I, beat the Eastern Swordsman at the beginning

Chapter 169 Min Huai's Daughter
Most of the Wanghai City Wharf was destroyed, and countless ordinary people lost their lives, which made people who knew about it feel bad.

Led by the city lord, many soldiers and practitioners hunted and arrested Yingzhou swordsmen.

This time, they went too far.

Gathering all the injured residents in one place, Wen Qingqing thought about it for a long time before saying to the guards of the city lord who stayed beside them: "Are there any old medicinal materials? Anything over ten years old will do."

"There were a lot of them on the pier, but because of the fire, they were all burned away."

"Fairy Wen, please wait a moment, this subordinate will dispatch medicinal materials for you!"

"Call me Qingqing, or Miss Wen. You can't be called a fairy."

Smiling slightly, Wen Qingqing signaled the soldier to go quickly, the treatment of the wounded could not wait.

The sooner the ointment for treating burns is made, the sooner they can help them solve their pain.

Ye Feixian chatted with her for a while, and then continued to search for possible survivors in the wharf ruins, but after a long time of busy work, she couldn't find them, so she had to come back to help Wen Qingqing continue to take care of the wounded.

This woman who didn't know where she came from treated the wounded as her own family.

Regardless of the mess on the opponent's body, if necessary, she would directly put the wounded on her lap for better treatment.

Before the medicinal materials were delivered, Wen Qingqing would use her inner energy to relieve their pain. As time passed, she herself was so tired that even walking felt a little sluggish.

Seeing this, Ye Feixian kindly reminded: "Miss Wen, go and rest first, we will watch over here, nothing will happen."

"Some of them have burned too much skin. If they are not dealt with in time, the situation will continue to deteriorate, and there is no delay."

"The little girl only hates her lack of medical skills, otherwise she would have helped these people out of the sea of ​​suffering, alas..."

After doing so many things, Wen Qingqing felt that she was still not doing well enough, and her eyes were full of compassion, a bit of self-blame.

Hearing this, Ye Feixian didn't say much, and turned around to help others take care of the wounded.

He is not a saint. It can be said that the life and death of these people has nothing to do with him. Now he takes the responsibility of taking care of them only because he can't see the past.

On the third day, the city lord came to the pier quite depressed. Seeing that many wounded were being taken care of well, he was relieved immediately, but his brows were still furrowed.

"City Lord Hu, have you caught those Yingzhou swordsmen?"

Seeing him, Wen Qingqing asked curiously.

She seemed to be very concerned about this matter, and although it was only a short three days, the city lord and others could see that she was a lot haggard.

Hearing this, Hu Zhen, the city lord, shook his head and said, "Yingzhou swordsmen are very cunning. They set fire and killed innocent people indiscriminately, and then hid."

"The old man has sent almost everyone to search these days, but only caught more than a dozen Yingzhou swordsmen who have not heard of it. They didn't do anything harmful, and they just asked something and let them go. .”

"Oh, how pitiful they are, suffering from such an indiscriminate disaster."

Sighing softly, Wen Qingqing glanced at the injured person, her brows were tightly frowned.

A group of people communicated for a while, and the city lord sent someone to transfer the wounded here. At the same time, he ordered the craftsmen in the city to renovate the pier. Everything was going on in full swing.

After someone else took over, Wen Qingqing also temporarily put down the burden of taking care of the wounded, and searched for the whereabouts of the Yingzhou swordsman together with Ye Feixian and others.

But when I came to the City Lord's Mansion, I saw many residents blocked here, and everyone had monstrous anger on their faces.

They surrounded more than a dozen Yingzhou swordsmen captured by the city lord, and the practitioners stood in front of them.

"Can't let them go!"

"These despicable people must be the accomplices of Xinteng and others, kill them!"

"City Lord, if you don't want to come forward, we will leave this matter to us, and we will definitely not let you get into trouble."

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation, wishing to tear the dozen or so people in front of them into pieces.

Seeing this scene, the city lord sighed slightly, and then strode forward: "Everyone, calm down."

"These swordsmen have nothing to do with the fire at the pier, so don't make any mistakes."

"As for Xinteng and others, their ships must still be near Wanghai City before they leave."

"Please give this old man some time until the real culprit is found out!"

"City Lord, why don't you use these people to force them to show up? I don't believe that Xinteng and his gang don't care about their lives."

"Yes, yes, since you have done it, you should admit it."

"A man who dares to do such a thing, is a practitioner in vain, and is not as good as an ordinary person."

"..."

The crowd was excited and restless.

They all wanted to kill the dozen or so people on the spot, and give the Yingzhou swordsmen some counterattacks.

Let these tiny barbarians see that the mainland of China is inviolable, and no one can act recklessly.

It took a lot of effort to quiet the scene, and the city lord said slowly: "Everyone, I know how you feel, but who is not grieving?"

"Those murderers, the old man will definitely bring them to justice, but it will take time."

"If my people in mainland China, like them, kill innocent people at will, how is it different from Xinteng and others?"

"So, go away and let these people go."

The city lord's words made everyone look thoughtful, but they still refused to leave, and he suddenly felt helpless.

Seeing this, Wen Qingqing walked in front of the crowd, and said in a very soft voice: "Everyone, the city lord is right, there is no need for you to take your anger out on these people."

"The top priority is to look for the clues left by Xinteng and others in the city. If we find them as soon as possible, the people who died in the fire will be able to rest in peace as soon as possible."

"Although the time you have wasted is not much, it may make the other party escape further."

"Go back, this matter will be handed over to the city lord and us!"

After hearing Wen Qingqing's words, everyone's mood improved.

They have seen the kindness and gentleness of this woman in the past few days, and now they are more willing to believe her words.

Watching everyone leave, the city lord couldn't help but smiled wryly: "Miss Wen, it seems that they believe you, but they have some doubts about me, the city lord."

"Perhaps, you are more suitable for the position of city lord."

"City Master Hu was joking, the little girl is just telling the truth, it's easier for them to listen to it."

"There is an injustice and a debtor. Let these Yingzhou swordsmen go. They are all innocent."

"Uh-huh!"

Ye Feixian, who was watching all this, looked at Wen Qingqing for a while, but didn't say much.

Since then, the residents of Wanghai City have searched for traces of Xinteng and other Yingzhou swordsmen nearby, but there has been no progress, and the situation has been stalemate for a while.

(End of this chapter)