People stared at Zheng Dan in a daze, and everyone's eyes were filled with heat.

food!

drug!

These are the things that everyone lacks the most at the moment.

Especially many people are suffering from injuries at this moment. They are suffering from torture and naturally desire those excellent medicines...

"You're dreaming!!" Hearing Zheng Dan's words, Changying, Jiang She and others were furious.

"Little Junior Sister, you are too presumptuous! Are you trying to destroy Qinghetang?"

"Your father has been the Lord of Qinghe Hall for decades. This hall has poured his efforts into it and carried the will of my ancestors of the Eastern Emperor Cult. Do you want to annex it? You... you are simply a traitor!!"

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and scolded.

Zheng Luo's face turned heavy and he whispered seriously: "Dandan, if you want to annex Qinghetang? Then I will advise you to save money. Even if my father dies, I will not let you succeed!"

"Then do you have the heart to see that all these people died due to their serious injuries?" Zheng Dan pointed to the Qinghe Temple disciple at the scene and said with a smile.

Zheng Luo's expression suddenly changed.

"What do you mean??"

"What do you mean? I don't need to say more about this? Father. Each of them was injured. The injuries were mild and severe. If the mild ones were raised, it would pass. If the severe ones were not treated in time, it would not last a few days. Father, you just watched the disciples of Qinghe Hall die one by one. You are really a good hall master, a good elder, and a good master!" Zheng Dan covered his lips and said with a smile.

Zheng Luo's face suddenly became dark.

The people in Qinghetang were also anxious.

"Little Junior Sister, what are you talking about?"

"Shut up!"

"I tell you, even if we die because of our serious injuries, we will never use the plaster from your ancient mourning hall!"

"That's right, I would rather die while standing than live on my knees!"

"You just want to divide us here!"

All kinds of angry voices were heard, and many people even wanted to rush up and beat Zheng Dan up. Although she was a woman and even though she was the only daughter of her master, the resentment towards her was extremely strong.

"Dandan, you heard them, right? I won't say that extra words, you can go." Zheng Luo looked here calmly and said hoarsely.

"Haha, my dear father, so you really hope they will die for no reason, right?" Zheng Dan said with a smile with a squinted eyes.

Zheng Luo frowned.

However, at this moment, a terrified scream rang out.

"Master, I don't want to die! I want to live, I want to live well, I also want to practice the ultimate martial arts! I don't want to die!"

This voice attracted everyone's attention.

People looked at it in unison.

I saw a disciple with a lame leg sitting on the ground and crying loudly.

"Damn it! Awang, why are you talking? You are just lame and can't die! Shut up quickly!" The person next to you shouted.

"Isn't it serious for a lame leg? I am a martial arts practitioner! I'm going to be disabled! Then wouldn't I die?" the man cried.

The people next to him immediately disappeared.

indeed.

For those who practice martial arts, if they are disabled, it is indeed equivalent to death.

It is extremely difficult for those who are not talented to succeed, and there is too much sweat to put in it.

Everyone fell into silence.

No one blamed Awang anymore.

After all, he is not wrong.

"Awang, do you want to go to the ancient mourning hall?" Zheng Luo took a deep breath and asked at Awang.

"I want to go, whoever can cure me, I will follow whoever I want!" Awang cried.

"Okay, then you go." Zheng Luo said hoarsely.

"Master, don't you blame me?" Awang shouted even more.

"Why would Master blame you? You are not wrong. You are just seeking survival, but Master is too incompetent. Although Qinghe Hall has been in charge for decades, I actually have an unshirkable responsibility to fall to the current level! Awang, you don't have to stick to Qinghe Hall, go!" Zheng Luo said with a smile.

"Master!"

Awang cried out loudly, knelt on the ground and kowtowed hard at Zheng Luo.

"Get up."

Zheng Luo hurriedly helped Awang straighten him.

"Thank you, Master." Awang wiped his nose and tears.

Zheng Luo nodded and looked at the people around him with deep eyes.

But just a glance, he was shocked immediately.

He saw the expression in the eyes of many Qinghe Temple disciples around him.

That was an envy, longing, expectant look...

Zheng Luo is not an idiot.

How could he not know what these disciples think?

"Are the general trend going, what people want?"

Zheng Luo closed his eyes, sighed for a long time, and said:

"Who else among you wants to go to the ancient mourning hall can follow them. Master won't blame you!"

"Master!"

Many people's eyes were red and they looked at Zheng Luo anxiously.

"Go, kids, Master has no other intentions, but Master is really powerless at the moment. If Qinghetang ends like this, it is useless for Master. I can't delay your future. Go, go all!" Zheng Luo sighed.

"Master, I won't leave! I will definitely stick to Qinghe Hall!" Changying knelt down directly, crying.

"Master, I won't leave either!"

"Master..."

Jiang She and others also knelt down one after another.

But...not everyone is like them.

But when the disciples hesitated, someone took the lead and walked towards Zheng Dan first.

After one went, there was a second one.

After leaving the second one, there is a third one.

Slowly, more and more people are coming.

After a while, more than half of the disciples of Qinghetang stood behind Zheng Dan.

Everyone was stunned.

"Amao! What are you...what are you doing?"

"Junior Brother Sha! Do you dare to betray the master??"

"Junior Sister Liu, Master treats you very well, why do you...betray Master?"

"You bastards! All of you must die a bad death!"

Those who stayed by Zheng Luo were furious and started to curse.

These disciples did not refute, but just lowered their heads and felt ashamed.

"Ha, they are just a group of smart people. As the saying goes, those who know the times are heroes! Qinghetang is so poor that they can't even afford to eat. Why do they want to stay here? Are they the disciples of the Beggars' Gang for you?" Zheng Danjiao smiled.

"You, you..."

Several people were furious.

"Okay! Stop talking about it!"

Zheng Luo took a deep breath and said hoarsely: "Your junior brother and sister are not wrong in choosing. Listen, you are not allowed to blame them or resent them. They just chose a more suitable path! Do you understand?"

"Master..."

"Okay, please listen to your last command!"

"Master, please speak."

"We will go through fire and water and we will definitely complete your order from Master!"

Changying and others said hurriedly.

"Okay." Zheng Luo nodded with a serious expression: "You guys, let them all go!"

The words fell to the ground, Changying and Jiang She were dumbfounded and looked at Zheng Luo in disbelief.

"Master, what are you saying?"
Chapter completed!