The mortal river!

This is what Ye Chu happened to know on a certain day. Yu Gang and others call it the holy river, but the five sacred disciples are called the mortal river.

The three words of the mortal river shook Ye Chu, and Ye Chu could not be calm. He went to Xiayu, just for the mortal river, but did not think that this river is!

It is known from the map that there is a holy liquid in the mortal river. However, with the experience of Ye Chu taking four kinds of holy liquid, no smell was found in it.

If it is really like a map, there is a stream of fine streams that flow into the river. The villagers living here can have such a magical effect, and it is not surprising that each one can live to one hundred and five.

Because this river is doped with holy liquid, what kind of magic is not unexpected. The problem is that Ye Chu did not feel the sacred atmosphere.

"How can this be? Is it really only mortal people can feel the efficacy of absorbing holy liquid? We can't? If so, how can the river's anti-drug effect be explained?"

Ye Chu could not understand, only the river was explored daily. But one day passed, nothing was achieved.

On these days, the daily feathers were made to a few bowls of liquid medicine for him, and Ye Chu daily to nurse, the body is better than the majority, but the face is still pale.

Ye Chu these days, also integrated into this simple town, and the people of this town are also familiar with, this simple and uncontested life is a luxury for Ye Chu, so he is unusually rare, here Play as an ordinary person and feel the warmth here.

And this uncontested life came to the disciples of the five great holy mountains and completely broke. The five holy places came to the horse, and the momentum was horrible. The chickens and dogs that were shocked jumped. The streets of the town did not know how many shops were overturned. The shops scattered everywhere were full of horseshoes and the smashing of trampling.

These sacred disciples are standing in the center of the street, and they are armed with power to the town. "The monthly tax, ten pounds of ointment, come up quickly, and one less die!"

The other party's voice was arrogant, and Ye Chu was holding Xiao Yuer in the farm house at the moment. He heard this voice slightly frowning. At this time, Fei Bo carried a snakeskin bag and walked out of the house.

Ye Chu saw it and couldn't help but ask: "Fember, what are you doing?"

"The sacred disciple came to collect the tax. I have to hand over the ointment so that he can't be killed!" Yu Bo ran and spoke.

Ye Chu doubts, let Xiao Yuer stay at home. He also followed Feibo and saw a group of people marching in the center of the street. A farmer’s family gave them a snakeskin bag, and they used their hands to call them and immediately closed them up.

Yu Bo quickly ran to them and bowed to the ceremony: "Adult, this is the tax of this month!"

As a result of the sacred disciple, he opened his head and looked nodded, indicating that Fei Bo could go.

Hearing this sentence, Yu Bo breathed a sigh of relief, and then left.

"Bold! Such inferior products dare to come up to cross!" It was not long before Yu Bo walked. The disciple of Shengshan roared, and the whip was directly drawn on the villagers who came to pay the ointment.

Ye Chu looked at the villager. He also knew that it was the old yellow head of the west of the town. He had two families. My son went to the mountain last month and bitten off a pair of legs by the beast. At this moment, he was kneeling on the bed. The whole family relied on the old yellow head to go up the mountain to collect medicine.

The days of the old yellow head have been very bitter. He has to take two people to take medicine, and he has to take care of his son, and he has to take a staggering injury for his son.

It is precisely because of this that the people in this town are very caring for him. Many times, the old yellow heads are sold in half and half. Ye Chu also secretly gave the old yellow-headed scorpion system to his son's medicinal herbs and lost some medicinal herbs, which stabilized his son's injury.

But his days were obviously very sad. An old man who was already in his teens was dragged on his body with a whip and was directly on the ground. His back had a deep blood mark and blood penetrated from his back into his shirt. Touching the heart, the old yellow head screams.

Ye Chu couldn't help but walk out. An old man was drawn like this. These people really have no humanity.

Ye Chugang took a step and was dragged by Yu Bo. Fei Bo shook his head and gestured to Ye Chu not to be impulsive.

"Old guy, I have already told you that the ointment should be as thick as a stone. You mean this is like tofu." Between the words, he pulled it down again and took it directly to the face of the old yellow head. There was a whip in the upstairs, like a blood snake, very embarrassing.

"Looking for death!" Ye Chu saw, could not help but want to shoot.

"Don't be impulsive!" Yu Bo saw that the blue ribs held by Ye Chu's fists would flash out. He was shocked. "You can't expose you to practice. Otherwise, they know that we have a practitioner here, and we must wash this." In the town, you can keep the old yellow head at this time, but what do you do after you leave, we all have to die!" Yu Bo sighed.

This sentence made Ye Chu deep breath, and the fist was loosened. Looking at the sacred disciple's whip and whip on the old yellow head, Ye Chu's nephew will be blood red.

The old yellow head was sucked and bloody, but no one dared to save him. Watching such a cruel and **** scene in front of them.

Ye Chu deep took a breath and looked at these people with a cold eye. He silently said: "You don't want to live one!"

"Adult, this is already my limit. Ask the adults to give me a tolerance. I will compensate the adults next month." The old yellow head pleaded, squatting in the world, letting the whip pull on the body again and again, showing a The blood marks and the pieces of meat were turned out, extremely bloody, and the eyes were shocked. Ye Chu could not bear to look at it. For an ordinary old man, this is too cruel.

"Hey! Old guy, give twenty pounds next month, or else it wouldn't be a whip." The sacred disciple took a whip, and then he snorted and continued to collect other people's ointments.

The old yellow head thanked the donkey on the ground, and every time the blood of the skull was left, it dyed the red ground.

Ye Chu looked at the old yellow heads of those ointments, not much thinner than others, and continued to simmer, it is the gap of one or two. However, for the sake of the two, the old yellow head was drawn into this way, and Ye Chu was cold and full of killing.

A monk who is a master of the king, is true to an ordinary old man. It is not too much for these people to say that they are mad.

Watching these people take all the ointments away, the horse is a blast, and the town's countless pharmacies are overturned. The cool color of Ye Chu's mouth is thicker.

After seeing them, Ye Chu said to Yu Gang: "Yu Bo, you go back to Xiao Yuer, I have something to do."

"Children, don't be impulsive, they are not what you can provoke!" Yu Bo seems to know what Ye Chu wants to do, and said to Ye Chu.

"Yu Bo assured, I have my own size!" Ye Chu said to Yu Bo, and left in the opposite direction of the Holy Mountain disciple.