World Wide Martial Art

Chapter 2219 The Miserable Grandfather and Grandson

"Please, please save my grandpa, I can do whatever I want, please. Situ Reading.\nCOM"

The little boy knelt on the ground and kept begging them.

The two guys might have been reprimanded by their boss and felt unhappy, so they kept punching and kicking him. There were occasional onlookers around, but no one was interested in meddling in his business.

Looking at this scene, Ye Feng sighed helplessly, walked closer, and shouted at the same time: "Stop, if you continue to fight, you will really beat the person to death."

"Who are you? Is it your turn to meddle in other people's business?" The two guys were very unhappy.

Ye Feng did not argue with them, but walked to the little boy's side, helped him up and said slowly: "A man, kneeling to the sky and kneeling to his parents, how can he easily kneel to other people? You didn't see this Are all the people just watching your jokes?”

However, the little boy just shook his head and choked: "As long as you can save my grandpa, let alone kneel down, even if it takes my life, big brother, you are a good person, please, as long as you are willing to help , I, Yuetong, will be your slave for life!”

He turned around and kowtowed to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng sighed again and forcibly lifted the little guy up: "What disease does your grandpa have? What do you need to save him?"

Now that Ye Feng came to stop it, he had no intention of sitting idly by.

Although this little guy was a little bit like hitting a snake with a stick, Ye Feng did appreciate his filial piety.

"Just one magic dispelling pill and thirty spiritual stones!" the little boy said immediately with joy.

"Thirty spiritual stones?" Ye Feng was startled.

I thought it was so serious.

This little guy didn't hesitate to kneel here and there, suffering so much, but he didn't expect that it would only take that little bit.

But seeing the ragged appearance of this little guy and what the guard at the city gate said, Ye Feng felt relieved.

The guard can only earn 500 spirit stones a year, but he is a warrior with good training. A healthy ordinary person may not be able to earn 30 spirit stones a year here.

What's more, they are a pair of old and weak grandfather and grandson.

Thirty spiritual stones were enough to kill them.

Ye Feng's mood was a little complicated.

This kind of thing is simply unimaginable if you don't see it with your own eyes.

Just thirty spiritual stones can push someone to this level.

"Okay, get up, it's just thirty spiritual stones, I'll give them to you."

Seeing that the little guy was about to kneel down and cry again, Ye Feng took out thirty spiritual stones and placed them in the little boy's hand.

Seeing that Ye Feng really took out the spirit stone for himself, while taking the spirit stone, Ye Feng didn't pay attention. The little boy knelt down again with a "pop" and kowtowed directly to Ye Feng.

"Thank you big brother, thank you big brother! From now on, I, Yuetong, will be your slave, big brother!"

Ye Feng looked astonished, lifted the little guy up and said, "Didn't I just say it? A real man, don't kneel down casually, and I don't need you to be my slave."

"Yes, eldest brother, but... Yuetong is still young, so he can't be considered a man, right? Besides, eldest brother, if you gave me the spirit stone, my grandfather's illness will be cured. This is a life-saving gift. My grandfather often said "As a human being, you must be grateful. It is also appropriate for Yuetong to kowtow to you for such kindness."

Now that the little guy had obtained the spirit stone, he was no longer as eager to speak as before. Instead, he said something in a decent manner that made Ye Feng dumbfounded.

"Okay, at such a young age, it's rare to have such filial piety and be grateful. Go buy medicine to treat your grandfather's illness." Ye Feng touched his little head.

"yes."

The little guy turned to look at the two clerks, raised the spirit stone in his hand, and entered the pharmacy again under the strange eyes of the two men.

The brawny boss also saw all this in his eyes, took a deep look at Ye Feng, and without saying much, sold him the elixir Yuetong needed.

The little guy got the elixir and was instantly filled with joy.

But just as he was going out, the strong man suddenly snorted: "Little thing, even with the medicine, your grandfather can't save you. Don't blame me for not warning you. Don't come to my place to cause trouble again. "

"You're talking nonsense!"

Yuetong turned his head and shouted angrily.

"Humph, you will know soon if I am talking nonsense." The strong man did not tell him and went directly into the inner hall.

The angry Yuetong glared at his back. After coming out, he looked at Ye Feng and said, "Big brother, I'll take medicine to treat grandpa first, and I'll be back soon to follow big brother's instructions..."

"Little guy, I told you that I don't need you to be a slave. If you say this again, then return the spirit stone to me." Ye Feng frowned and deliberately made a serious face to scare him.

"ah?"

When he heard the money was returned, the little boy was startled and his face turned pale.

He looked at Ye Feng's stern face, responded solemnly, and trotted away.

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled, and planned to follow him to have a look.

"Hey, what a waste of money. What's wrong with thirty spiritual stones? Give it to this little beggar. How can his grandpa's immortal life be worth so much?"

"That's right, it's all money to burn."

Just when Ye Feng was about to move, he heard sounds like this coming from beside him.

His face turned cold, and he turned to glare at the guys who were talking about the wind. Those people were obviously forced by his momentum, and after taking a few steps, they dispersed.

Ye Feng quickly followed the little boy's footsteps.

In just half a cup of tea, the two arrived at Xiao Yuetong's house one after the other.

It can be said that it can only be described as simple and dilapidated.

In front of them was a small, broken house with a leak, and it was raining heavily outside and drizzling inside. The only big thing inside was a straw bed.

At this moment, an old man who was about to die was lying on the straw bed, coughing constantly, his face was sallow, and he was only breathing out but not breathing in.

Ye Feng frowned instantly.

He could see at a glance that the old man in front of him had already run out of energy and no medicine could cure him. He would not live for more than two days at most.

Even if he took out his best elixir at the moment, it could only delay for a few days.

The pharmacy owner just now was obviously not talking nonsense, nor was he deliberately trying to scare Yuetong, but... he really couldn't be saved.

"Grandpa, I'm back. I bought medicine for you. If you take this medicine, your body will get better soon."

The little guy couldn't wait to put the elixir into the old man's mouth.

The old man opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at Yue Tong who was full of joy, and then looked at the pill near his mouth, his expression was a little dull.

"Little Tong, you... cough, where did you get the money to buy medicine? Grandpa, didn't Grandpa say? Don't want you to buy medicine, Grandpa... won't live long." The old man's tone was full of anger.

He knew how many spiritual stones this medicine required.

There was no doubt that the little grandson had suffered a lot of humiliation in order to get this medicine for himself.

A trace of heartache appeared in his lifeless eyes: "Grandpa can't eat this medicine, it's too wasteful, you should sell it quickly and give the money back to them."

"Don't sell yourself to do something you don't want to do, otherwise, even if Grandpa is gone, he will die with regrets."

"Grandpa, Tongtong met a kind big brother, who gave him the spiritual stones. He doesn't want Tongtong to return them, nor does he want Tongtong to be a slave. You can rest assured and eat it quickly. You will get better after eating it, and you will never die..."

Yue Tong shook his head, holding back the eyeballs rolling in his eye sockets, and wanted to put the pill into the old man's mouth.

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