Life or Death Decision: The Healing Pill Dilemma"

The Great Sect Master Jun's kick had been very sudden and fast. The Young Master Hua Li fell to the ground, and the group of servants slowly regained their senses.

"Young master!"

They ran over in panic and helped their master up. Seeing the big footprint on the right side of his face, they knew that the kick was not light!

The young master covered his face and said in disbelief, "You … you dare to hit me!"

"Boy, you're in big trouble!"

"My master is the third young master of the Ai family. Hitting him is equivalent to hitting the Ai family!"

"Your Iron Bone Sect … wait for your sect to be destroyed!"

A few of his subordinates shouted angrily.

However, they quickly shut their mouths because the Iron Bone disciples came out of the gate and stood behind Jun Changxiao, glaring at him.

The so-called third young master of the Ai family only had a few subordinates.

Facing Jun Mo Xie's hundred disciples, he immediately admitted defeat.

It had to be said that having a group of disciples was very good. At least in this kind of situation, he didn't need to make a move himself.

You can't compare strength.

You can compare numbers? You can't compare!

"Ai family?" Jun Changxiao crossed his arms and laughed, "Is it very powerful? You dare to destroy my Iron Bone Clan? "

Li Qingyang leaned over and whispered, "Sect Leader, the Ai family is a famous clan in Huyang City."

Huyang City?

Jun Changxiao had heard of it before. It was one of the eight major cities in Qingyang County. Its status was second only to Qingyang City. It had a large population and many clans and sects.

Li Qingyang said, "The Ai family has been in the pill business for generations in Huyang City. They are a supplier of pills to many sects. They have strong financial resources and a wide range of connections. They are much stronger than my family."

"So you're selling pills?" Jun Chang Xiao rubbed his nose.

Li Qingyang said, "This person is called Ai Zhi. He is the third son of the Ai family. He relies on his family to commit all kinds of outrages in the city. He is a famous playboy in Qingyang County."

"Ai Zhi?"

Jun Chang Xiao shook his head and said, "The name sounds like it's used to get beaten up."

"…"

Li Qingyang was speechless.

He had said so much to the Sect Leader, but the main point was not whether he would be beaten up or not. It was because this kid's family was not simple and was not to be trifled with.

Ai Tuo endured the burning pain on his face and said angrily, "Kid, hurry up and call the Iron Bone Sect Leader out. Ask him to apologize to me immediately!"

Jun Changxiao said, "No need to shout, the Sect Leader is right here."

As he spoke, he swung his sleeves confidently and stood with his hands behind his back, puffing out his chest.

Very stylish, very stylish!

"Here?"

Ai Tong was stunned. He looked at Li Qingyang and said angrily, "So you are the Sect Master. Quickly apologize to me!"

The corner of Li Qingyang's mouth twitched, and he quickly took two steps back. He glanced at Jun Changxiao and used his gaze to tell him that this was the sect leader of Iron Bone Righteous Sect.

"Am I not?"

Seeing him retreat, Ai Tong realized that he had guessed wrongly. He glanced at the disciples behind him and could not confirm who was the Sect Leader. He shouted angrily, "Sect Leader Iron Bone, do you think I will let you go just because you are hiding in the dark?"

Li Qingyang, "…"

All the disciples, "…"

They all thought, 'Is this guy an idiot?'

Jun Changxiao, who had already put on the look of a Sect Leader, changed his expression again and again. In the end, he could not help but scold, "Are you a f * cking idiot? I am standing in front of you and almost poking your eyes blind. Can't you tell?"

"Thud! Thud! "

As he spoke, he walked over angrily.

A few servants hurriedly stood in front of the Young Master. One of them raised his fists and got into position. He stammered, "I warn … warn you, don't … don't …"

"Get lost!" Jun Changxiao kicked the servant with the big tongue out and stopped in front of Ai Tong. He grabbed the servant's collar and pulled him over. With a cold gaze, he said, "Listen carefully, kid. I am the Sect Leader of Iron Bone Clan!"

His voice was low and murderous!

Ai Tong was so frightened that his scalp went numb. He did not dare to sweat.

The few Ai family servants who were supporting him by the side were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweat.

Jun Changxiao had killed many mountain bandits. Once he was enraged, the murderous look in his eyes and aura was very scary. How could a hedonistic disciple like Ai Tong take it?

"Did you hear that?" Jun Changxiao roared angrily.

His voice was very loud, and Li Qingyang and the other disciples behind him were caught off guard. The sudden sound of these three words was like a clap of thunder in Ai Shuo's ears. He was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were about to burst. His face gradually twisted, and his mouth slowly opened. He was about to cry as he said, "I... I heard it!"

Jun Changxiao pointed at the stairs below and said coldly, "Get lost."

"Swoosh! Swoosh! "

The few Ai family servants seemed to have opened up their conception and governor vessels in an instant. They carried Ai Tong and disappeared at the fastest speed. They did not even leave behind a harsh word.

Jun Changxiao's murderous look had not dissipated. He turned around.

The disciples looked at him. Their hair stood on end and they took a step back.

"Sect Leader …"

Li Qingyang asked weakly, "Are you okay?"

Jun Changxiao walked over. His murderous look slowly dissipated. He placed one hand on Ai Tong's shoulder and rested his head on the back of his hand. He said with a sobbing tone, "Am I so unlike a Sect Leader?"

Li Qingyang expressed his sympathy.

The disciples expressed that they could understand the Sect Leader's sadness.

"Don't cry."

Lu Qianqian leaned against the tree and glanced at the young man lying on the ground. She said lightly, "This person was badly beaten. If he is not treated quickly, he will die at any time."

…

Iron Bone Sect, Medical Pavilion.

There was no medical equipment or medicine inside. There was only a simple bed. Even the 'Medical Pavilion' was built by Jun Changxiao after he carried the injured young man over.

A sect must not only have an outer courtyard and an inner courtyard. Naturally, it must also have a Medical Pavilion, Wu Tang Training Pavilion, Martial Skills Pavilion, and so on.

Don't rush, don't rush.

You have to take one step at a time. Things have to be done one by one. If you take too big a step, you will easily pull your balls.

"Sect Leader."

After a round of examination, Li Qingyang said, "Eight of his ribs are broken. He also has serious internal injuries. His situation is very bad. He needs to be treated immediately."

Jun Changxiao said, "Can we go to the town and get a doctor in time?"

Li Qingyang shook his head and said, "His injuries are too serious. It will be difficult for a normal doctor to treat him, unless …"

"Unless what?"

"Unless we use the pills passed down from ancient times in our sect. He will be safe."

This person's injuries were not as serious as his. Li Qingyang was sure that if the Sect Leader took out a healing pill, it would definitely be easy to treat him.

"This …"

Jun Changxiao muttered to himself.

Lu Qianqian leaned her back against the door and said calmly, "Do you think that kind of elixir that can heal injuries in an instant is like candy?"

"That's true."

Li Qingyang looked at the young man whose face was covered in dirt and shook his head. He said, "Sect Leader, he can hold on for four hours at most."

Jun Changxiao held his chin and said, "I do have a ready-made healing pill right now. Do you think we should use it to save him or not?"

"Save him!"

"No!"