The new book of the burning prairie star

Yang Biao rode to the scene of the fight to provide support. Seeing that many people had come over, it was no wonder that he had not seen Ding Yan and the others join him. For those who rushed over, he adopted close combat and close throws. If the distance of the knee and elbow attack was too close, Yang Biao would throw them directly.

However, there is a problem with this style of fighting. It does not consume any of the opponent's combat power. Many people still fall to the ground, get up and continue to fight.

"How come you guys are so strong?" People came over one after another. How could there be so many robbers here? Ge Qing felt that his strength was almost used up. He asked a robber who was fighting with him while gasping for breath.

"Hahaha, we have been ruling the mountain here for more than five years, almost six years. Are you scared? Hahaha!" The man was very proud. This Ge Qing was about to be knocked down by him. He could hardly breathe just looking at him.

"Have you ever killed anyone?" After subduing the man to the ground, Ge Qing sat on him to rest, and decided to let him go if the man answered that he had not killed anyone.

"Humph, how could you have never killed anyone? There are always some people who won't cry until they see the coffin, and they insist on going against us." The man struggled desperately under Ge Qing, trying to break free from the other's grip.

"You'd better let me go, otherwise our boss will come and cut you into pieces." After many attempts, he still couldn't get rid of Ge Qing, so he had to move out of the boss's house.

"Oh, so you have a head of the family?" Ge Qing became interested when he heard it. He didn't know whether that person's kung fu was good or not. Anyway, everyone who appeared here fought with brute force without any kung fu skills.

"Of course, our head of the family is very powerful. You guys can't even match one of his fingers." Speaking of the head of the family, the man became very excited. He kept telling Ge Qing how powerful the head of the family's fists and feet were, and how powerful his kung fu was.

"You should have a good sleep." Unexpectedly, there was a talkative person among the robbers. Ge Qing directly chopped the back of his neck with a knife and knocked him unconscious.

"Jiang Sheng, let's kill them. I just asked one of their people, and he said that they have been robbing in this area within a hundred miles for five or six years. Their hands are more or less stained with blood. These people did not die innocently!" Seeing that more and more people were coming, but the master would not allow them to take any lives, Ge Qing became a little anxious. If this continued, everyone would sooner or later fall into a passive situation due to exhaustion.

"Master, look..." Jiang Sheng saw Yang Biao being besieged by a group of people, and hurried forward to support him, wanting him to give new instructions.

"Okay, let's do as Ge Qing says!" Since they were close to each other, Yang Biao naturally heard what Ge Qing said. He hardened his heart and agreed. When dealing with these desperate criminals, he really couldn't be soft-hearted, otherwise he would be the one to die.

"Yes, sir!" With Yang Biao's words, Jiang Sheng and his men pulled out the weapons left by the killers. Wherever they went, it was as if there was no one there, and soon there were corpses everywhere.

"Everyone, let's dig a hole quickly and bury these robbers together." Jiang Sheng was so skilled in martial arts that he seemed to have become the leader of these people.

"Master, it has been dealt with." Jiang Sheng came over to report. Compared to people like him who have martial arts skills, killing these bandits is easier than crushing an ant. But for ordinary people, it is simply a nightmare.

"Take off all your clothes and burn them. Find a place with water and remember to wash them with this." Yang Biao, sitting in the carriage, threw two pieces of scented soap to Jiang Sheng. He thought of the way Su Zhihe sniffed the blood in the air. He should learn from it and make sure everything is safe.

"Yes, sir!" Jiang Sheng took the two pieces of soap thrown to him and went to find water with his brothers.

"Yang Biao, you need to wash too!" Qin Xiaoran took out a handkerchief and wanted to wipe the blood off his face.

"I'll find some water to wash it, don't dirty your handkerchief," Yang Biao dodged the hand she stretched out to wipe his face, took off his bloody clothes and threw them to Xue San, "You help me burn it, I'll go wash it!"

"Here you go," Qin Xiaoran handed him a bundle, which contained a set of clothes she had made for him to change into, "Do you want to wash the clothes inside or burn them?"

"I'll burn it myself later. I'm leaving first. You guys go to the valley ahead and wait for us. Xue San, be alert on the road." Seeing that Xue San had already burned his bloody clothes, he was the only one among them who didn't do anything and there was no blood on his body, so they asked him to protect Qin Xiaoran and leave here as soon as possible.

"Yes, sir!" Xue San clasped his fists, then got on the carriage pulled by two horses and set off, with a look of excitement on his face, because one of the horses belonged to him.

"Master," Ding Yan, who was bandaging his wound, stood up immediately when he saw Yang Biao coming over after washing up.

"Are you okay?" Yang Biao saw that her wound was bleeding again and was a little worried about her.

"Master, this injury is nothing. I'm fine!" It is common for people who practice martial arts to get injured. Ding Yan doesn't think it's a big deal.

"Well, you and Xiaoran go in the carriage and take care of your injuries. Xue San and I will take turns driving." Seeing that Gu Yuan also had a lot of injuries, Yang Biao asked the three of them to get into the carriage to rest.

"We've finally arrived at the city!" After two days of traveling day and night, the carriage drove into Guangping Prefecture. Yang Biao felt that he could finally relax.

"Let's go to Anhe Hall to check Ding Yan and the others' injuries first." It was not convenient for him to check on the women's bodies now. He didn't know how badly Gu Yuan and the others were injured. He still had to go see a doctor to feel at ease. "Xiao Ran, take Jiang Sheng and the others to Xingning Street."

"Doctor, how are my people?" When Yang Biao saw the doctor coming out of the house, he hurried forward to ask about Ding Yan and Gu Yuan's condition.

"Their wounds are somewhat infected. I will prescribe a prescription for them later, and also some anti-inflammatory and hemostatic medicine. They can be applied externally or internally, and be careful not to eat too much. They will be better in less than a week."

It was obvious that Ding Yan and the other woman had been wounded by swords and knives. A few of the wounds, if a little deeper, would have directly cost them their lives. The doctor didn't understand who would lay hands on two women, but it was not something he could control, so he could only do his duty as a doctor.

"Miss, isn't that Yang Biao?" Rong Zhuang saw him getting medicine at the counter and hurriedly said to Xia Weiwei who was in front of him.

Xia Weiwei was checking the medicinal materials delivered to Anhetang at this time. When she heard this, she looked up and saw Yang Biao. So she put down the Poria cocos in her hand and walked towards Yang Biao.

"Yang Biao, you came here because someone in your family is sick?" Xia Weiwei wanted to talk with a smile, but there was no smile on her face.

"Well, why are you here too?" Yang Biao wondered why a girl like her was in the clinic. Was she here to get medicine for her family or to accompany her family to have their pulse checked? Although he had a good impression of Xia Weiwei, he still felt that they were not close enough to ask such a personal question.

"Anhetang is the ancestral business of our young lady's family!" Rong Zhuang interrupted at this time. Our young lady might have done it. The lady gave her many businesses in the mansion to manage.

"Oh, I'll be leaving first." Yang Biao saw Rong Zhuang speaking with a smug look on his face, and he felt it was very boring, so he said goodbye directly.

"You..." Looking at Yang Biao's departing back, Xia Weiwei only then deeply felt that her mother was right about some of her words, and that a servant should behave like a servant.