strength come from?"

"I practice it myself, do you care about it?" I said angrily, grabbing the hilt of the sword.

The witch doctor shook his head. A flash of murderous intent flashed through his cloudy old eyes, "This internal energy is strong but very chaotic. It was definitely not something you cultivated yourself."

"I just like this feeling, how about it?" I said through gritted teeth.

"It's okay not to tell the truth. Let's see how long you can persist?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the strength in the witch doctor's hand became even stronger.

"Master Witch Doctor, please show mercy." Yingyun, who was lying on the hospital bed, begged after seeing the two of us secretly competing.

"Don't worry, this guy's internal strength is similar to mine, and he won't have any problem holding on for more than ten minutes." The witch doctor said jokingly.

Although he said this, the strength in his hands did not diminish at all.

I broke out in a cold sweat, thinking to myself that I was actually treated by a gangster. If word of this got out, would Meng Qing'er still be able to laugh for half a year?

He couldn't help but be angry in his heart, and blue and white flames slowly rose up on his arms. When the witch doctor wasn't paying attention, the flame python rose into the air, waving its fangs and rushed towards the witch doctor.

The latter raised his eyebrows in surprise, but remained calm and composed. He took a sip of wine from the wine gourd on his waist and sprayed it on the fire python.

I know that the liquid in this old man's gourd is definitely not an ordinary liquid. But my flame cannot be extinguished so casually.

Soon, the liquid sprayed onto the fire python. Although the fire python was slightly sluggish, it still rushed towards the latter.

The witch doctor blinked in shock, then took another sip of wine and sprayed it on me!

I thought the old man had bad breath, so I took my peach wood sword away and took two steps back. The witch doctor was even more embarrassed. He jumped three feet high and rolled around to avoid the fire python's attack. However, he was also pecked by the flames and burned.

His face was blackened.

The witch doctor's eyes widened, and the stinging pain on his face instantly woke him up.

"Little bastard, let's see if I can't kill you today."

After saying that, the witch doctor picked up the mahogany sword and slashed at me.

I jumped up from the ground with a bounce, and I thought to myself, I am really overestimating my abilities.

He stretched out his hand to cover his right eye and controlled the fire python to rush towards the witch doctor again.

The latter froze and shook his slightly tattered green shirt. Several slightly longer "yellow talismans" flew out and stuck the fire python firmly to the wall like a demon rope!

Although the "yellow talismans" that imprisoned the fire python were melting little by little, this scene still shocked me.

"Boy, give me your life."

While I was stunned, the witch doctor had already raised his sword and struck at me.

I ducked sideways, but the witch doctor swung the wine gourd and hit me heavily on the instep.

The instant pain caused me to stumble and almost fall over. The witch doctor took the opportunity to put his sword on my neck, smiled evilly and said, "You little bastard, can you talk now?"

I glanced at the blackened mahogany sword on my neck, "Is it real or fake? Is this thing lethal?"

The witch doctor raised the sword a little, and the "stubble" on my jaw instantly fell off my head one by one like cut wheat.

"Any more questions?" the witch doctor looked directly at me and said.

I rolled my eyes and said to myself, a man can bend and stretch, but he must save his life first.

"I remembered that one day, I secretly visited a girl, and all of a sudden, I gained 20 years of internal strength in vain."

Hearing this, the witch doctor became even more furious, and the mahogany sword in his hand had already made a shallow mark on my neck.

"Tell you, I have no patience anymore. If you don't tell the truth, I will kill you today!" the witch doctor said angrily with blood-red eyes.

"Wait, I remember, her name is..." At the end of the sentence, I made a long note.

The latter's brows were furrowed and his hands were shaking slightly.

I took the opportunity to reach out and grab the latter's mahogany sword. Black flames rose into the sky and burned it into two pieces.

"She is your aunt." I said coldly.

Since I don't know his details, I can't tell the truth at all.

The witch doctor took a few steps back, veins popping up on his face in anger, and finally his eyes fell on Ying Yun.

I couldn't tell, so I lost my voice and asked, "What are you going to do?"

The corner of the witch doctor's mouth curled up into a sneer, and he rushed forward and placed the broken sword on Ying Yun's neck!

I rushed over to stop him, but the witch doctor used a broken sword to cut open the skin on Ying Yunyu's neck. A few drops of blood jumped out instantly and slowly flowed down along the peach wood sword.

"Stop!" the witch doctor said solemnly.

I quickly waved my hand, stopped where I was and said, "No, don't... I have something to say."

Ying Yun looked at the witch doctor in astonishment, as if she was surprised by his sudden change of attitude.

"Master Witch Doctor, you?" Ying Yun said timidly.

The witch doctor ignored her, but smiled proudly, glared at me and said, "This girl is seriously injured. If she bleeds more..."

I swallowed my saliva and said helplessly, "Okay, I'll tell the truth. This was indeed given to me by a girl."

"What kind of girl? Whose name is she? Where is her home?" asked the witch doctor.

I sighed and said, "My name is 'Ji Ying,' and I live in the Ice City."

The witch doctor paused after hearing this, then said impatiently, holding the mahogany sword, "Take me to see her, right away."

"You can see her if you want. When Ying Yun's injuries heal, I will naturally take you to see her." I said in a non-negotiable tone.

The witch doctor also refused to give in and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Take me there now!"

Seeing that the two of us refused to give in to each other, "Boyle" who was on the side quickly came over to smooth things over.

"Master Witch Doctor, look at this boy's compromise. Please give in and treat this girl's injuries first. When the girl recovers, he will naturally take you there."

The witch doctor paused, glanced at Ying Yun's still bleeding wound and said, "Don't try to play tricks, I have plenty of ways to kill you."

I glanced at the mahogany sword in the latter's hand, "I'm also telling you, if Ying Yun dies, you won't survive either."
To be continued...