Cultivation till the end of time

It didn't take the usual route, but started rescuing the person at the bottom.

It stretched out its hands and grabbed the shoulders of the person underneath, and pulled him out with brute force, with the strength of a violent loli.

The man below was almost suffocated by the weight above. When he realized that someone was grabbing his shoulders, he had been pulled out by a brute force. A large amount of air suddenly rushed into his lungs, which were originally short of oxygen. The man breathed violently like a dehydrated fish.

Before he could see who saved him, the moment he regained consciousness, he devoted all his energy to gathering magic power.

He used his magic to form a protective layer to support the person on top of him to prevent him from being crushed.

The little puppet was very powerful. After pulling the person out, it threw him into the stairwell above, and then the person flew up like a parabola.

The servant wanted to catch the other person, but unfortunately the person was thrown too fast. Before he could reach out his hand, the person flew past him and hit the wall opposite the corridor.

It stuck to the wall with a "snap" sound, then slowly slid down the wall to the ground, and finally came to a standstill.

Just as the servant turned around to check the situation, he heard several more sounds of breaking through the air behind him, "whooshing" past his ears, his head, and his skin.

The servant looked carefully and found that it was the people who were used as meat shields and pressed at the bottom. They were thrown up and all avoided the servants perfectly.

They hit the opposite wall again, and no one hit the same part of the wall, thus avoiding secondary injuries.

As the person at the bottom was pulled out, the second person to fall suddenly sank. Because there were too many people pressing on him and the gravity was too great, the force he hit the ground was also relatively great. He grimaced in pain and exhaled the last breath in his chest.

Fortunately, he had the magic buffer given by the previous unlucky guy, otherwise he would have been a piece of meat patty by now.

Just like the previous one, the moment he was pulled out by the little puppet, he immediately used magic to condense a transparent layer to support the weight above.

Before he could recover, the little puppet did the same thing again, throwing him upwards and then hitting the wall in one smooth motion.

The pile of people quickly disappeared like a game of Candy Crush, and in the end only Muslim and Yan Hao, who was pressed down by the ornaments in his arms, were left.

Yan Hao was hit by the ornament just now, and the Muslim was not feeling well either. Yan Hao was right in his abdomen at that time, and the gravity of the ornament almost squeezed out his internal organs.

As he bared his teeth and took a deep breath, he felt that he was falling a few inches every second. This feeling lasted until his back touched the cold ground.

The Muslim only then discovered the existence of the little puppet, but because the other party was facing the light, he could not see the appearance of the little puppet clearly. He only knew that the person standing in front of him was a child.

He was wondering why there was a child in the villa. Could it be Lord Mude's illegitimate child?

While the Muslim was daydreaming, the little puppet had moved the ornament that was pressing on Yan Hao aside.

Then he roughly grabbed the collar of the Muslim's chest, made the Muslim's upper body stand upright, and lifted him up with force.

Unfortunately, he used too much force and threw him towards the ceiling, and the Muslim's head hit the ceiling.

The little puppet is not tall enough and can only use its strength to pull people up. It does not have human thinking and does not know how to control its strength. The poor Muslims can only endure it.

The Muslim was hit so hard that he saw stars and unconsciously let go of the hand that was holding Yan Hao.

Yan Hao fell vertically to the ground, and his whole body bounced a few times on the ground in a devilish way.

The Muslim, who should have fallen to the ground first, was bound by some mysterious force and fell a few seconds later than Yan Hao.

The Muslim fell to the ground while standing upright. The moment his feet touched the ground, the little puppet reached out to help him, but the Muslim was still damn limping, with the same foot that had been injured.

To add insult to injury, he suffered a fractured ankle.

The Muslim staggered back a few steps. Due to his injury, he could only hop on one leg. He didn't pay attention to his feet and jumped onto Yan Hao.

Yan Hao's screams instantly spread throughout the villa. Muslim's heart skipped a beat and he quickly leaned over to the handrail next to him and quickly moved his foot away from Yan Hao.

He was sweating profusely, holding the handrail of the stairs, and looked down at Yan Hao's injuries with concern. He had no time to cause trouble for the culprit.

Duoduo, Fengli and Qinling watched the whole process in amazement. While Muslim was busy checking Yan Hao's injuries, Duoduo took the opportunity to put the little puppet back into the storage ring.

When the Muslim looked back, he could no longer find the little puppet. He angrily sent out all his men in the villa to find the hateful child.

Yan Hao's experience made Xuan Cang and Can Rong feel scared for a while, and they vowed that they would never hurt anyone in this world, otherwise Yan Hao's current miserable situation would be a microcosm of their future.

Yan Hao's screams attracted Mu De.

Mu De frowned when he saw his subordinates who were knocked unconscious under the wall opposite the stairs.

When he walked to the stairs again, he saw the miserable situation of Muslim and Yan Hao in the stairwell below, his brows were locked.

He cast a sharp gaze at Duoduo and his group who were walking up. Before he could speak, Xuan Cang spoke first, "Yan Hao was trampled by Muslims. Why don't you send someone to come and get him treated?"

Hearing that it was a Muslim who injured Yan Hao, Mu De just narrowed his eyes. Then, he asked Duo Duo for help in treatment in a seemingly sincere tone, but in fact, he said in a commanding tone: "Miss Qian, if I remember correctly, you are a wizard. Why should we go so far away?"

Duoduocai didn't want to work for nothing and directly refused on the grounds that he was injured.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mude, I twisted my ankle on the way back just now, so I'm afraid I can't do the job.

Besides, I only treat humans, and small animals are not on my patient list. Please seek help from someone else."

Duoduo also sent a voice message to apologize to Yan Hao: "My dear, I'm sorry, we can't touch you now, just bear with it for a while.

You can see how bad your luck is. Everyone who has come into contact with you has suffered, without exception. Even I have a lame leg. You don’t want the operation to fail tonight because of you, do you?

Don't worry, I just used my spiritual sense to check on you, and your body is in great shape. You don't have any serious injuries at all, just some minor wounds. Just wait patiently for the wizard Mude has found to heal you."

Yan Hao knew that what Duoduo said made sense, but it still felt abandoned and curled up on the ground in loss.

Just now, it could only watch itself suffer, but was powerless to stop it, making it unable to hold back and shed a tear of frustration.

It tried to use its spiritual power, but every time it encountered trouble, it couldn't use its spiritual power and could only bear it.

Although its body had been refined to be tough, the feeling of being abused by an invisible force really made it feel bad. It was like the dignity of a divine beast was being trampled on the ground.

Yan Hao could only respond in a muffled voice, "Okay, remember you promised me some pastries. Now I feel like one meal isn't enough, so let's increase the amount to three days."

"Okay, okay, I'll make it for you after the bad luck is gone." Making pastries was not difficult for Duoduo, and she agreed readily.

Yan Hao also did not forget to seek benefits for himself. His life was so miserable, couldn't he have some sweetness.

Thinking about how miserable he would have to live every day in the future, Yan Hao's spirit became even worse.

In the eyes of the Muslims who were worried about him, this was a sign that Yan Hao was about to die.

He quickly looked up and said anxiously, "Sir, Master Yan Hao is dying. Go get a wizard."

Mu De originally didn't want to bother Duo Duo, but when he heard that the little beast was critically ill, he had to humble himself and ask, "Miss Qian, please consider that Lord Yan Hao and you have known each other for a long time. Please help save it."

Wizards are a very small group everywhere. Even in the city of Yunar, there is only one wizard who was hired by the Pharmacist Association at a high salary to be stationed there.

Mu De wanted to ask someone to come over, but there was no time, so he could only ask Duoduo for help.

Duoduo couldn't refuse anymore, so he could only rummage in his pocket and took out a bottle of medicine powder for treating external injuries from his storage ring. He hopped down the stairs on one leg holding the handrail and squatted down next to Yan Hao and Muslim.

Then he took out a ruler from somewhere and turned Yan Hao's body over using the ruler.

Yan Hao's round body was poked by the ruler, and it rolled and rolled until it rolled to the corner of the wall.

Then Duoduo said to the Muslims, "Yan Hao is fine, he just suffered some skin injuries. You can sprinkle this bottle of powder on his wounds and apply it evenly. You can also use it on your injuries."

After saying that, Duoduo put the medicine bottle on the ground, then stood up with her hands on her knees, holding the hand of Fengli who followed her downstairs, and climbed the stairs again with a limp.

Mu De saw Duoduo's careless treatment process and looked at her departing back with a sinister look. He did not ask anyone to stay.

He also cares about his reputation, so asking for help once is enough. He doesn't have the habit of asking the same person a second time.

After Duoduo left, Mu De immediately arranged for someone to invite the wizard stationed at the Pharmacist Association, and then asked several pharmacists who came with him to check Yan Hao's injuries first.

The Muslim cursed and applied medicine to Yan Hao before the pharmacist came.

"She said she was a friend. Even Master Yan Hao was injured like this, and she treated him so casually. I don't know if she did it on purpose, or if she bought her wizard certificate. She's not professional at all."

Mu De stood aside worriedly, asking what happened. "What happened just now? Why did Master Xuan Cang say you stepped on it? And what about those people lying on the ground opposite the corridor?"