In Yang Donglai's hand, he held a human race bag that had returned to the size of a palm.

This was the first time I tried to pretend to be someone. It was quite fun to hear the horrifying yelling sounds of those people inside, muffled sounds coming from the small cloth bag.

"Thank you, senior, for saving your life. I'm Liu Feng. This is my sister Liu Yunxi. We come from the Liu family of the six major cultivating families. This is my good brother Song Xiaohu. I dare you to ask senior for his surname. The three of us will always remember senior."

A big favor today.”

Liu Feng, the oldest of the three, was the first to stand up and introduce himself.

Then he came forward and knelt down directly to Yang Donglai to thank him.

Yang Donglai stretched out his hand and stopped Song Xiaohu from kneeling down alone.

As for the six major immortal cultivating families, he seemed to have seen them on the map when he glanced at them occasionally, so how could he care about them.

"Senior, what are you doing...? Why don't you let me kneel down to thank you?"

Song Xiaohu looked at this man and subconsciously recalled the time in his village of Dahe a few years ago.

When Erya Xiaowen cultivated immortality for the first time and returned to the village, two demons suddenly appeared and wanted to massacre the village. At the critical moment, the old immortal from their village appeared to save them and killed the two demon cultivators.

At that time, the old god in Dahe Village was dressed exactly like the man in front of him.

Although Song Xiaohu was confused, the old god in his Yamato Village looked similar to this person in appearance, but after all, he did not reveal his true face. There were many people wearing masks and gray robes, so naturally he did not dare to be rash.

"You don't need to kneel down. It seems that your condition has not been very good in the past two years. Now you have broken an arm. You should follow me back to Yamato Village!"

"Ah! Are you really the old god from my Yamato Village? Senior, you...!"

After hearing Yang Donglai's words, especially the words "Dahe Village", Song Xiaohu didn't have any doubts at all. He stepped forward and burst into tears.

Yang Donglai looked at Song Xiaohu, where the broken arm was still bleeding.

He took out the small porcelain bottle of medicinal powder, sprinkled it on it, shook his head subconsciously and sighed.

"Hey, it doesn't hurt anymore. It seems like scars are forming. This medicine is really amazing. Thank you again, senior."

Song Xiaohu felt the changes in his right shoulder and thanked Yang Donglai once again.

"Senior, please, can you also treat my brother's injuries? He was stabbed through the chest with a sword just now and was seriously injured. Senior, please, please save my brother too!"

Liu Yunxi knelt down again, with a look of pleading on his face.

"Senior, they are my good friends, can you also take a look at Brother Liu Feng's injury?" Song Xiaohu said sheepishly.

"You get up first."

Yang Donglai said something to Liu Yunxi, then looked at Liu Feng's chest injury, then took out a few more healing charms and gave him a pill.

"Take the pill orally and stick the charm on the injured area." Yang Donglai said calmly.

"Thank you, senior." The brother and sister thanked him again and quickly used the treatment.

Yang Donglai looked at Song Xiaohu again: "Your parents miss you very much, and Ma Xiuyu also looks forward to your early return every day."

"Mom, dad, and...!"

Song Xiaohu thought of his parents again. This time he could no longer control his longing, and tears burst into his eyes subconsciously.

Especially when I think of Ma Xiuyu's face, I wonder if what the senior said is true. Sister Xiuyu, does he also look forward to me coming home every day?

"Senior, I listen to you. Now that I am a broken body, even if I stay in the outside world, it is not a dead end. After returning home, I will spend the rest of my life to repay my parents for their upbringing.

Grace is the right thing to do."

"Well, it's really good that you think so. Even if you only have one hand in the future, you can still do a great job in our Dahe Village."

"Brother Xiaohu, are you really going home? I, but what should I do if I miss you?"

Liu Yunxi took hold of Song Xiaohu's remaining left hand, her face full of reluctance and tears streaming down her face.

"Haha, Yunxi girl, don't cry. I plan to honor my parents well after I go home this time. If you miss me in the future, you can come to Yamato Village to find me. I will treat you well then.

"

"Well, okay, Brother Xiaohu, let's hook up. I will definitely come to find you when the time comes, but you can't kick me out of your house."

"Haha, you are a guest when you arrive at our house. You can stay as long as you want, so why should I drive you away?" Song Xiaohu said with a smile again.

"Hurry up and stretch out your finger. We'll pull the hook." Liu Yunxi pouted and refused to give up.

"Okay, okay, I'll just listen to you." Song Xiaohu had no choice but to stretch out the little finger of his left hand, and the two of them started talking.

Yang Donglai looked at the actions of the two people, especially the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and subconsciously shook his head.

"Sister, it seems it's time for us to go home. We won't be out for a long time. My parents still don't know how worried they are."

After some treatment, Liu Feng almost recovered from his injuries and came to the two of them.

"Okay, before I leave, there is one more thing that needs to be resolved."

Yang Donglai took out the small ethnic cloth bag again, opened the mouth of the bag, and gleams of light flew out from inside.

"Ah! That's great. We finally came out again. It was dark just now. It was really scary inside!"

"Ah! Senior, please spare your life, senior! Please spare your life, senior!"

The dozen or so people who were released were so frightened when they saw Yang Donglai, especially the small bag in his hand, that they quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Even in the divine transformation stage just now, he was so scared that his buttocks were wet and he was begging for mercy. He was so arrogant just now, now he is so cowardly. He was kowtow to Yang Donglai.

Yang Donglai threw out a large number of holding charms, and then saw each of them motionless, looking extremely frightened.

Song Xiaohu, Liu Feng, brother and sister, watching this scene, were all in disbelief again. This senior's methods were really too powerful.

"Xiaohu, these people are left to you to deal with. Life or death is up to you."

After Yang Dong finished speaking, he disappeared on the spot without any trace.

"Hey, why is senior missing?" Liu Yunxi looked confused.

While looking at Song Xiaohu and Liu Feng, his eyes were fixed on these dozen people.

Song Xiaohu touched his right shoulder with his left hand, and walked towards the stage of transformation with cold eyes.

"You..., what do you want to do? This young hero, I, I have a lot of spiritual stones, elixirs, and magic weapons. As long as you take this talisman off my body, I will give you whatever you want."

"Brother Xiaohu, don't listen to him. He made you lose an arm and almost killed us all. You must not let him go, including everyone here, they all deserve to die."

"ah…!"

As Liu Yunxi spoke, he directly took the sword in his hand and thrust it straight out. He stabbed the brothers and sisters just now the hardest, and one of them pierced the heart on the spot.

"Please spare this girl's life! Please spare our dog's life!"

When the other people who couldn't move saw this, they were all frightened, as if they saw that they were the next to die, and they cried out for mercy.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Brother Xiaohu hasn't said whether to kill them or not. It won't be good if the senior blames them." Liu Feng on the side looked at his sister with some reproach.

"Young lady Yunxi kills well. These people have done countless things like robbing, murdering and seizing treasures in this ancient battlefield of gods and demons. They all deserve to die!"

Song Xiaohu directly picked up a big knife from the ground and walked towards the Transformation Stage who cut off his right arm.

"Young hero, young master, you, don't kill me."

At this time, looking at the god-transformation stage, looking at Song Xiaohu's posture, his face was already full of fear, and even his name had changed, which showed that he cherished his life.

brush…!

"ah…!"

Song Xiaohu didn't hesitate, and cut off his entire right arm with a single blow.

The man was in so much pain that he kept screaming.

"Young hero, grandpa, now you have cut off my right arm. Now you have avenged the broken arm. Can you let me go...ah...!"

The man thought Song Xiaohu could let him go, but he was wrong.

There was no expression on Song Xiaohu's face, and he was swiped again.

He immediately cut off the man's left arm!
Chapter completed!