Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 987

Time flies, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and half a month has passed since the great Confucian lectures, and there are only seven days left before the Hangzhou Confucian School.

Half a month ago, Vegeta bid farewell to Liu Wenyin, who was full of joys and sorrows, and Guo Xiang, who was full of curiosity, secretly ditched all those who followed him, and after returning to Yuzhitang, he went straight to the second floor and began to practice in retreat.

On the one hand, it is to consolidate one's own cultivation, and on the other hand, to prepare for the July Confucian School Exam.

At the beginning, he imagined that he would stay closed until the night before the big exam, and go directly to the government office for reference the next day.

However, the plan always failed to keep up with the changes. When there were still seven days before July 1st, he was called down from the second floor by the old man Qin.

The cause was that a very unique patient came to the hospital, and the sickness of this patient made Old Man Qin panic.

"The high fever does not go away, the asthma is too much, the breathing is difficult, the face is red, there are blood spots on the neck, son, this is not a disease, it is a typhoid plague!"

When Beijit saw the unconscious housekeeper pretending to be a man lying on the bed, the old man Qin approached him and said softly.

"Typhoid plague?" Vegett frowned.

As far as he knows, the typhoid plague has not been an isolated phenomenon since ancient times. Once it occurs, it is a disaster like Pandora's Box.

For example, in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, dozens of typhoid plagues broke out in the Central Plains dynasty during the late Eastern Han Dynasty. Each typhoid plague would take hundreds of thousands of lives.

Even the medical sage Zhang Zhongjing's family has killed more than a hundred people because of the typhoid plague, which shows the horror of this plague.

After taking a deep breath, Vegett summoned the silver needle, his wrist trembled, and the sharp silver needle penetrated into the man's chest and penetrated into his chest.

The invisible, colorless and tasteless sacred power uses the silver needle as a medium to crazily flood into the man's body, quickly obliterating and purifying the plague virus in it.

"Hey, the young man hastened to stop, this man's life has expired, and he deserves to have his soul today!"

At this moment, a yin wind suddenly blew in the room, and a yin god that only Vegett could see was suspended in the air, shouting.

Vegett cultivated into a humanistic position, and the soul was able to emerge from the body, and also suspended in the air, the height was equal to the Yinshen.

"I am here in the medical clinic. If you are coming to see a doctor, just wait honestly. If you are here to urge your life, you should leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will be at your own risk."

"You are at your own risk?! Just rely on your small jury?"

Yin Shen was astonished for a moment, and then became furious, and the Yin wind in Yuzhitang became even more bitter.

Being despised by the strong can only be blamed on his low cultivation base, but being despised by the ants, this is the humiliation of Chi Guoguo for the Yin God.

"Huh."

A golden light that could not be captured by the naked eye shot out from the center of Vegett’s forehead, and instantly hit the Yin God’s spiritual body, forming a chain of runes with lightning arcs, binding the Yin God’s whole body and continuously inward. shrink.

Dao Dao Shen Lei exploded on his spiritual body, and electric arcs gnawed at his body frantically.

The rune chain was like a knife, tearing his skin, and the pain deep into the soul made the Yin God constantly screaming and wailing, and finally turned into begging for mercy.

Beget turned a deaf ear to his begging for mercy, reached out and patted the man in the servant costume, and shouted, "Hey, wake up, wake up."

"Huh? I'm not dead yet?" The man sat up blankly and muttered.

"Since you have come to me, no one can take your life." Vegett said lightly.

"Thank you, doctor, for your life-saving grace." The man jumped off the bed quickly, knelt on his knees, and kowtowed one after another.

Vegett glanced at the patch on his clothes and said, "Thanks for one thing, don't forget to pay the consultation fee. Um... the cost is one-tenth of your total assets."

"No problem, no problem, what is money compared to life. Doctor, if you can trust me, I will get it for you now. If you are not at ease, you can send someone back with me." The man said sincerely.

Vegett waved his hand, "Go and fetch it yourself, there is nothing to worry about..."

The man left the medical hall and ran all the way to a rich and magnificent mansion. He nodded and smiled at the two servants who guarded the door, and walked towards it casually as usual.

"and many more!"

Two arms suddenly stretched out and intertwined, blocking his body, and the doorkeeper on the left said coldly: "You can't go in!"

"Brother Zhang Qing, I am Zhao Yi, a servant of our Zhang mansion." The man froze for a moment, and said hurriedly.

"I know that you are Zhao Yi, and I know that you are also guilty of the plague."

Zhang Qing said: "So for the safety of the whole mansion, you immediately leave here, the farther you go, the better!"

"Brother Zhang Qing, I don't know if I am guilty of the plague, but I have been cured by the doctor now, and I came back this time specifically to collect the medical money for him." Zhao Yi said seriously.

"The plague can still be cured?!"

Zhang Qing's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he reprimanded: "You black-hearted bastard, you still want to lie and deceive people. Are you willing to kill all of us in Zhang Mansion? Hurry up and get out, otherwise don't blame me. Love in the past."

"I was really cured. If Zhang Qing doesn't believe me, you can go with me to any medical clinic to verify. If I lie at all, I'm willing to accept any punishment!" Zhao Yi said solemnly.

Zhang Qing took a deep look at him, and saw that his face was ruddy and normal, his breath was steady, and his eyes were clear, he couldn't help but hesitate for a while.

He turned his eyes and said, "Xiao Wu, you'll be here for now, I'll take Zhao Yi to the hospital..."

"You said what should I do with you, thinking about it, turning you into ashes is the best ending." In Mishidang, Vegett sat on a mahogany chair for a while, watching The tortured yin god with the twisted spirit body.

"God for mercy, God for mercy!"

Yin Shen's heart shuddered suddenly, his face turned green, and he knelt down in the void with difficulty, and kept kowtowing: "Everything is to blame for the little god's arrogance and ignorance, ignorance of the true body of God, and this is the crime of offense. "

"But... But, the little god is not guilty of death! Hope God shows mercy and gives the little god a chance to redeem his sins!"

"You want a chance to survive, yes, but what are you going to use to redeem it? If the ransom you give does not satisfy me, then you still have to die." Vegett said indifferently.

Yin Shen hesitated for a while, the pain on the spirit body suddenly doubled, and the painful he quickly said: "The little god is willing to swear by the godhead and loyally worship the adults. Your lord, let me go east, and I will never go west. You let me kill dogs, I will never butcher chickens."

"The thing I don't believe in is vows, so if you really want to worship me, let go of the spirit defense and let me plant the mark of the spirit." Vegett said coldly. *

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