Chapter 77 What Are Your Plans

Chang Wu covered his abdomen with one hand, his slender eyes flashed a wicked look, stared at the little monk in front of him, and asked, "Who the hell are you!"

How could a little monk have the ability to hurt a monk at the eighth level of Qi refining in his family?

Tangning chuckled lightly and stepped forward. The round bamboo in her hand turned and knocked on Chang Wu's tiger's mouth. The medicine bottle he had been holding in his palm was loosened by the numbness of the tiger's mouth and fell into Tangning's mouth. hands.

He was beaten again, and the antidote fell into the hands of the little monk. Chang Wu was so angry that he yelled at the people around him, "Are you all dead?"

Those people knew that they were not the little monk's opponents, so they lowered their heads one by one and did not dare to go forward.

Tangning played with the medicine bottle in the palm of her hand, and looked at Chang Wu, she said coldly, "Don't go? Do you want me to break your bones before leaving? If you are good, it's not that I can't fulfill your purpose. ." While speaking, the round bamboo in his hand lifted up, and when it looked like he was about to shoot down, Chang Wu instinctively retreated in shock.

"Five masters, this little monk is very evil, let's go back first!" The middle-aged man who was beaten and vomited blood came to Chang Wu's side and whispered, while staring at the little monk vigilantly.

"Walk!"

Chang Wu flicked his sleeves, because his lower abdomen was faintly numb, and when he saw that his opponent was defeated, and the antidote also fell into the opponent's hands, he really couldn't lose the rice. He blushed and looked embarrassed. Turn around and stride away.

Seeing the people from the Chang family retreating and retreating, the people from the Zheng family finally recovered, and looked at each other in dismay, still feeling a little incredible.

"Thank you little master, I don't know what the title of little master is?" The third uncle of the Zheng family stepped forward and bowed to Tangning, asking gratefully.

If it wasn't for him today, I'm afraid their Zheng family would be robbed.

Tangning looked at the old man and smiled, "Just call me Master Tang."

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, took a step forward, and bowed their hands: "My Zheng family, many thanks to Master Tang for rescuing me. I have been offended before, so please don't blame Master Tang."

No one feels inappropriate for a 13- or 14-year-old monk to honor him as Master Tang. After all, the strength of the other party is there, and it is not an exaggeration to honor him as Master Tang.

"Master Tang, is that medicine really an antidote?" Zheng Heng asked, he was still worried about his father's body.

"Let me see."

Tangning put Yuanzhu back to her waist, opened the medicine bottle, smelled it, and smiled, "It is indeed an antidote. Give this antidote to your father, and the poison in his body should be cleared soon."

Everyone listened, and they were overjoyed: "So, Chonglin is still saved? Great!"

"Master Tang helped the master to detoxify the poison. After the master spit out a mouthful of poisonous blood, he woke up, but because the poison in the body has not been completely cleared, the body is still very weak." Madam Zheng said with a smile on her face: "Three uncles , Uncles, why don't you go in and have a look together!"

"Okay!" Everyone responded quickly and followed her to the room.

Tangning smiled when she saw it, but instead of joining in to join in the fun, she called Zheng Heng.

"Master Tang, do you have any orders?" Zheng Heng asked, looking at this little monk who had only reached his chest height, it was hard to believe that he had such a high level of cultivation that he could defeat the servant of the Chang family.

"The people of the Chang family won't let it go, what can you do to deal with it?"