Chapter 39 Ai Zuo, Beaten?

Sect Master Jun's kick was very sudden and quick, and when the young master in brocade robes fell gorgeously to the ground, a group of servants came back to their senses.

"Son!"

They ran over in a panic, helped the master up, and when they saw the big footprints on the right face, they immediately knew that the strength of the foot just now was not light!

Young Master Jinyi covered his face and said in disbelief, "You...you dare to hit me!"

"Boy, you are in trouble!"

"My master is the third son of the Ai family, hitting him is like hitting the Ai family!"

"You Iron Bone faction wait... wait for the sect to be destroyed!"

Several subordinates shouted angrily.

However, he quickly closed his mouth, because the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect came out of the gate with a 'crashing', standing behind Jun Changxiao and glaring at them one by one.

The so-called third son of the Ai family has only a few subordinates.

Facing the nearly 100 disciples of Jun Da's Sect Master, he immediately accepted it.

It has to be said that it is very good to have a group of disciples, at least in this case, it can bring a powerful deterrent without having to do it yourself!

Compared with strength, you can't.

than the number of people? You can't do it!

"Ai's family?" Jun Changxiao clasped his hands and said with a smile, "Is it very powerful? Dare to destroy my iron-boned clan?"

Li Qingyang leaned over and said, "Master, the Ai family is a famous family in Hu Yangcheng."

Hu Yangcheng?

Jun Changxiao had heard that it was one of the eight major cities in Qingyang County, second only to Qingyang City, with a large population and many families and sects.

Li Qingyang said: "The Ai family has been operating the medicine pill business for generations in Huyang City. It is a supplier of medicine pills to many sects. It has strong financial resources and a wide range of contacts, much stronger than my family."

"It turned out to be selling medicine pills?" Jun Changxiao touched his nose.

Li Qingyang added: "This person's name is Ai Zuo, the son of the head of the Ai family, the third oldest, relying on his family to act erratically in the city, he is a famous playboy in Qingyang County."

"Aizuo?"

Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "This name is meant to be beaten."

"..."

Li Qingyang was speechless.

He told the head so much, the point is not to be beaten or not to be beaten, but that this kid's family is not easy and not easy to mess with.

Ai Suo endured the burning pain on his face, and said angrily: "Boy, hurry up and call out the head of the Iron Bone sect and ask him to apologize to this young master immediately!"

Jun Chang smiled and said: "Don't shout, the head is here."

As he said that, he waved his sleeves dashingly, stood with his hands behind his back, and straightened his chest.

Very cool, very kind!

"it's here?"

Ai Zuo was startled, looked at Li Qingyang, and said angrily, "So you are the head of the sect, hurry up and apologize to this young master!"

Li Qingyang's mouth twitched, he hurriedly took two steps back, glanced at Jun Changxiao, and told the other party with his eyes that this is the head of our sect.

"Isn't it?"

Seeing him retreating, Ai Zuo realized that he had guessed wrong, and swept the disciples behind him. It was really difficult to determine who was the head, and he shouted angrily: "The head of the Iron Bone Sect, you thought you were hiding in the dark, this young master. Will you just let it go!"

Li Qingyang: "..."

Disciples: "..."

They all thought, is this guy an idiot?

Jun Changxiao, who had taken on the appearance of being the head of the sect early in the morning, changed his face again and again, and finally couldn't help but yelled: "Are you a fucking idiot, I stand in front of you and turn your eyes away You're blinded, you still can't see it!"

"Tread! Tread!"

While speaking, he walked over angrily.

Several servants hurriedly stood in front of the young master, one of them raised their fists, put on a battle, and stammered: "I police... warn you, don't... don't pass..."

"Go away!" Jun Changxiao kicked the big-tongued servant out, stopped in front of Ai Zuo, grabbed his collar and dragged him over, his eyes sternly said: "Boy,

Listen clearly, this seat is the head of the iron-boned sect! "

The voice is low and murderous!

Ai Zuo was so scared that his scalp was numb, and he didn't dare to sweat.

The several servants of the Ai family who were supporting him were even more startled and sweating on their backs.

Jun Changxiao, who has killed many thieves, once he starts to rage, the murderous intent in his eyes and his aura is very terrifying. How can a slutty disciple who acts like a beating can bear it.

"Did you hear me!" Jun Chang laughed and roared.

The voice was so loud that Li Qingyang and the disciples behind were caught off guard and shocked, and the three words suddenly sounded in Ai Zuo's ears, and it was like a thunderclap on the ground. He slowly opened his mouth and almost cried, "Listen...I heard it!"

Jun Changxiao pointed at the steps below, and said coldly, "Go away."

"Brush! Brush!"

Several of the Ai family's subordinates seemed to have opened up the two veins of the governor in an instant, picked up Ai Zuo at the fastest speed and disappeared without leaving a word of cruelty.

Jun Changxiao turned around with his murderous aura still unabated.

The disciples looked at him, and took a step back with their hair standing on end.

"Master..."

Li Qingyang said weakly, "Are you all right?"

Jun Changxiao came over, the murderous aura slowly dissipated, put one hand on his shoulder, rested his head on the back of his hand, and cried, "Is this seat so unlike the head?"

Li Qingyang expressed sympathy.

The disciples expressed that they could understand the sadness of the headmaster.

"do not Cry."

Lu Qianqianyi was under the tree, glanced at the young man lying on the ground, and said lightly, "This person was beaten hard. If he doesn't get treatment quickly, he will fall at any time."

...

Iron-clad faction, medicine pavilion.

There was no medical equipment or anything in it, just a fairly simple bed, and even the 'Medicine Pavilion' still carried the injured boy over, Jun Changxiao got up temporarily.

A sect not only has an outer courtyard and an inner courtyard, but naturally also has a medicine pavilion, a martial arts hall, and a martial arts pavilion.

Don't rush, don't rush.

The road has to be taken step by step, and things have to be done one by one.

"Master."

After an examination, Li Qingyang said, "Eight of his ribs were broken, and he had serious internal injuries. The situation is very bad and needs to be treated in time."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Is it time to go to the town to ask for a doctor?"

Li Qingyang shook his head and said, "The injury is too serious for ordinary doctors to heal, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless I use the medicinal pills handed down from ancient times, I can save him from danger."

This person was not seriously injured before, Li Qingyang decided that if the head took out the healing pill, it could definitely be easily healed.

"this……"

Jun Chang smiled and pondered.

Lu Qianqian put her back against the door and said lightly, "The kind of medicine that can make the injury recover instantly, do you think it's a jelly bean?"

"Too."

Li Qingyang looked at the filthy boy, shook his head and said, "Sect Master, he can last for two hours at most."

Jun Changxiao held his chin and said, "I really have a ready-made Healing Pill, do you want to save it or not?"

"save!"

"No help!"