He wouldn't take the initiative to ask for treatment, but someone seeks medical treatment is another matter.

Thoughts flashed, Liu Xiu nodded and smiled, "I am a doctor below. It is my job to save lives and heal the wounded. Please lead the way, cure them as soon as possible and relieve their pain as soon as possible."

"Thank you little brother... no, little doctor, please come with me." The young man looked at Liu Xiu and said gratefully, even changing his title, and then turned around to lead the way.

Wang Chan and Zhao Sanjian looked at each other and then took a step to follow.

Among them, Wang Chan even came to the young man, patted his shoulder, and gave him a thumbs up and said, "Brother, you are a good man. You can hire a doctor for someone you don't know. Just this, I'll make friends with you. By the way, my name is Wang Chan. What do you call me brother?"

"I know you. I watched you when Brother Wang came on stage just now. It is an honor to get to know Brother Wang. My name is Du Tao." The young man leading the way responded with a smile.

This is how relationships between people are established. Often, an inadvertent action can make people become confidants.

At this moment, Zhao Sanjian also took the initiative to speak: "I admire Brother Du Tao, I am also very proud of my noble character. My name is Zhao Sanjian. Do you mind making friends?"

"The honor is so great" Du Tao looked at him and nodded.

Liu Xiu was speechless, have you forgotten me?

Wang Chan took the initiative to introduce: "His name is Liu Xiu, he has great medical skills. You saw it just now, but the injured may not see it. If they do not believe in the medical skills of Brother Liu, I will take the initiative to explain it. After all, it is obvious to all if I was injured before. Now it is the fact that it is as good as before."

"Then I can't thank you even more," Du Tao smiled, then took the initiative to look at Liu Xiu and said, "I'll trouble Dr. Liu later."

"No trouble, I will do my best," Liu Xiu said with a smile.

Soon a few people came to an injured person. The other party did not know Liu Xiu and others, so Du Tao came forward to explain the situation. As the other party was surprised and questioned, Wang Chan stood up and said it, and then the other party agreed to Liu Xiu's treatment. There was no big surprise during this period.

They were all injured when they went on stage, and were injured by the swordsman in white. This was not difficult for Liu Xiu. After explaining the two treatment plans in detail, the other party chose the second treatment plan to recover as soon as possible, just like Wang Chan.

Because of the previous experience in treating Wang Chan, Liu Xiu would be much more comfortable to treat this time, and this person suffered not as much injuries as Wang Chan. Although it was a little more serious, it would be faster to treat.

In half a stick of incense, the first injured person was cured by Liu Xiu. It was not until he was really intact that he truly believed in Liu Xiu's medical skills. Although he was still a little weak, it was normal.

After curing the first one, Liu Xiu and the others went to treat the next one without stopping.

When the second treatment was done, Wang Chan, Zhao, Sanjian, Du Tao and the person who had been cured before discussed, the four decided to take the initiative to persuade the other injured people to come over, so that Liu Xiu could travel back and forth, and that time would be enough to cure one more person.

So, under the persuasion and proof of Wang Chan and others, the injured gathered suspiciously to Liu Xiu, witnessing Liu Xiu cure each of them, and waiting for Liu Xiu to treat him with his own eyes.

The injured came one by one. Liu Xiu was busy but not in a mess, and he was still treated slowly. However, he was treated first and the most serious injuries, and others understood it.

Liu Xiu hadn't experienced the feeling of fatigue a long time ago. The same is true for treating so many people now. He just needs to focus on applying acupuncture. Not only is he not tired, but he enjoys it. Every treatment of a person is an insignificant improvement to his medical skills.

It is naturally impossible for Liu Xiu to use his magical medical skills to avoid attracting people's attention. When the bloody wounded people were cured by Liu Xiu, people witnessed it with their own eyes, and he had a chance to attract the attention of most people in the entire square, and the limelight almost overwhelmed the white-clothed swordsman on the stage.

People pay attention to Liu Xiu's treatment of the injured, but seeing him busy, he did not come to disturb him despite his intention to make friends. He remembered Liu Xiu in his heart, especially witnessing his magical medical skills with his own eyes. By word of mouth, Liu Xiu actually won the title of a little miracle doctor...

Liu Xiu did not pay attention to these things, and devoted himself to treating the wounded. Even if he knew the title of the so-called little genius doctor, he would only laugh it off. Why do others say that it is someone else's business, and it is not self-proclaimed. Besides, medical skills are originally used to treat diseases and save people, so can they be hidden?

It would be better if the reputation spreads. In the future, if the injured person takes the initiative to come to the door, he will not have to be so bored. He can also save more people. As a doctor, it is undoubtedly a happy thing to cure patients and watch them healthy. At least that's what Liu Xiu himself thinks.

On the ring, the white-clothed swordsman was waiting for Shen Wanqiu's answer. Although Shen Wanqiu did not speak for a long time, he did not hurry or urge, but waited patiently.

But after waiting, he found that something was wrong, because the angry eyes in the audience gradually decreased, and the voice of whispering torture himself was also reduced, as if people's focus was gradually shifting?

Realizing this, he immediately patrolled his eyes and looked for the reason. His ears moved slightly, and his powerful hearing collected information from the audience. Soon he knew the reason.

It turned out that a "little miracle doctor" appeared in the audience, using his magical skills to treat the injured. And when he realized this, the little miracle doctor had cured several people, all of whom were injured by himself!

"Little Doctor?"

The white-clothed swordsman frowned slightly, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the focus of many people in the audience, that is, Liu Xiu, who was treating the injury with acupuncture.

When he looked over, Liu Xiu happened to cure a person. He was injured by a white-clothed swordsman. He was intact at this time. He was even worse than looking weaker.

The limelight was stolen, which was not in line with the original intention of the swordsman in white. He could not allow the situation to develop like this.

Of course, although this white-clothed swordsman was a little arrogant, he was not a brainless person. Although Liu Xiu snatched the limelight, he would not ask for trouble for Liu Xiu. The doctor saved his life and healed the wounded is essential. What reason does he have to ask for trouble? Moreover, the doctor himself is worthy of people's respect. Who has not yet been asked for medical treatment? It doesn't matter if he offended Liu Xiu. If his reputation spreads, what if he asks other doctors for something in the future and the other party ignores him? What's more, Liu Xiu already has the reputation of a little miracle doctor circulating among the crowd at this time. People don't have time to make friends with him. If he stands out and makes trouble, he may be looking for death. That's not on the ring. If he is strong, no matter how strong he is, so many people below can cut themselves into meat sauce!

"It's time to divert everyone's attention"

While he was thinking in his heart, the white-clothed swordsman looked at Chen Wanqiu again, raised his voice and attracted the attention of the people in the field and said, "Ms. Chen, dragging like this is not a solution. Please give you a clear answer. No one is here to come on stage now. Is it over the competition to attract kisses?"

After he said this, the voice was loud enough. Although the people in the audience wanted to make friends with Liu Xiu, the little miracle doctor, Liu Xiu was busy and they couldn't disturb him. People were successfully attracted by the white-clothed swordsman, and the focus of attention was once again shifted to him.

How would Chen Wanqiu answer? No one came to the stage, would the competition end in the martial arts competition? Will Chen Wanqiu marry him in the end? At this time, people began to consider this issue again.

Faced with the re-question of the swordsman in the white-clothed, Chen Wanqiu, in the sedan chair, felt a sudden loss of heart. She knew that she would not make a decision. She would either end the competition to marry him, or secretly instruct the person she arranged to go to the stage.

"Although this person has a good cultivation level, he is not enough to protect my Shen family. Moreover, he offended so many people. Marrying him will only make my Shen family even more dangerous. Now he can only let them go to power..."

Thoughts flashed, Chen Wanqiu had already made a decision.

However, just as he was about to speak, he suddenly realized that the atmosphere was wrong. The entire huge square fell into strange silence at some point!

"What happened?" Chen Wanqiu subconsciously asked the maid beside her.

The maid looked outside and said in surprise: "Miss, someone finally came to the stage."

"Someone has come on stage? Not the one we arranged?" Chen Wanqiu asked again.

"No..."

Before the maid could finish her words, a female warrior next to her who was responsible for protecting Chen Wanqiu said in a very serious tone: "Miss, now the one who is on stage is a master, a master. The occasional aura that only reveals makes me frightened!"

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Chen Wanqiu's beautiful eyes. Of course, it is a good thing for someone to go to the stage, but how high is the cultivation level of the person who goes to the stage? Can he defeat that white-clothed swordsman? Especially can he protect our Shen family?

Chen Wanqiu doesn't care whom she married, as long as the other party protects her family behind her enough. The reality is so helpless for her.

Someone did come on stage at this time, but when Chen Wanqiu looked at the ring through the gauze, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, because he didn't know the person on stage.

After she posted the two million gold reward mission, Chen Wanqiu, who came to Liangfeng Villa, had never seen it, but had secretly collected information from her servants to learn about it. Now, the newly-entered person on the stage does not exist in the information she had read!

At this time, the entire huge square fell into a strange silence. Affected by such an atmosphere, Liu Xiu, who seriously treated people's injuries, paid a little attention, but when he found out that the reason for making everyone quiet was that a new person appeared on the stage, he stopped paying attention and continued to treat people's injuries.

The newly appeared on the stage is not a master like Jiangling and others who have always been here, but is simply an unexpected visitor.

He looked about twenty years old, with a handsome face, but his skin was a little abnormally white. He had a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, but the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, giving people a feeling of evil. His lips were very thin, and red like blood. The corners of his mouth were slightly curled up, and he was handsome and evil.

This man was wearing a black robe and a cloak was dragged on the ground. No one could see how he appeared on the stage, almost out of thin air.

He appeared silently on the stage, his strange and blood-red lips curled up slightly, and he looked at the thousands of people in the square, as if he was laughing, but the smile made people feel cold.

Looking at the strange young man in black, some powerful people in the square actually stood up subconsciously, feeling an unparalleled pressure in their hearts. Looking at him, although he was just standing there, it made people feel like they were staring at a tumbling sea of ​​blood!

"Who is this person? Why have you never heard of it? Just the little breath that was revealed makes me unable to resist!" Jiang Ling, in the crowd, looked at the young man in black on the stage, turned to look at other places and communicated with others.

However, after a few eye contact, no one knew who the young man in black was.

"Who are you?"

On the stage, the swordsman in white, who had been so arrogant before, looked at the young man in black and asked in a deep voice, his face was extremely serious. When he listened carefully, even his voice was trembling.

The young man in black looked around the platform, then slowly turned around and looked at the swordsman in white, with an evil smile on his face, but his voice was extremely gentle: "It's you, you are arrogant and threatening that there is no one in Jiannan Road?"

The young man in black had a gentle and nice voice, but in the face of his eyes, the swordsman in white who was arrogant before could not say a word, and he felt chill all over and his heart seemed to be pinching tightly.

Before the swordsman in white opened his mouth, the young man in black said to himself: "I am in a bad mood recently and very bad. I originally just came out to relax, but the people below sent me a message saying that someone here is so arrogant, so I came to take a look with curiosity. I have been watching you for a while. I have to say that you are really arrogant enough, and I can't raise my head when I stepped on my way to the south of Jiandao."

"It's interesting, interesting. I originally wanted to see how arrogant the people mentioned below were. I happened to meet Miss Shen, the first beauty in Jiannan Road, to compete for a martial arts and bride. It's really interesting."

"To be honest, I appreciate your arrogance very much. Although I don't know where you came from, I want to accept you as my subordinate just because of your arrogance. But that's normal. I'm in a bad mood these days. Boy, you're not lucky. Who made you so arrogant when I'm in a bad mood? Especially when I happened to meet it."

"Who do you look down on? There is no one in Jiannan Road? Do you know, I dare not say such things! Do you know why I am in a bad mood these days? Just because I gave me a letter to me, I told me to be honest, and then I became honest. I don't know who he is, but I know that as long as he is willing, there is no difference between pinching me to death and pinching an ant to death. Stop talking about him, I will stand in front of you now, and you can say something about no one in Jiannan Road to listen?"

This young man in black probably was in a bad mood and was eager to talk to someone, otherwise he wouldn't have said such a big deal. You can imagine how bad his mood was.

When he was talking, he didn't see any moves from the young man in black. He saw the originally extremely arrogant swordsman in white standing on the opposite side, uncontrollably rising from the ground and floating towards him.

The swordsman in white floated to the void about a foot high outside the black-clothed young man Mi Xukai was stationary. The air around his body was slightly distorted and bound by an invisible and powerful force.

Facing the young man in black who was so close to him, the swordsman in white trembled all over and said pale: "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings, I don't mean that..."

Hearing this sentence, the young man in black smiled and said, "It turns out that your arrogance is just facing someone who is weaker than you. It's so disappointing. Who made me feel bad these days? Then you'll die."

After saying that, the young man in black no longer looked at the swordsman in white, but turned around and pointed his eyes at the audience.

As he turned around, the body of the white-clothed swordsman bound in the void was shocked. With a slight sound, the clothes he was wearing turned into a blood mist, and he was so dead that he did not even leave a complete fragment!

At this time, the entire square was silent. People looked at the young man in black on the stage and felt cold all over. Even if the sun was scorching in the sky, it seemed that it was the cold winter month.

No one spoke, and looked at the young man in black on the stage with fear. The other party's strength was already greater than the people present, and far more than that.

The highest cultivation level in the square is only the Marrow Training Realm, and the cultivation level of the young man in black is at least one level higher than theirs. As for the specific height, no one knows.

Martial arts cultivation can be said to be a level of height at a time, and one step higher is enough to crush a large number of people below.

I don’t know what strange means to kill the swordsman in white. The young man in black seemed to have done something insignificant, and he didn’t even look behind him.

Looking at the audience, the young man in black said, "Is it a martial arts competition to attract a marriage? Although Shen Wanqiu is beautiful, she is not qualified to be my wife. She can become my woman. Now I am on the stage. Who agrees and who opposes?"

The young man in black is too strong. Although he is more arrogant than the previous white swordsman, the people below dare not even show their angry expressions, let alone jump out to question them.

After a while, no one spoke. The young man in black nodded and said, "Did no one refute it? Then the matter is settled. How beautiful Shen Wanqiu is, I am not in a hurry. Now let's talk about another question."

After pausing, the young man in black said, "I am in a bad mood recently. I dare not provoke people in a bad mood, so I have to find a way to make myself feel better. Just as the right time, there are experts from all walks of life here, so I decided to recruit you to become my subordinates. This will make me feel better. Does anyone object?"

Who opposes? What opposes? No one dares to show his opposition even though he is in his heart. He is silent and waits for the development of the situation.

The young man in black paused for a moment. Seeing that no one was talking, he looked as if he was taken for granted and nodded, "Very good. Since no one objected, it seems that you are willing to surrender to me. Then things will be settled. Next, a drop of blood will fly to you. Don't resist and let it integrate into your bodies. From then on, you will be my subordinates!"

Hearing this, people suddenly realized that the blood mist formed by the dead white-clothed swordsman behind him was still floating in the air, rolling and twisting like a cloud of blood!

People know that the blood beads of integration into the body of the young man in black must be his means of controlling people. The situation has reached an urgent point. Should I resist or surrender?
To be continued...