Chapter 127
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“Your father, Wu Yong, and your grandfather, Wu Qian, I’ve got their names. So… before they even find me, I’ll go and kill them first. How does that sound?”
Upon hearing Ye Wushuang’s words, Wu Xuan was stunned on the spot.
“You’re mad!”
“Exactly, I am mad!”
Ye Wushuang’s hand clenched tightly around Wu Xuan’s neck, and he said indifferently, “Next time you help someone, remember to open your eyes wide.”
Eventually, Wu Xuan breathed his last.
Ye Wushuang then approached Li Qingying.
At this moment, Li Qingying’s eyes were bloodshot. Looking at the dead bodies of Liu Jing and Wu Xuan beside her, and then at Ye Wushuang, her legs trembled uncontrollably, and her dress was wet with urine.
“You seemed so mighty when you were striking down my uncle just now, didn’t you?”
Ye Wushuang said coldly, “Now, why do you look like such a wretch?”
“Ye… Ye Wushuang… you… you will be punished!”
As these words left her lips, Ye Wushuang’s long sword swept across Li Qingying’s neck.
Xu Qiuyuan, who witnessed this scene, sighed helplessly.
I had told you all long ago that you would die miserably. Why didn’t you believe me!
Ever since I got to know Ye Wushuang, whenever it came to his family being bullied, he turned into a killing god.
At this moment, the eighteen puppets stood around the Ye residence.
Ye Wushuang sheathed the Tianya Sword and hurried to the collapsed wall to dig out Ye He.
“Thank goodness, thank goodness…”
Ye Wushuang carried Ye He to the dining table in the living room and began to treat his wounds.
Xu Qiuyuan also quickly brought Xiao Yuan over, while Ye Feifei helped Liu Yuemei, and the whole family gathered in the living room.
“Come and help!”
Ye Wushuang called out towards the entrance.
Wang Xueqi and Qing Shiyu finally snapped out of their daze and hurriedly helped Ye Wushuang fetch water and treat the wounds of the others.
Inside the ruins of the Wenxuan Hall, Ye Wushuang had obtained quite a few healing pills, which he now used to treat the injuries of Ye Qingfeng, Xiao Yuan, Uncle He, and Liu Yuemei.
Ye Feifei held a cloth and occasionally wiped the sweat from her brother’s forehead.
Qing Shiyu and Wang Xueqi, watching Ye Wushuang bustling around, felt that this young man was completely different from the killing god he had been just moments ago.
After a night of hard work, Qing Shiyu and Wang Xueqi collapsed into their chairs, exhausted.
Yet Ye Wushuang still seemed full of energy.
“This guy, who usually looks like a frail scholar, fights fiercely but calmly with the spiritual beasts in the mountains. But when his family is bullied, he becomes like a madman…” Qing Shiyu couldn’t help but laugh.
Wang Xueqi, watching Ye Wushuang’s busy figure, sighed, “Ye Wushuang of the Ye family, he carries too much on his shoulders. Over these years, he has suffered too much!”
“Tell me more, I love hearing about this!”
“Uh…”
On the other side, in the room, Xiao Yuan had actually gotten up and come to the living room.
“Brother Xiao Yuan, why are you up?” Ye Feifei asked in surprise, holding a basin of water, “Your injuries…”
Xiao Yuan, however, rubbed Ye Feifei’s head and smiled, “I’m fine. The pills your brother brought back are incredibly effective…”
His back, which seemed to be bleeding profusely, was actually mostly just external injuries. The pills Ye Wushuang had brought back, some ground into powder and applied externally, and some swallowed, had healed his wounds in just a few hours.
It had to be said that Ye Wushuang’s pill-making skills were also top-notch!
And soon after, Ye Qingfeng also appeared in the living room.
“Uncle Three… you… are you better too?” Ye Feifei asked in disbelief.
“Almost!” Ye Qingfeng laughed heartily, “And I feel like I might be able to break through to the Condensation Pulse realm!”
Ye Wushuang had not only healed his injuries but also given him a Bu Tian Pill to take.
A third-grade spiritual pill, a pill that even those at the Heavenly Gang realm would covet eagerly!
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.
After all, in the middle of the night, Ye Qingfeng’s injuries had been much more severe than Xiao Yuan’s!
How could he be healed in just a few hours, and even possibly on the verge of breaking through?
