Chapter 457

"My Lord, please help us."

"My Lord!"

The people in the city knelt down towards Tong Yan, and the mighty group of people had a terrible momentum.

"What I said, can you do it?" Tong Yan sighed, "I once said that if you want to save yourself, you must change the surrounding environment. Now too many people are sick and dead. The mountains over there can't be buried. Even if you are buried in the mountains, the environment is still very poor. The accumulated bodies will emit germs. In the long run, it is difficult to get a radical cure."

"My Lord, but people are dead. It's really disrespectful of you to move them like this."

Some people still refuse.

Tong Yan sighed. She looked at them and asked them word by word: "let them die everywhere and be mutilated by wild animals on the mountain. Is this respect?"

"If even Warcraft is infected, it will be difficult for you to survive without food, even if you get treatment."

"Open the door for ventilation and burn all the sick bodies together. People can't live in the city for the time being. They need to be disinfected. If you really want to live, you need a big change. Are you willing?" Tong Yan asked.

Wen Zhe's people looked at each other. This time, they listened to Tong Yan's words.

After all, it has developed into this. If someone can really cure them, they are willing to accept it.

They are obedient, but Tong Yan is worried again.

Not enough herbs!

Now all the materials are still in longwenyi, but he just doesn't show up. What should we do when it hasn't appeared yet?

"Elder sister, where are you going?"

"Ya, copy the guy and grab the medicine!" Tong Yan carried a big knife on his shoulder, shook his hair and looked excited.

Her beggars' sect disciples looked at her strangely one by one, but after a night, they suddenly became more energetic.

The little yellow chicken smiled, followed by a picture of Yao Wu and Yao Wei, and said to Zhao Yin, "what are you doing? You didn't listen to what the elder sister said. Copy the guy and leave!"

"Ah, yes."

Tong Yan walked down the street with a large group of Tong Gang people behind him. He looked majestic. Even the soldiers stationed at the gate didn't dare to ask more questions.

It's not like being an official. It's a group of local ruffians!

"Where is long Wenyi?"

Tong Yan Dadao pointed to a small soldier and asked, "don't sell off to my sister. I know he has already come and said, where is it!"

"Forgive me, my Lord. I'm just obeying orders, which..."

"Wait on him." Tong Yan smiled with a bad smile on his small face, and then stepped back. The disciples of the Tong family gang with weapons behind him were a tall horse. They waved the knife and stick in their hands. Before they fought, the little soldier was already shaking with fear.

"Spare your life, sir. There is a residence three kilometers south of the city. His highness King Wen camped there."

Tong Yan frowned, ya, it was nearby. It was so close that she even watched the fire from the shore. She can play.

Tong Yan, a mighty group of people, killed long Wenyi's residence again.

Long Wenyi, sitting in the camp, had long heard of the man who swaggered to ask for medicine, and his face not only showed a sneer.

He sat until Tong Yan kicked open the decoration at the door and appeared there.

This is when they meet again. The delicacy on her face is long gone. The birthmark like the other shore flower shows up again and looks at him. What remains unchanged is that there is still no fear and respect in his eyes.