Ferocious Beast Concubine: Waste Second Miss

A group of people gathered around, with three floors inside and three floors outside.

Suddenly, Fang Yu was surrounded by people.

Fang Yu was surprised to find that many of them actually had peak green-level mana, and were even about to enter the purple level.

Just like hundreds of people attacking at the same time, although she is not afraid, it will not be so easy to kill them.

"You and I don't conflict with each other. I'll take my Yangguan Road, and you'll kneel on your single-plank bridge. What does this mean?" Fang Yuwei said.

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense. I see that you are obviously coveting the token of the miracle doctor and want to get it all for yourself first! It's a beautiful idea, but there's no way! Kill this witch!"

Saying this, a bald, strong man in mink fur rushed up with a meteor hammer in his hand.

Fang Yu sneered, his eyes turned cold, and a purple mana spread out all over his body.

Suddenly, huge pressure rushed towards the bald man, and with a wailing sound, the man was thrown a hundred meters away.

Fang Yu raised his head faintly, his eyes were shining brightly, and suddenly the purple energy was overwhelming. Everyone couldn't bear it and scattered and fell to the ground.

There were only a dozen peak green-level masters who could barely hold on.

For a moment, everyone froze on the spot, never expecting that the yellow-haired girl in front of them was actually a peerless master of the purple level! No one dared to say a word.

Huh, step on the low and climb the high, bully the weak and fear the strong, this world will always be like this!

Fang Yu snorted coldly, turned around and walked into the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, continuing on the road.

At this moment, a figure flashed in front of Fang Yu.

An old man with a white beard, hale and hearty, with shining eyes, a green mana flowing through his body on his gorgeous clothes, a jade pendant with a dragon pattern buzzing, and a mandala pattern on it.

Falan Royal Family of the Western Region!

Fang Yu raised his head calmly: "Old man, for the sake of you being the Falan royal family of the Western Region, I won't do anything to you and leave on my own. No one here can stop me. There is only one way to die." After saying that, Fang Yu thought of the treasure gathering in the past.

The poster knew that he had a deep connection with Falan from the Western Region. In a hurry, he didn’t want to do anything. More importantly, the Western Region had the number one cult in the world: the Ming Cult. Weiwei was quite wary of his weird mentality. She turned around, her eyes

Sweeping it away, everyone was as silent as a cicada.

The white-bearded old man was startled for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Girl, you have good eyesight. But I can't let you pass today even if I try my best."

Fang Yu's eyes turned cold and gleamed: "Is this what you are determined to do?"

"Forgive me, girl." The old man sighed helplessly, and the long sword in his hand slowly condensed a murderous aura in the air.

Fang Yu snorted coldly: "If God stands in the way, God will be killed; if Buddha stands in the way, Buddha will be destroyed. My dictionary is the only one who won't forgive me!" As he spoke, the sound of the piano in his hand rang.

Suddenly, mana flowed across the sky and exploded, and countless killing sounds flew out.

With just one move, the old man was shaken a hundred meters away.

"Sound attack!"

"That... seems to be the sound of killing——"

"The sound of the Heavenly Demon Qin, is the Heavenly Demon Qin about to be revived? Oh my god, if the Heavenly Demon Qin appears, there will be great chaos!"

Everyone started talking in fear. Their faces were full of uneasiness.

"Who else wants to stop me?"

Fang Yu scolded him coldly, picked up a string with his finger, pulled away the full moon, and pointed it at the white-bearded old man on the ground: "Remember, anyone who stands in my way will die!"

Buzz, the moment the piano sound comes out.

A small figure burst out.

"Don't kill my grandpa!"

It was a weak voice.

He rushed towards the old man with white beard on the ground and protected the old man with white beard with his weak body.

Fang Yu was startled, and with a quick sweep of his left hand, another piano sound came out.

Two piano sounds collided in the sky less than ten centimeters above the white-bearded old man and exploded.

Bang, there was a huge flow of mana, and everyone's clothes were blown away.

"No, don't kill my grandpa——"

Only then did Fang Yu see the little boy's face clearly.

He looked about 6 years old, his face was as pale as wax paper, he was panting heavily, his belly was as swollen as a rubber ball, and he was only wearing a thin piece of clothing in the middle of winter. His body was glowing purple-red.

It was obvious that he was very, very sick.

"Grandpa...Grandpa, Xuan's illness can't be cured. Let's go back. As long as I'm with Grandpa, I'll be fine -"

The child's eyes glowed with weakness.

Fang Yu frowned: "What on earth is going on?"

The white-bearded old man sighed and shed tears: "This is called the Valley of Divine Doctors, also known as the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers. It is the secluded place where the world's number one miracle doctor, Lu Ziyou, lives. The miracle doctor opens the valley every four years and only saves 10 people. These 10 people

, he wants to save, but no one can be killed. Except for these 10 people, if he doesn't want to save, no one can live. We have been here since the summer this year, kneeling down just to wait for the miracle doctor to open the valley and save the people we want to save.

If you anger the miracle doctor and stop the four-year consultation, there will be no difference between life and death for us people——"

Fang Yu hummed and laughed: "His airs are quite extraordinary."

Seeing that Fang Yu had withdrawn his magic power and retreated from the attack formation, someone immediately echoed: "Please, girl, for the sake of pity for us old, weak, sick and disabled people, don't force your way into the valley now. Just wait for the miracle doctor to come out of the mountain. What will the girl want to do then?"

It doesn’t matter how we go, no matter how we borrow the road.”

"Yes, please give me mercy, girl."

"The Great Merciful——"

What was just a moment ago was a chorus of threats and threats, but suddenly turned into a chorus of genuflections. He turned too quickly when the wind came. Hearing that Fang Yu was impatient.

This bullshit miracle doctor is too overbearing and occupies the mountain road. If he doesn't come out, she can't leave? He also makes people wait every four years.

Thinking of this, Fang Yu was filled with anger. She didn't believe that he was as godly as the legend said.

"What disease do you all have?" Fang Yu turned around and asked.

The white-bearded old man looked at his grandson in his arms with a bitter look on his face: "Xuan, my body has been extremely hot since I was a child. I vomit no matter what I eat and can only digest 1%. My actual age is actually 15 or 6 years old.

But my body and intelligence are stuck at 5 or 6. Alas, I have seen famous doctors all over the world, but they are helpless. Now it is getting worse, my stomach is getting more and more distended, and I vomit blood and faint at every turn——"

The white-bearded old man had tears on his face, feeling extremely distressed when he saw his grandson.

Xuan slowly wiped away his tears: "If grandpa doesn't cry, I won't feel uncomfortable -"

Suddenly Xuan's brows tightened, and his face suddenly turned pale.

The corners of his mouth began to tremble, and he was trying hard to endure it, but he still couldn't hold it back: "Ah——!"

Finally, he let out a shrill cry. His whole face suddenly turned as red as a ball of fire.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Xuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and bit his lip and shouted.

Poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

Extremely dark.

Xuan, completely fainted

There was a sizzling sound on the pure white snow, corroded by the black liquid!

Fang Yu was shocked. This is——

"Xuan! Wake up, wake up, hold on!"

The white-bearded old man tried his best to send magic power to his grandson, but the little boy seemed to be completely asleep and had no reaction.

"Miracle doctor, I beg you, as long as you ask for my grandson, I am willing to give you anything, anything from the Falan of the Western Region! I beg you, miracle doctor!"

The white-bearded old man kowtowed crazily toward the valley, and his forehead suddenly turned bright red, dyeing the white snow red.

Everyone sighed, as if they had seen too much and could not wait until the miracle doctor came out of isolation.