At this time, Mao Yongan was taking in less air and outgoing more air, and could die at any time.
Moreover, Wang Ye felt several ghost king-level auras on him.
This guy...
Where did it go?
With the cowardly appearance of this Taoist priest, he would not put himself in such a dangerous situation under normal circumstances.
I guess I really encountered a big problem this time.
Thinking about it, Wang Ye focused his attention on the golden egg in Mao Yongan's hand.
The eggshell is engraved with mysterious graphics and text in gold lines. It looks like words, but if you look closely, it looks like a picture. It is like a vein, full of energy fluctuations.
"I don't know if you are honored or sad to meet me in this wasteland."
Wang Ye said to himself, and naturally put the golden egg into his bag, but soon, the bag trembled violently, as if it was about to explode at any time!
...
Is the energy level of this egg so strong?
Wang Ye was startled for a moment, and hurriedly took out the egg. After thinking for a moment, he threw it into the sedan chair and tied it to the seat with a hemp rope to ensure that it wouldn't swing around. Then he picked up the sedan chair again.
At this time, Mao Yongan seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and he might die at any time.
Wang Ye took out a basin of blood from the ancient domain blood pool and smeared it evenly on Mao Yong'an. Then he put his palm on his forehead, used his own energy to channelize the evaporation of the blood, and then applied it to his body. The ghost spirit is driven away.
After a long time...
Mao Yongan's breathing gradually calmed down, and his face was no longer as pale as before.
“Just treat this egg as medical expenses!”
Wang Ye kicked Mao Yongan's waist and focused on his mask. After all, anyone wearing his face would feel uncomfortable.
but...
Recalling the owner of the sedan, Wang Ye shuddered and gave up the idea.
In fact, it's good to have a tough guy to block for you.
Mao Yongan coughed and his eyelids showed signs of opening.
Wang Ye quickly stepped back, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
About three minutes later...
Mao Yongan groaned and opened his eyes, looking very weak.
He subconsciously looked around, and after confirming that it was temporarily safe, he felt his own condition, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Before he escaped, he was lucky enough not to die from the wave of attacks he endured. How could his aura become so stable?
If one survives, there will be future fortunes!
Although I accidentally broke into the Ghost King's den, my gains were not small!
An egg that can be coveted by a group of ghost kings must be...
? ? ?
Where are my eggs?
Mao Yongan looked around, it was empty...
Except for the black backpack that was still tightly held in his arms, the surroundings were empty, not even an eggshell could be seen!
"Ahhhh!!"
"Damn it, don't let Master Dao find out who did it!"
"You might as well kill me!"
The screams made me cry...
Including a ghost wandering on the roadside, they were all attracted!
His expression, which was already very weak, froze suddenly, and then he stood up in a rolling motion, took out a small porcelain bottle, took out a black pill and put it in his mouth, then released four thousand paper cranes and pulled him His shoulders flew up and he ran away in embarrassment.
"They're all bullying me!"
"I'll wait for you, Master Dao! Do you really think I have no one?"
"Wang Ye of Tianzhu, that's my good big brother!"
Mao Yongan's figure disappeared into the darkness, and only his unwilling roar still echoed in the air.
After Mao Yongan left...
Ghostly energy surged in the darkness, and Wang Ye's figure appeared again with a strange expression.
Obviously he witnessed Mao Yongan's series of operations just now...
For a moment, he suddenly felt regretful. It seemed that compared to the owner of the sedan, Mao Yongan was the biggest trouble.
Staring at the direction Mao Yongan was leaving, Wang Ye's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light. He finally gave up the idea of catching up with the Taoist priest Boomer and turned around and rushed towards the Scavenger City.
…
Scavenger City.
The huge scavenging city was deserted at this time, and few scavengers could be seen.
Occasionally, there are a few hotels, and most of them have empty rooms. Only a few people are still living in them, but the doors are closed!
Those shops on the roadside, those stiff waiters, and waiters have disappeared at this time, and they have obviously closed down.
Compared with Shangjing City, the Scavenger City at this time is obviously more weird.
Walking on the empty street, occasionally a scavenger passed by, and he only glanced at Wang Ye briefly, and then passed by in a flash.
But the strange thing is...
Shangjing has been surrounded by various ghosts at this time, but in the Scavenger City... there is no trace of ghosts within a radius of one mile!
Could this scavenger city really be opened by ghosts?
With doubts and recalling Zhang Ziliang's polite request for help, Wang Ye fumbled around according to the address.
city center.
A hospital with only two floors and looking a bit shabby.
Wang Ye stood at the door of the hospital, a little confused as to how Zhang Ziliang could get involved with Scavenger City, or such a dilapidated hospital.
Various other industries have closed down. In the entire waste-scavenging city, this hospital has become the place with the most people and the best business.
A scavenger walked into the hospital calmly with a hideous wound on his arm that was as deep as the bone, but his expression did not change.
In the wasteland, this kind of injury can be said to be a minor injury...
After queuing up and registering, the scavenger completed the procedures in accordance with the hospital's procedures and finally went to the second floor.
Wang Ye looked a little surprised at the scene in front of him.
It can be said that all scavengers are desperadoes, and they are too afraid of death to do this job.
But this guy, even though he was injured, was able to patiently wait in line and be polite to the nurse...
Even though I lost too much blood, I didn't feel any anxiety or dissatisfaction...
All this shows that there is definitely someone behind the hospital, or someone they can't afford to offend.
Could it be Zhang Ziliang?
Recalling the way Zhang Ziliang ran away in embarrassment after being frightened by Xiao Si, Wang Ye shook his head.
He had experienced it at close range. The energy fluctuations in Zhang Ziliang's body were just ordinary second awakenings, nothing special.
That's... Tianzhu?
Is this hospital supported by Tianzhu, or does it have some kind of cooperation with Tianzhu?
With all kinds of thoughts, Wang Ye entered the hospital.
A woman wearing a nurse's uniform with a cold face, as if without any human emotions, came forward. She looked at Wang Ye and said indifferently: "You are not injured."
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