Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

Chapter 382 Bandit Attack

The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a pair of vicious eyes, like a hungry wolf seeing its prey, full of greed.

"Hahahahaha... I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, we old brothers could actually meet a group of fat sheep like you. We will really make a lot of money this time!"

"kill!"

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the more than a hundred people behind him immediately mobilized their horses and ran towards the caravan with weapons in hand, as fast as a strong wind.

"Escort the young master to leave first!"

"Protect the goods!"

Uncle Wang shouted, then turned to look at Tang Shi.

Tang Shi was among the crowd. Seeing the fierce battle, there was unprepared panic on his face, and he was secretly frightened.

He pressed her into a hidden place and quickly told her: "Hide it and don't come out. To us, you are just some minions. For you... you are injured and I will not heal it." The medicine is for you, the sword has no eyes, remember, you must hide it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his sword to face the enemy.

For a moment, swords flashed and sparks flew.

In the caravan, a young man in white stepped out of the more ornate carriage.

He stared at the group of bandits who suddenly rushed out, with confusion on his face.

"I have been doing business for many years and have never encountered any obstruction on this road. Why did such a group of bandits suddenly appear to rob me?"

"Young master, don't worry. These bandits are all nearby bandits. Most of them are just foundation-building monks. They don't have much strength. Just leave it to your subordinates. Swords don't have eyesight. For your safety, you still follow them." Please leave first!"

An accompanying guard persuaded.

"Well, that's fine too."

The young man in white agreed.

The guard immediately led two horses forward and bowed respectfully in a gesture of invitation.

"Please, young master."

The young man in white jumped onto the horse's back, flicked the reins, and headed towards the next town.

By the stream, the fighting continued.

Although Uncle Wang and others had extraordinary strength, the opponent had too many people and were all cruel and violent desperadoes, so the battle was impossible to win for a while.

"boom!"

A sound of gold and iron sounded.

I saw that the young man in white who had already left was violently pushed back.

He fell heavily to the ground, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Little Lord!"

Uncle Wang's expression changed drastically, and he quickly drew his sword and stepped forward to help the young man in white up.

He raised his sleeves and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His face was pale and his eyes were sharp. He looked at the person opposite and shouted in a deep voice.

"Who are you?"

The leader looked at them with a ferocious expression and sneered: "I am a thief!"

"Brother Yuanying leads a group of foundation-building monks to work together as bandits? Do you really think everyone else is a fool?"

"Ha ha ha ha......"

The leader laughed loudly, with a joking look in his eyes: "Then I'll tell you the truth, someone paid for your life, I'm sorry!"

"Who?"

The young man in white's pupils shrank sharply, his face turned cold suddenly, and his murderous intent was revealed, "I can pay double the amount he pays!"

"Integrity is what matters in business. It's your fault that you bid too late!"

The leader snorted coldly, waved the spear in his hand, and stabbed the young man in white.

Uncle Wang gritted his teeth and raised his sword to block.

There was a huge difference in cultivation between the two. He only managed three moves before the leader shot him through the shoulder.

puff!

Blood spurted.

Uncle Wang staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

When the man saw this, he took it even further. He swung his spear and pointed it at the young man in white with a ferocious look in his eyes.

"go to hell!"

The tip of the spear was about to pierce into the chest of the young man in white.

Uncle Wang pushed away the young man in white clothes beside him, blocked the gun head with all his strength, and withstood the shot.

Blood spurted out from the gun head and splashed onto his cheek.

But at the same time, Uncle Wang thrust out his long sword and slashed forward, directly cutting off the man's arm.

"what......"

A shrill cry of pain came, accompanied by spurts of blood.

Seeing this, the other guards quickly stepped forward to strike.

"Kill all the bandits!"

"kill!!"

In an instant, the scene was extremely bloody and tragic.

The bones of bandits were everywhere, and blood was flowing all over the ground.

With a pop, Uncle Wang fell to the ground, his clothes stained red with blood.

"Uncle Wang!"

Tang Shi exclaimed and quickly stepped forward to investigate.

"Uncle Wang, blood, you have lost a lot of blood. I...I don't have any healing medicine, so I can only stop your bleeding first. Uncle Wang, please cheer up..."

Looking at the horrific wounds on his body, a look of panic appeared on Tang Shi's face. She quickly took out the medicine bottle and poured it on his wounds.

However, Uncle Wang's blood continued to seep out of the wound like an unstoppable spring, and soon soaked his clothes.

Tang Shi's face turned pale, and her trembling hands pressed firmly on his wound, trying to stop the blood from gushing out again, but to no avail.

She felt that her palms were covered with sticky blood, her face was as white as paper, her whole body was shaking like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, and tears were falling like rain.

"What should I do, what should I do? If this continues, I will die. Uncle Wang...what should I do..."

Suddenly.

Tang Shi raised her head and looked in the direction of the young man in white, a glimmer of hope flashing in her eyes.

"Young Master, Young Master, please save Uncle Wang, please save him..."

The young man in white lowered his eyes slightly, shook his head and sighed: "His bleeding can't be stopped because the man put poison on the muzzle of the gun. I can't save him."

Poisonous!

Upon hearing this, Tang Shi's heart suddenly skipped a beat and his body shook involuntarily.

Could it be that Uncle Wang is about to die?

She gritted her teeth, suppressing the grief in her heart, and her eyes fell on the right arm of the young man in white.

There was a small wound there, which was also leaking blood, which looked shocking.

"But young master, aren't you also injured and poisoned? You must have a way. Please, Uncle Wang was injured just to save you. You can't abandon him. Please save him..."

The young man in white had a cold face: "It is his duty to save me."

"But...but young master, are you just going to watch Uncle Wang die?"

The young man in white's eyes were slightly colder, and he said impatiently: "It's not that I don't save him, but to save him, he needs a Baicao Detoxification Pill. A Baicao Detoxification Pill requires hundreds of elixirs that take thousands of years to refine. Do you know that this pill How precious is it?”

A guard who loyally protects his master is not worth as much as a pill.

Tang Shi was stunned, and bursts of sadness surged in his heart.

"Go away, my Baicao Antidote Pill cannot be used on slaves like you!" The young man in white said coldly.

Tang Shi clenched her fists tightly, trying to suppress the turbulent emotions in her heart, but the anger in her eyes became more and more intense.

"What? Do you want to rebel?"

The young man in white raised his eyebrows, his face showing displeasure.