Soone is already looking for insulating gloves.
The key is that he looks like he’s about to ascend to immortality. dical personnel are afraid of disturbing his quiet cultivation; without orders from above, who would dare to approach him?
Just like that.
The dical personnel are afraid, and Su Yue is collapsing.
A dignified hero, left in the middle of the rooftop to be blown by the cold wind.
Blowing and blowing.
The only company he has is a bunch of headless bodies.
Maybe, there’s also his pure garden.
"Hey, Su Yue, why aren’t you seeing a doctor?"
Pan Yizheng, holding a green hot pepper, jumped directly onto the rooftop with Li Xingpei.
Seeing Su Yue all alone, Pan Yizheng curiously asked.
Uh, uh...
Su Yue wearily lifted his eyelids, then a few syllables escaped his throat.
I freaking can’t speak.
I also want to go to the hospital, I also want a stretcher; I’m about to die from the pain.
Hurry and save .
Read my lips, can’t you, a grandmaster, read lip language!
"This ergency dical pill, take it first, look at your injuries.
"Though you’re quite sothing, undergoing a second cleansing like this, I’m envious!"
Pan Yizheng fed Su Yue another pill.
As expected from the military departnt, it’s cool when it enters the mouth, and the pain in Su Yue’s throat was instantly suppressed, at least he could speak now.
"Quick, another one, I’m in agony!"
Su Yue hurriedly said.
"I just got back, I don’t have more!"
Pan Yizheng replied.
"Su Yue, can you still move? There’s one last thing!"
Li Xingpei had already signaled the dical team to co over, and the mont Su Yue needed it, he could be on a stretcher right away.
As for the platinum elephant’s electricity, it’s not real current, just visual.
"What? There’s more?
"I don’t think I can help with anything, I’m all over in pain, can’t stand up!"
Su Yue was stunned.
Pan Yizheng has already co back, what do you still need for?
To write a detailed report?
Is such bureaucratic formalism necessary!
"This heretic was your defeated enemy, her fate should be ended by you.
"If you really can’t stand, then let General Pan do it!"
Li Xingpei said.
There’s no need to spare Fan Jiao’s life, such valueless alien creatures have no right to live even one more second.
Also, the Yangxiang race is full of sches, the sooner they’re killed, the sooner the lightness.
"Alright, Su Yue has worked hard for so long, let’s not tire him further!"
"You watching is also fine, just take it as killing for you!"
Pan Yizheng nodded.
He could see, Su Yue was indeed very weak.
"Humph, if you’re going to kill, just do it, why so much nonsense?"
Fan Jiao rasped and roared.
Being killed by a grandmaster, at least it’s an honorable death.
If she was killed by a nobody of the unranked human race, she’d die with regrets.
"Wait!
"As an outstanding youth of Cengyan City, I should uphold virtue and eliminate evil. To slay a fifth-grade ant, there’s no need for the General’s hand; since I’ve chosen to act, I will finish it to the end!
"General Pan, could you help pose Fan Jiao? Make her kneel, a kind of apology to the world pose."
Su Yue hurriedly stopped Pan Yizheng.
What a joke.
With so many friends in the dia, cutting down a fifth-interm level opponent.
This opportunity, missing it would be a lifelong regret.
Bragging to friends and relatives in the future depends on this mont.
"Also... alright then!"
Anyway, all her ridians are broken, with two grandmasters present, Fan Jiao can’t escape.
Pan Yizheng casually tore so cloth strips from his clothes, firmly restraining Fan Jiao, and then he really posed her in an apology to the world stance.
Su Yue, this kid, is good at everything, just loves to show off.
Let’s give him a chance.
"General Pan, Lord Overseer, could you step back a little, I want to be in the spotlight alone.
"Hey you with the cara, put a filter on, give a mont, anyone got a towel, let wipe my face!"
Su Yue anxiously asked.
Taking Pan Yizheng’s pill, Su Yue could finally barely move.
A warm towel was handed over.
Pan Yizheng and Li Xingpei moved away, leaving the cara on Su Yue.
Fan Jiao was almost exploding with anger.
She wanted to commit suicide, but her Qi Blood was restrained by Pan Yizheng, it was impossible to achieve.
Her green hair hung down, and Fan Jiao kept her head lowered.
Being executed in public by an unranked martial artist, and in such a posture, it’s simply the biggest disgrace for the Yangxiang race.
"Fan Jiao is bowing her head, maybe she won’t recognize in one go.
"Without wiping my face clean, others wouldn’t know that I’m Su Yue, oh, facing the cara, what a hassle!"
Su Yue wiped his face clean.
Holding his bloody knife, he was ready.
If there’s a one-in-a-million chance, if Fan Jiao recognizes him, then he must not let her have a chance to speak, just cut her down directly.
Once Fan Jiao dies, the whole storm around Dr. Jiu Mao would beco a complete secret.
"Cara ready!"
Su Yue cleared his throat.
The nearby dical personnel took a sharp breath.
Indeed, young heroes, no matter when, always pay attention to their appearance; details determine success, distinct and unique.
The posture with that giant blade, having a grandmaster’s style.
Li Xingpei kept his head down, too ashad to look at people.
Is this vanity poser in front of the cara the sa person as the heroic young man who just slashed Fan Jiao furiously?
Could Su Yue be possessed by a ghost?
"So day, I have to catch a grandmaster from the wetland as well, have a live stream like this, why didn’t I think of it before!"
Pan Yizheng felt a bit regretful.
...
"Hey... bold heretic, you dare cause chaos in my beautiful hotown Cengyan City, right in front of , Su Yue, who gave you the courage.
"Now, you have beco a prisoner under Su Yue, with death impending, do you have any last words?
"I, Su Yue, give you a chance to say your final words!"
Su Yue raised the big blade, righteously reprimanding.
"No, just kill if you’re going to!"
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