"Don't be presumptuous!" The old man scolded lowly.
When the two saw them, they couldn't help lowering their heads.
Seeing this, the old man turned around and said to Feng Jiu: "Don't be offended by the master, they don't know yet."
"Yeah." Feng Jiu replied, watching the two men raise their heads incomprehensibly because of the old man's master. They looked at her in shock, and couldn't help feeling funny.
"We are not here during this time, are all members of the clan okay?" the old man asked the two.
Hearing this, a man quickly said: "Patriarch, nothing happened during this period. A group of demonic cultivators passed by here two days ago, but they didn’t find us either. It’s just that several children in the cave were sick. It’s been two or three days, and it’s been getting worse, and we’re at a loss for what we can do! You’ve just come back, just look at the children."
Hearing this, the faces of several people changed, and there was a look of worry on their faces.
"Master, please come in." The old man suppressed his worries and gestured to Feng Jiu first.
Feng Jiu nodded and followed them into the underground cave.Once inside, Fang Jian's inside was actually so big, and the caves were connected like a maze. After walking for a certain distance, he could faintly hear the sound of crying inside.
"Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu, wake up, Xiao Liu..."
Hearing the sound of crying, several people speeded up their pace. After a short while, they finally came to a wider cave inside. The patriarch walked forward quickly, while Feng Jiu glanced around.
This cave is some distance away from the ground. Even the powerhouse of the Immortal Saint peak, or even the powerhouse of the Immortal Venerable, would not be able to detect the movement and breath of the ground. They hide here and live in a good place. It's just that, after all, it is underground, and the breath is humid, and living for a long time is not good for people after all.
Turned around, looked forward, and saw that in addition to some men and women in their 20s and 30s, there were seven or eight children. The oldest looked fifteen or six years old, and the youngest was around six or seven. There are many of these children. His face was pale and his breath was unstable, and there was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy lying on the stone bed.
"Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu I'm afraid I can't stand it anymore." The old patriarch looked at the dying boy on the stone bed, his eyes were red, his voice choked.
Upon hearing this, the children and teenagers all cried for a while, and the adults also wept and showed grief.
Seeing that they had ignored her, Feng Jiu cleared his throat, and his unhurried voice sounded at this moment: "I know medical skills, or let me see for him?"
As soon as she said this, her cry suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked back at her.
"Who is this Tsing Yi man?"
"When did he come in? Why did he come in here?"
Listening to their discussion and looking at their defensive eyes, Feng Jiu couldn't help but smiled and looked at the old patriarch.
The old patriarch returned to God and quickly said to everyone: "His name is Feng Jiu. He saved us in the beast forest. Therefore, we have already recognized him as the master. From now on, he will be the master of our ancient clan. ."
Hearing this, everyone stayed for a while, and did not recover for a long time. Obviously, they felt very unbelievable for this sudden addition of the master.
"Master, do you, do you really know medical skills?" the old patriarch asked with a trembling voice.
"Yeah." Feng Jiu replied.
The old patriarch plopped and knelt down: "Please save Xiaoliu, his parents are gone. If this child is gone, how can I be worthy of this child's parents..."