Chapter 2680

"Xiao Tong, get out of the way. Your father has the plague and can't survive. Don't get in the way, or we will bury you together."

The man who spoke said in a bad voice.

"My father is not a plague. I checked medical books and he is not a plague."

The little girl called Xiao Tong begged.

"Throw it in. Drag her away."

The man said impatiently.

The plague was raging in the village. The man had a high fever for several days and continued to vomit and have diarrhea. It looked like a plague.

The daughter of a Mongolian doctor, what do you know.

"Please."

The little girl saw her father's body thrown into a shallow pit.

Regardless of her thin body, she bit the man who grabbed her.

"court death!"

The man was in pain and said angrily, throwing Xiaotong into the pit too.

"King Cang said that if any plague patients are found, they will all be buried."

The cry of the little girl came from the pit.

"Da Meng, was he really buried? That child Xiao Tong is not sick."

"Yes, how old is she. Besides, her father saved many people in the village before."

"Heh~ Are you doubting my prestige and disobeying the king's order?"

Da Meng made a strange sound and said strangely.

The villagers hesitated for a while, but they dared not disobey the king's orders, they could only lament in their hearts and bury them with earth.

"Ouch."

The one named Da Meng suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes.

Several villagers were startled.

Da Meng rolled into the pit.

Another black shadow flashed past, and Xiao Tong and the dying villager were rescued.

"Bury."

The man's cold voice made several villagers tremble.

"You, you, you! How dare you plot against me."

Da Meng stroked the big bag on the back of his head, and glared angrily at the nosy person in front of him.

"Can't understand people's words?"

A cold light swept across Gui Hu's blue eyes.

Those villagers suddenly felt their scalps go numb.

As soon as Gui Hu raised his sleeves, the soil on the ground flew up, fluttering, and filled the pit in a short while.

The fierce voice also disappeared.

The villagers were so frightened that they dropped their shovels and ran away.

Xiao Tong was so dumbfounded that he even forgot to cry.

"Little girl, what's going on?"

Xiaotong saw a girl who was slightly older than him in front of him.

It's just that she is different from herself, the clothes she wears are very clean.

Xiao Tong was startled at first, but then she looked at the totem on Xin Lin's right face, and then she was relieved.

"thank you all."

Xiaotong understood that he and his father were saved thanks to these two benevolent people in front of him.

"Are you from Bogu Village?"

The man's clear voice came from behind him.

As soon as Xiaotong turned around, he saw a handsome man standing behind him.

She saw that he had no totem tattoos on his face, just like a frightened bird.

She took a few steps back in fright.

"Holy King Army."

"Don't be afraid. He is not a bad guy, he is also from Qingcang, not some holy king's army."

Xin Lin hurriedly explained.

The people of Qingcang live in Qingcang all year round.

They didn't know that the legendary holy king was no longer there.

The Continental Alliance Army is what they call the Holy King Army.

"Then why is there no totem tattoo on his left face?"

Xiaotong is still alert.

"You mean a totem? Well, because he's different from us. He's..."

Xin Lin was thinking about how to arrange an identity for Gui Hu.

She also can't confess Gui Hu's identity, otherwise she wouldn't scare Xiao Tong half to death.

"Could he be from the Cang Army?"

Xiaotong exclaimed.

It is said that only the low class people are born with totems, and those kings and nobles with high bloodlines don't have totems on their faces.

(End of this chapter)

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