Chapter 9 Baby! Little Dragon Girl?

Seeing that Wang Zhijin was in trouble and wanted to drive them away, the leader of the Huanghe Gang gave the more than ten people behind him a look and immediately dispersed. The annihilation of the family would bring a stigma to the Sixth Prince. Therefore, they must kill and silence them.

, does not reflect the reality of the population.

"Kill," was the order! All ten Huanghe Gang gangsters took action. The target was not Wang Zhijin, but the woman and child.

"Looking for death!" Wang Zhijin pulled out his long sword and protected the women and children. The first two minions who came up were kicked away by him. This kick also weighed hundreds of kilograms and kicked several feet away. It took a long time.

I won't be able to get up.

"Boss, this is a tough one! What should we do!"

"We can't let them escape. Don't worry about this stinky Taoist priest. Kill that old woman."

"Yes, boss!"

The remaining people came together to attack. The people of the Yellow River Gang were not upright people. They used all kinds of methods to deal with people. Some threw white ash, used crossbows, and used fishing nets.

This is completely different from the world in Wang Zhijin's mind. Can everyone still use these low-level moves? I never expected that the first time I went down the mountain, I had no magic power to protect my body, and my fists were hard to beat with four hands. Throwing a handful of white ash, and still

You have to avoid it. Once it gets into your eyes, your eyes will be useless. If you are so embarrassed, people will probably laugh at you.

The old woman, under Wang Zhijin's tight defense, was struck by an arrow.

People in the martial arts world are equipped with swords and arrows, and the Jin people also have to take care of them. If you can't dodge one arrow, you may be able to kill a second-rate master. More than ten people in a row can resist a first-rate master.

The Huanghe Gang belongs to Wanyan Honglie's sphere of influence, and they carry bows, crossbows and arrows without anyone caring about them.

"You are seeking death!"

Although Wang Zhijin looked like a tall man with a beautiful face, he was only sixteen years old. He was at the peak of his energy and anger. He drew his sword and charged into the crowd of the Huanghe Gang.

With the long sword swung, the Huanghe Gang's gangsters found no enemy. Either they were chopped to death by the sword, or their bones were broken by Wang Zhijin's huge strength.

In the blink of an eye, the only one left standing was the leader of the Yellow River Gang.

He was frightened out of his wits by the fierce Wang Zhijin, so he turned around and ran away, why did he care about the mission? He didn't even look at his subordinates.

Wang Zhijin glanced at the escaped Huanghe Gang boss and did not pursue him. He wanted to save people.

He grabbed the woman and came to a safe place, and used his innate energy to extend her life.

The arrow pierced her lungs and she was exhausted. She hadn't eaten for several days and was extremely weak. The hemostatic medicine on Wang Zhijin's body was not enough to treat her.

She forced her eyes open and looked at Wang Zhijin, "Taoist Master, Long Er, I'm leaving it to you..." The voice was very weak, and if Wang Zhijin hadn't been successful in Taoism, he wouldn't have been able to hear it.

"Householder, don't worry. It's all because of my inexperience. I can't save the layman's injuries because of his inexperience. I will arrange a good place for him."

After hearing this, the woman seemed to let go and fainted. Her life was saved by Wang Zhijin just now with his innate energy. She fainted this time and would never wake up again. Wang Zhijin would not doubt his medical skills.

Sure enough, in just half an hour, he stopped breathing.

Wang Zhijin made a point: "Oh, the rivers and lakes are really cannibalistic rivers and lakes, and nearly ten lives are lost in a day."

He found a place with good feng shui, dug a grave with Huanghe Gang members, and buried the woman. As for the dead Huanghe Gang members, Wang Zhijin burned them.

All dead people are treated equally regardless of their sins. Wang Zhijin recited the Sutra to save the gods: "The gods of the ten directions, as numerous as sand and dust, transformed into the worlds of the ten directions to save the heavens and people.

We must gather our merits and save the sinners with one voice. The sinners are really pitiful. I will now speak of the wonderful sutra:

There is no rest for chanting, no pause for return, you will enjoy great blessings in heaven, and there will be no sound of pain in hell.

The fire covered the Qing Dynasty Office, the sword tree turned into a sword, ascended to the Zhuling Mansion, descended to the Kaiguang Gate,

Surpassing the difficulties of the three realms, he ascended to the First Heaven of the Yuan Dynasty, whereupon the flying god king and countless others..."

After the salvation was over, the child in his arms actually woke up and cried a few times. The voice was very weak and there was no movement for most of the day. Wang Zhijin checked his body and found that he had fainted from hunger. Where could he go in this barren mountain?

Looking for food? The woman probably hasn't fed her in a few days. It's really not easy to survive until now.

"Is your name Long'er? You're a little girl. Are you Xiao Longnu? Your surname is Zhao. I don't know what your given name is? Huh? This is it?"

Wang Zhijin took out a valuable dragon-shaped jade pendant from his infancy. In ancient times, this was a royal object. Sure enough, the Zhao family belonged to the royal family of the Northern Song Dynasty.

It is not time to find out whether it is Xiao Longnu or not. The most important thing is to save her. First, use the innate energy to transfer her energy. Hold the little girl and turn around.

It took three hours to return to the inn.

"Waiter, do you have fresh goat's milk here? Give me some milk,"

The waiter looked at the little girl in Wang Zhijin's arms and immediately understood, "There is goat milk in the inn, I will find it for you right now."

Wang Zhijin took out ten taels of silver and gave it to the waiter, "Go find a wet nurse and come over quickly. The remaining money will be used as a big reward."

Ten taels of silver weighs a pound. The waiter felt the weight and said happily, "Okay, Taoist priest, I'll go, don't worry."

Even ten silver coins won't last him two years. If a wealthy family needs a wet nurse, even two silver coins will take him a year.

I fed her goat milk first, then the nanny came and fed her breast milk. Looking at the little girl, Wang Zhijin had a headache.

"What should we do? Should we go back to the Quanzhen Sect? Or should we take him to the desert?"

After staying in the town for three days, her nutrition has caught up. Coupled with the effect of her innate energy, the little girl has recovered and is no different from a normal child. She may be a little afraid of strangers, but she doesn't have a nanny except Wang Zhijin.

In the past three days, he was treated with innate Qi, which made the little girl familiar with Wang Zhijin's breath. Naturally, she was no longer afraid of strangers and was very friendly.

At the same time, Wang Zhijin also figured out in three days that he was not going to go back to Quanzhen Church, so he took the little girl and set off north together.

Anyway, the baby is no longer looking for a wet nurse, and he is almost a full year old, not a newborn baby less than a month old. Staying with him, although it will be a bit painful, will not lead to premature death.

Wang Zhijin's space can store food for a long time. He bought 20 pounds of goat's milk, 10 pounds of cow's milk, 10 pounds of dried meat ground into powder, and some baby clothes.

After everything was loaded into the space, he took the children and set off. This was delayed for five or six days and could not be delayed any longer. If Guo Jing did not get his own guidance, the eighteen-year martial arts agreement would be broken if something goes wrong.

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He carried Xiao Long'er on his shoulders, spent more than forty taels on a horse, and set out day and night like a beggar tribe in the northern desert.
Chapter completed!