Bai Ye came to the area of ​​the Holy Fist Sect Martial Arts Hall amid shouts and scolds. As a top martial arts hall in the south, the Holy Fist Sect ranks 36th in the estimate, which is higher than the Judgment Sect, so he can draw a piece of his own area in the center of a wailing main venue.

The disciples of the Holy Fist Sect on the ground were also seriously injured, and the other party also attacked the lower body. Even if these disciples were cured, they might not be able to become fathers in the future.

"These golemnies and the three-ring gate are really damn. They cut off their descendants and are despicable and shameless in their methods. I'm sorry!" The disciples who followed Jialong cursed all the way. They were knocked by Jialong for a few times before they became honest. He looked reckless and unstable, but Jialong would take him by his side, which shows that his identity is not low.

Bai Ye is still a woman at this moment, so it is a bit embarrassing to pull their pants to check the wound. He simply directed the disciples behind Jialong to help him check, while he stood aside and chuckled.

"Ah, how can I, my chief disciple, Fick...Oh, teacher, stop hitting, stop hitting, I'll go, I'll go." Fick screamed strangely, ran over to check according to Bai Ye's request, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Bai Ye actually doesn't know any medical skills, but now he has mastered the best medicine production technology in the entire Anya Continent. With the assistance of a chip, as long as the specific situation of the injury is input, the chip will naturally analyze a set of treatment plans.

These disciples of the Holy Fist Sect have a tough face. Except for this sharp-mouthed Fic, most of them are as tough and steady as their teachers, and are the best group of warriors he has seen so far.

Even ordinary disciples can be trained like this. Bai Ye admires this serious Jialong a little bit.

Although the Fic people were careless, they moved very quickly. In conjunction with Bai Ye's instructions, they quickly checked all the injured junior brothers, and then waited for Bai Ye's next order with an anxious look on their faces.

The chip quickly analyzed it. With the previous experience of the Rouquan Martial Arts School, the chip's analysis speed has increased a lot, and a series of plans have been quickly introduced one after another. Of course, many people were also convicted of death.

Bai Ye said the result with an expressionless face. Fick felt cold and turned to look at Jialong. He found that the teacher still had a calm expression and just nodded silently.

"Junior brother, my senior brother will avenge you." Bai Ye didn't have to take action this time. Fick looked serious, one after another, and sent those junior brothers to the road. His face was not very good, and the Holy Fist disciples lying on the ground were surprisingly quiet. They did not shout and make a fuss like other martial arts disciples. They just said thank you and closed their eyes and waited to die.

This scene was quite touching. Bai Ye could feel the burning anger on Jialong's body. Even though he did not show any sadness on his face, his breath would not lie.

The anger of a third-level profession is very terrifying. As a martial artist in the south, Jialong not only shouldered the burden of the Holy Fist Sect with all his strength, but also became famous for many years as a professional of Long's generation. These reputations were all achieved through punches and kicks.

The atmosphere was a little solemn. Bai Ye took out the spare potion and gave it to Fick and instructed him how to stop bleeding and bandage him. He acted quickly. After using the potion, the disciples saved at least one life.

Seeing that his junior brothers were out of danger of life, Fick breathed a lot, and his eyes looked at Bai Ye much softer. A big man looked at him with affectionate feelings. Bai Ye felt extremely disgusting, so he gave him a few glances and turned to look at Jialong.

"Thank you Miss Bai Lan. I will send someone to deliver the medical expenses of these disciples today." Jialong bowed slightly and expressed his respect.

Seeing Bai Ye curing another group of people, the warriors lying on the ground looked over and their eager eyes shot towards this side, but their martial arts hall had just insulted Bai Ye, but now they were silent one by one, which was very embarrassing.

Bai Ye returned the gift to Jialong, and then suddenly turned to look at the disciples of the martial arts school and sneered: "You don't have to look at me. I already said the price just now. I will treat it if I give it money. If you don't give it money, you will lie down and wait for the medical staff of the Sanhuan Gate. But I really feel sad for you. I think it's probably because the cost of treating you is far more than your value in the martial arts school, so the martial arts school is unwilling to pay for it. It's just a group of waste ordinary disciples, oh hehe."

The faces of those ordinary disciples suddenly changed. What is the difference between the medical staff lying on the ground waiting for the Third Ring Gate and waiting for death? Seeing the eyes of other people in the martial arts hall dodging, it seemed that Bai Ye really hit it.

It is true that such a high cost is spent on ordinary disciples, and they themselves think it is unreasonable, and only the Holy Fist Sect is willing to do this. If it were the past, they would have been secretly mocking the Holy Fist Sect, but now that things have happened to them, they finally feel what sadness is.

Bai Ye's killing of others not only destroyed the internal harmony of these martial arts halls, but also led the fire to the Sanhuan Gate. Without him, those martial arts halls naturally looked at the Sanhuan Gate. If there were heavy casualties in the end, the Sanhuan Gate might become a public enemy.

Jialong, who was standing beside him with his hands behind his back, looked at Bai Ye deeply, and suddenly said, "Miss Bai Lan, if possible, please help some dying warriors. Their expenses are out of our Holy Fist Martial Arts Hall."

"Ah? Teacher, this is not very good. Isn't there a three-ring gate? We..." Fick was shocked.

"Fick! Have you forgotten how I taught you?" Jialong glared at him, looked at Fick, and scolded him fiercely. His old and stubborn thoughts were very ridiculous in Bai Ye's eyes. Seeing Fick being scolded, he gloated and smiled at him with pursed his lips.

This guy! Fick was so angry when he saw Bai Ye's expression that he had no choice but to hide aside and help transfer his junior brother to the private room.

"Okay, I said that as long as I give money, I will cure it." Yu Baiye said it was not important. Anyway, this was an extra money, and the money would never be too much, especially at this point in time, all forces had not finished cleaning, and when Xueman Realm still needed a large amount of funds to use, every gold coin was good.

If it weren't for this, Bai Ye wouldn't have taken Atlantis Chamber of Commerce to heart. I heard that the Chamber of Commerce robbed the caravans in Xueman Realm that caused a great negative impact. The extremely short-supported Morpheus did not take bloody revenge for Bai Ye.

It took her a lot of effort to appease the families who had lost their loved ones. In the past, Morpheus would have sent people to destroy the Chamber of Commerce, no matter whose subordinates they were, where they were.

Morpheus changed.

From Tifa's words, from some of the messages conveyed from the corners, from her communication with her, Bai Ye really felt that Morpheus was slowly changing.

Thinking of Lan Ni's incident, Morpheus, who resolutely decided to give up Lan Ni, and now her fate is sometimes a wonderful thing.
Chapter completed!