Heretic Doctor Zihou

At the southern end of the southern continent is a riot of space turbulence. Due to the influence of the turbulence in space, a large area at the southernmost tip of the continent has no traces of life.

Hongyan Town is one of the many subordinate towns of Kaiyan City, and it is also the southernmost town among hundreds of thousands of towns on the southern continent.

Hongyan Town is called Hongyan Town because the area where it is located is a patch of red rock.

Red soil and red rocks form red wasteland and red mountains here. Few places are covered by green vegetation, which makes people feel little vitality.

Hongyan Town is located on the only oasis in the Red Wasteland, and is the only place with people in the entire red soil area.

That day, in the evening, on a high **** ten miles away from Hongyan Town, a young man dressed in a plain cloth was carrying a dilapidated bamboo on his back and was driving down the mountain under the wind.

The weather in the southern continent is already hot, and Hongyan Town is located at the southernmost tip of the southern continent, so even if it is already evening, the weather is still hot and dizzying.

Thick sweat came out of the commoner boy's forehead and nose, but the boy didn't seem to be afraid of the heat. He stretched out his hand and wiped the sweat at random, and the speed under his feet was not slow.

Before going down the mountain, a group of people suddenly rushed out from the roadside, blocking the young man's way down the mountain.

There are as many as a dozen people in a group, all of whom are young people from 18 to 20 years old.

These people are very particular about dressing, even the simplest of these people is much better than the commoner.

"Yeah, smelly salted fish seems to have gained a lot today!" An unkind voice came from the crowd.

As the words fell, the most exquisitely dressed young man among the ten people, surrounded by a group of people, with his hands behind him, walked leisurely towards the commoner boy, with a mocking smile on his face while walking.

"What do you want to do?" The commoner wrinkled his brows, took off the bamboo basket on his back and hugged him in his arms, his eyes were full of alert when he looked at the crowd on the opposite side.

"What are you doing?" The man in Chinese clothes sneered. "What do you say we want to do?"

Hearing this, the commoner boy's heart sank suddenly. Knowing that the visitor was not good, he bit his lip and compromised, "I beg you, I can't give you today's medicinal materials. Grandpa is sick and very sick. He is waiting for my medicinal materials to save his life!"

He didn't seem to expect that the commoner boy would be so low-pitched, even using the word ‘begging’. The man in Chinese clothes was taken aback for a while, and then he burst into laughter.

"Have you heard that this smelly salted fish will still beg for help?! You said, did he break his head when he was gathering medicine today?"

"Hahaha!"

"I think the smelly salted fish finally knows it!"

...

After the man in Chinese clothes finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter around him.

"It's okay if you don't give us medicinal materials..." The man in Huafu waved his hand, and a group of entourage hurriedly stopped the laughter, "But you have to give us a beat, how about?"

Hearing this, the commoner boy heard a ray of hatred in his eyes, but it dissipated after the hand beside him just clenched into a fist. Finally he nodded and gritted his teeth and said, "Whatever you say!"

"Of course!" The man in Huafu took it for granted.

"Brothers, give me a fight!" The man in Chinese clothes made a vicious look across his eyes.

With an order, a dozen or so people swarmed up, and after they surrounded the commoner boy, there was a round of punches and kicks.

More than a dozen people have cultivation skills. Although their strength is not good, it is more than enough to gang up against a thin young man who has no cultivation skills.

Soon, the commoner boy was brutally beaten to the ground.

Punching and kicking, everyone started with no mercy, and it didn't take long for the boy's face to be painted, and scarlet blood stained on the dusty cloth.

However, even in this way, the boy still gritted his teeth without humming.

"Fight, continue to fight!" Seeing the stubborn look of the commoner boy, the man in Chinese clothes was not angry.

The densely packed fists greeted the young man like a storm.

Soon, the boy snorted and fainted. Seeing this, the man in Chinese clothes frowned and shouted, "Stop!"

Huafu stepped forward and kicked the boy in the face. Seeing that he was still breathing, he smiled maliciously, "Wake him up! You know how to do it!"

A group of his attendants all laughed wretchedly when they heard the words, and then a few people walked up to the boy in commoner clothes, pulled down their pants, and peeed at the boy on the ground!

"Cough!" The young man woke up, knowing what he had suffered, and the bone-eroding hatred ran across his eyes.

"Bring medicinal materials, let's go!" The man in Huafu seemed contented, and he turned to leave after he ordered to go down.

"You promised not to grab my medicine!" The commoner clenched his fists and stared at the back of the man in Chinese clothes, his eyes were scarlet.

"Is there?" The man in Chinese clothes turned around with a puzzled expression, "I don't remember! Take the medicine!"

"None of you want to **** my medicinal materials!" The young man rushed to the edge of the bamboo basket, tightly hugged the bamboo basket and stepped back, with a vigilant look on his face.

"Instead of you, stinky salted fish! Get me the medicinal materials!" The man in Chinese clothes shouted in a deep voice.

The young man took out the medicinal materials from the bamboo basket and stuffed it into the clothes on his chest, arching his body tightly to protect it. The boy looked thin and weak, but his strength was amazing. No matter how those people broke his hands, he wouldn't let go anyway.

Ever since, a bunch of people were angry. Since he couldn't get it, he would have no strength to hit him!

It was another brutal beating.

The pain in my body is endless, without end, but no more pain than one ten thousandth of heartache.

He is so unwilling!

Unwilling to endure this endless beating and torture; unwilling to die in such an aggrieved way at any time; unwilling to bear the retribution of these bad guys!

He hates it!

I hate why I was abandoned by my parents; I hate why I am a trash that cannot be cultivated; I hate myself for not saving grandpa!

Dizzy, the voice in his ears became more and more blurred, and even gradually moved away from him.

Is he dying?

fair enough!

For people like him, death is more like a relief. It was my poor grandfather who was lonely since then, but he was still seriously ill.

The pupils of the teenager gradually dilated and his consciousness began to blur.

When he was about to close his eyes, there was a voice floating down, like a heavenly voice.

"Stop it all!"

The clear voice, without anger and prestige, made one's heart tremble.

A dozen people stopped at the same moment, and looked suspiciously at the source of the sound.

But on a high **** not far away, a black figure stood. The figure was already slender, and the setting sun shone from behind him, casting an extremely long shadow on the ground, and the colorful halo added a bit of mystery to him.

A group of people rubbed their eyes, thinking they were wrong. But when they looked at it again, the figure had already disappeared in place and appeared before their eyes.

It was a man in a black robe. The man was slender and could not be said to be tall, but he gave a kind of indescribable majesty.

His facial features are extremely delicate, his face is firm, his face is slightly white, and his heroic breath is somewhat soft, which makes him look cool and charming.

However, such a cool and handsome man, with a cold breath, makes people afraid to approach.

"Who are you?" The man in Chinese clothes was startled for a long time before he said with a vigilant expression.

The black-clothed man didn't even look at the Chinese-clothed man. He walked a few steps to the side of the boy in commoner who was lying on the ground, crouching down and reaching out to poke the tip of his nose.

The young man was dying of breath. However, there is still a breath. But if those people were allowed to beat him a little longer, this boy would have died long ago!

The black-clothed man's expression loosened, and between the palms of his hands, a jade-colored pill appeared.

The pill was fed into the boy's mouth, and the pill quickly melted. After a few breaths, the wound on the face of the dying boy healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his closed eyes slowly opened.

The white dazzling light fainted in front of his eyes, and the blurred scenery was a little clearer. The goal is a strange but extremely exquisite cool face.

The young man was taken aback for a moment, his body leaned back, instinctively trying to distance himself.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you!" Qingyue's voice is very nice.

This voice seemed to have magical powers, making the vigilance of the young man's eyes fade away, replacing it with surprise and curiosity.

"you are…"

"My name is Ziyun, you can call me Big Brother Yun." The man in black, that is, the Zihou who disguised himself as a man, said with a lip.

"Ziyun..." The boy blinked and murmured, his eyes filled with dreams, "Are you a fairy?"

Zihou was taken aback.

This is so familiar!

She remembered that Huzi asked her the same question in Xihai Fishing Village.

"No, I am not a fairy." Zihou shook his head.

"Did you save me?"

"Yeah." Zihou nodded now.

When she arrived here, she happened to encounter such a scene.

Even if she doesn't like to be nosy, she is angry with such a thing.

More than a dozen people surrounded and beat a thin young boy to death. If she comes one step later, this boy is very likely to die!

This is really outrageous!

"Huh?" The young boy realized that he had no pain at all. When he opened his clothes and saw that his body was intact, he was even more shocked.

"This is...what's going on?" Even though his body is different from ordinary people and his recovery speed is very fast, he is not so fast?

Zihou but did not laugh, touched the boy's head, smiled and asked, "Do you want revenge?"

The young man was stunned, then nodded, and said, "Yes!"

"I'll give you a chance to double back what they did to you just now!" Zihou has a cold look in the eyes.

"What do you want to do?" Hearing this, the man in Chinese clothes became stiff and nervous.

"What are you talking about? Don't you think it's too much for so many of you to beat a kid who can't practice?"

"He's just a pariah!" the man in Chinese clothes retorted.

Untouchables?

Zihou sneered, "You said he is a pariah, but in my opinion, you people can't even match his finger!"

"You..." The man in Chinese clothes dared not speak.

"Go! They won't fight back!" Zihou motioned.

The young man was a little skeptical. He walked to the person closest to him and tentatively greeted that person with a punch. Then he was pleasantly surprised to find that even though the person was crying in pain, his eyes were angry, but he was angry. Can't move!

This kind of cognition made the eyes of the teenager brighten, and at the same time his heart was completely let go. He waved his fists and shuttled among a dozen people, returning all the torture he had just suffered with one punch and one kick.

Half an hour later, the young man himself was out of breath, but there was a satisfied smile on his face.

On the other hand, the ten or so people fell on the ground one by one, with swollen noses and swollen noses, unable to see their original appearance. Especially the man in Chinese clothes, with his beautiful clothes and shabby clothes, lying on the ground like a worm. Where was he half arrogant before?

"Satisfied?" Zihou asked with a smile.

"Yeah!" The boy nodded vigorously.

Over the past ten years, he has always been bullied. If it were not for his special physique, he would have died under the chaos of these people. But it is also because of his special physique that he has been beaten and tortured more and more inhumane.

Today, he finally raised his eyebrows and beat those who bullied him back. How could he be unhappy?

But, when he was happy, he thought again, when Zihou is gone, he will continue to be beaten by these people, and even worse!

What should she do then?

The brilliance of the youth's eyes dimmed.

"What are you afraid of, I am here!" Zihou saw through the boy's mind at a glance.

This young man was the first person she met since she traveled to God, and she also liked the boy's strength. She has nowhere to go anyway. First, follow this kid to the place where he lives for a while, understand her current situation, and sprint into the emperor's realm by the way.

She won't leave for a short time, so she can protect this kid naturally. Even if she leaves later, she will figure out a way out for her.

"Okay!" The young man actually didn't understand Zihou at all, but he just had no reason to believe Zihou.

Zihou looked at the man in Chinese clothes who was wailing on the ground. The expression on his face sank again, and with a wave of his hand, a magical force hit the man in Chinese clothes on his legs, like a pig in Chinese clothes. In the cry of pain, Zihou said coldly, "Go back and tell his parents, since they have no way to teach their children, I will take care of them!"

"Yes Yes…"

"Okay, okay..."

...

Seeing Zihou abolished their heads, first and two legs, the faces of the gangsters turned pale. They panicked the man in Chinese clothes on his back, and a group of people crawled away.

"My lord, you'd better go! He is the mayor's son. If you mutilate him, the mayor will definitely seek revenge from you!" The young man was anxious.

"The mayor's son?" Zihou raised his eyebrows. At the same time, she was moved by the kindness of this kid.

"Yeah, yeah! The mayor is a powerful Nine Sword King, the strongest in our Hongyan Town. He also has two lieutenants, both of whom are King of Eight Swords!"

A mayor of the Nine Swords King?

Zihou brows trembled. It's not that you are afraid of the strength of the mayor, but because a mayor has the strength of the Nine Sword King, this is the fantasy of the universe in the vast sword!

"Shen Gu is really amazing!" Zihou sighed.

"?" Hearing the sigh of Zihou, the boy was taken aback and asked blankly, "My lord, aren't you a **** from ancient times?"

Zihou did not hide it, "I come from another plane."

"My lord, you are a foreigner!" The young man exclaimed, his expression surprised.

Although Shengu had a lot of foreigners, it was the first time he saw foreigners.

"Yes!" Zihou smiled, "so I still have many questions for you!"

Hearing this, the young man slapped his chest and said with confidence, "Sir, do you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask, Xiao Yu’er, although I don’t know how to practice, but I’ve read many books, and I’ve also encountered some people from other cities and even Zhongzhou. Practitioners, they told me a lot about this world!"

"Xiaoyuer? Your name is Xiaoyuer?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Yu'er nodded, then scratched his head, serious but a little dazed, "'Jin Lin is a thing in the pool, once a storm changes the dragon' grandpa said I am not an ordinary person, although Fate is rough, but one day I will be able to see the moon and the moon, soaring for ninety thousand miles! But before that, I was a little fish!"

"Puff~" Zihou was amused when Xiao Yuer said this.

Xiao Yuer laughed while watching Zihou. He didn't know what Zihou laughed, so he laughed.

Xiao Yu'er's facial features are exquisite. Although his skin is dark, it does not compromise his exquisite appearance. When he laughed, he had two small tiger teeth, which were very cute.

After Zihou laughed, Xiao Yu'er's eyes became sharp.

Soon, Zihou flashed across the eyes.

She thought, she understood why Grandpa Xiao Yuer said that Xiao Yuer was not a mortal!

Zihou and Xiao Yu'er returned to Hongyan Town. Along the way, Zihou learned a lot about God and ancient things from Xiao Yu'er.

She heard a lot of the plates of Shengu Continent from Mo Yunhuang, and the one under her feet was the most special one of the seven plates-the southern continent.