Chapter 77 You are not without anything, you are still sick
"What do you know."
Li Xiaojie patted his head and taught him, "A real robber wouldn't care about these details!"
Just as he finished speaking, the donkey kicked him on the forehead, as if condemning him for snatching food from the donkey's mouth.
Li Xiaojie was kicked so hard that he felt dizzy. He quickly shouted at the two men, "What are you still standing there for? Come and help me!"
The two men looked at each other, hesitated for a while, and finally walked over and held down the donkey.
Li Xiaojie put all the pills on the ground into his pocket with satisfaction, patted the dust off his body, and smiled, "This pill is so rare, if I put it in the auction house, I will definitely sell it for a good price!"
The other two brothers also smiled excitedly, "Boss, then we are going to be rich!!"
"Ah."
Li Xiaojie was delighted and clenched his fists, saying, "Once we have the spirit stones, we will use our connections to get into the Luoyun Sect."
"I will personally catch that female bandit and make her pay the price!"
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In the herb shop on the other side of the street, Song Zhexia sneezed for no apparent reason.
She rubbed her red eyes, tears falling uncontrollably, and her vision became blurred.
Just then, a sturdy figure passed by and hit her shoulder heavily.
Song Zhexia almost lost his balance and fell.
Before she even raised her eyes, a fierce voice came from her ear, "What are you looking at? Do you know who our young master is? Get out of here!"
"Hey, don't treat a girl like that." A voice came from behind the man.
Bai Zhiyuan walked over and was about to speak to comfort the girl in front of him, but his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the Qianqiu Pavilion disciple badge on her waist, and his face immediately froze.
"Ah."
Bai Zhiyuan glanced at Song Zhexia coldly and said in a cold tone: "You pushed too lightly."
Song Zhexia:?
Seeing Bai Zhiyuan's behavior, the people around him frowned and stood aside to discuss in a low voice.
Li Xiaojie just passed by the pharmacy and caught a glimpse of this scene. He walked straight through the crowd to help Song Zhexia up from the ground, and scolded Bai Zhiyuan: "Are you a man? How dare you bully such a weak girl!"
Song Zhexia rubbed her red eyes and nodded vigorously.
Ha ha.
If there weren't so many people here, she would have picked up the cabinet behind her with one hand and smashed it on the man's face.
Across the street, the young man who had just stood up from his seat froze in place, still holding the sharp blade he had just taken out of his sleeve.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"
Zuo Ren and Hao Nan stared at him blankly and asked cautiously, "Are you going to support your fiancée?"
Wei Jinyou's originally silent eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of sadness.
He frowned, and when he saw Li Xiaojie touching Song Zhexia's hand, his pupils shrank sharply.
When Zuo Ren was about to ask someone to take out weapons and go and cause trouble, he heard Wei Jinyou sigh softly, "No."
Left Blade:?
He looked at Wei Jinyou who had returned to his seat, his small eyes filled with great doubts.
No, why has His Highness's temperament become more and more unpredictable recently?
The young man held the teacup in his hand without saying a word, glancing across the street with his peripheral vision, his expression becoming worse and worse the more he looked.
Inside the pharmacy, Bai Zhiyuan looked at the two of them from head to toe, stared at Song Zhexia's red eyes, and said contemptuously: "She was the one who blocked the way first, it has nothing to do with me."
After saying this, he flicked his sleeves and turned away with his little attendant.
Li Xiaojie wanted to chase him and argue, but was stopped by a younger brother, "Brother, that man is not easy to mess with, he is the eldest master of Yuxiao Pavilion!"
"That's right." Another person also said: "We can't beat him!"
Li Xiaojie immediately retracted his steps to sell, "What nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever want to cause trouble for him?!"
He turned to look at Song Zhexia and smiled gently, "Miss, are you okay?"
Song Zhexia shook her head, but couldn't control her tears and said softly, "I'm fine."
As soon as she cried, Li Xiaojie and the others were heartbroken. They quickly took out a handkerchief and some pills from their arms and said in a panic, "Don't cry, girl. Wipe your tears!"
Song Zhexia looked at the pill and suddenly fell into deep thought.
Why does this pill seem familiar?
Seeing that she was fine, Li Xiaojie wanted to ask Song Zhexia's name again, but before he could open his mouth, one of his brothers behind him fell to the ground inexplicably, foaming at the mouth, convulsing all over, and looked extremely painful.
He smiled apologetically at Song Zhexia on the spot, "Sorry, girl, I have to leave for something urgent."
As soon as Li Xiaojie finished speaking, he carried the younger brother on his back and ran towards the clinic, disappearing in a flash.
On the other side of the street, the young man silently withdrew the stinger from his fingertips and pursed his lips slightly.
Hao Nan frowned, not daring to breathe.
He had just seen every little move of his own prince.
Hao Nan closed his eyes deeply.
Your Highness, you are so jealous, yet you are still stubborn!
After Li Xiaojie and others left, Song Zhexia quickly selected a few medicines and walked to the counter holding Guigui.
When paying the bill, she looked at the pretty girl in front of her holding ten large bags of herbs, and couldn't help but sigh, "Turtle, it's great to have a wealthy sect. Sects like ours, which have nothing, have to live in misery."
Guigui glanced at her and answered seriously: [You are not penniless, you are also sick. ]
Song Zhexia: “…”