But he was not dead yet and struggled in pain...

Too cruel...and too terrible...

The ancestral hall is full of people who are seriously injured and dying. Some have their abdomen cut open and are dripping blood; some have half of their bodies torn; some have their hands cut off; some have their feet removed... However, no one's injury is comparable to Dayuan.?

Su Luo looked around and found that there were about thirty people seriously injured, but there was only one alchemist.

And this alchemist... Su Luo was so amused and crying.

Because this alchemist is actually a small intermediate alchemist.

Intermediate alchemist...

What can an intermediate pharmacist do?

But then what can I do? This is a closed mountain village. It is so difficult to get out of the village. It takes so many days to go down the mountain and enter the city. Why should the alchemist come here? So it is very unrealistic to go to the city to find an alchemist.

Su Luo saw that the intermediate alchemist was busy treating them with primary pills, and she couldn't even see it.

Because Su Luo knew very well that if he let this pharmacist Rong continue to treat it, more than 30 people here would be lucky to be able to survive.

Su Luo sighed faintly, they owe all these to Mojia Village, so she will pay them back.

Just as Su Luo was about to treat Dayuan, the old man had already woken up. He trembled and looked at Dayuan silently.

Village Chief Mo looked at the old man sympathetically and heavy, and said, "Second Uncle, Dayuan is an amazing hero. In order to save Moqi, he was one step behind, so..."

The old man looked at Dayuan who was in great pain. Seeing Dayuan's painful moan, his heart tightly clenched and his pores were all standing up.

His whole body was split in half... How painful should this child be? The old man wished he was lying down now.

He was immersed in pain, so he did not notice the ambiguous words of the village chief.

Dayuan was indeed seriously injured because of saving Moqi, but if it weren't for Moqi's last moment...

The village chief looked at the old man's whole body trembling and said in pain: "Second uncle, Dayuan is so in pain now. Living is even more uncomfortable than dying. It's better than............"

The village chief couldn't bear to look at it again, so he turned his head and handed a dagger.

If he hadn't been afraid that the old man would not see Dayuan for the last time, he would have ended this painful life for Dayuan long ago.

Anyway, it is impossible for anyone to save Dayuan. Instead of struggling painfully for the last few hours, it is better to die happily.

The old man held a dagger in his hand, and his hands were trembling.

"Grandpa... kill me... please... kill me..." Dayuan opened his eyes, and soybean-like sweat rolled down. In order to say this, he used all his strength.

After saying this, he fainted.

It's really painful...

The old man's tears rolled down.

He really wanted to ask the heaven, why, why? Isn’t the punishment for him today enough?

He and Xiaoyuan almost died, and now Dayuan is like this... What kind of evil has he committed?

"Oh my God! How do you punish us enough?!" The old man's wrinkled face had the deepest hatred. He stared at the sky and almost spit out the fire!

Su Luo almost dared not look at the old man's eyes.

All this was not caused by God, but by them... it was them.
Chapter completed!