Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!-Chapter 127: Healing the Entire Village

Uncle Beiniu was too severely injured for Cheng Xiaoxiao to handle. She shouted loudly, "Grandpa Huang, Grandpa Huang, help!"

Huang Zhongyi, who had been pretending to be dead in the courtyard’s center, immediately sat up upon hearing Cheng Xiaoxiao’s call. Looking around, he saw that most of the bandits had been dealt with by people in black.

Only the leader and his men were still holding on desperately.

The situation was one-sided. Seeing the bandits being completely wiped out made the villagers shout in relief.

The previous panic and despair vanished; they felt even the air seemed much fresher.

The sudden reversal made the girls feel a sense of relief. The bloody scene was nothing compared to the soul-crushing moment of almost losing their innocence. It couldn’t compare to the overwhelming anger of seeing their relatives beaten to death.

Now their minds were dizzy, forgetting their fear, only wanting revenge.

Seeing the bandits who humiliated them lying motionless on the ground, they rushed forward angrily, kicking recklessly without caring whether the person was truly dead or not.

They cursed under their breath.

"For bullying me!"

"For bullying me!"

"Beast!"

They were recklessly venting the anger and grievance in their hearts.

After kicking and hitting until they were tired, they sat on the ground, panting heavily, as tears unconsciously flowed down again.

Their clothes were torn beyond recognition. After they finished venting, their fathers, brothers, and elders gently draped their clothes over them, and feeling warmth, the girls couldn’t help but throw themselves into their families’ arms, sobbing.

The men, who were severely injured, let the girls bump into their wounds, gritting their teeth in pain.

Just like Cheng Dali now, with Cheng Xiaozhen crying in his arms, her tears flowing over his chest wound, the feeling was indescribably bittersweet, yet he couldn’t push his daughter away. As a father who failed to protect his daughter, he felt very guilty, only able to take deep breaths, enduring.

His wife, He Family, handed him a handkerchief, signaling Cheng Dali to wipe his daughter’s tears. Cheng Dali suddenly realized, indeed! Why hadn’t he thought of it and was suffering for no reason?

He Family rolled her eyes at him and turned to take her son to find Doctor Huang. Her daughter was comforted by her husband, so she was relieved. Her youngest son had been kicked; she wanted to ask if there was any medicinal wine for bruises and injuries.

Hearing Huang Zhongyi’s call, he hurriedly ran over to Cheng Xiaoxiao, "I’m coming, I’m coming."

At this moment, everyone gathered around, seeing Cheng Xiaoxiao busy helping everyone with medicine and bandages, their hearts gradually calmed down.

Cheng Xiaoxiao took out many more medicinal herbs and bandages, and everyone naturally started helping each other.

The injured villagers, who had been tensing their nerves filled with anger, hadn’t realized how heavy their injuries were. Now that they relaxed, they felt pain all over.

Applying medicine was even more painful, each one gritting their teeth, some even shouting, "Lightly, lightly!"

The sorrowful scene somehow carried a sense of humor.

"Sis, you’re finally back!" Erya burst into two streams of tears, unable to wipe them away.

Cheng Xiaoxiao looked up.

Her family, a large group of them, were coming over, supporting each other.

Cheng Rong and Cheng Hao were beaten until their faces were swollen like pig’s heads. Cheng Qiang carried Liu Family, "Quickly, let your aunt take a look."

Additionally, Cheng Sicheng had blood all over his face, and he was carrying her unconscious father, helped by Dalan and Xiaolan.

Li Family had disheveled hair, her face swollen and red, supporting Cheng Chudong. Erya was bent over, clutching her stomach.

Dahua and Xiaohua had dirty faces and swollen red eyes, truly...

The family’s miserable state made Cheng Xiaoxiao’s nose sour. Although the system had long informed her about her family’s condition, seeing it with her own eyes made it hard to hold back tears.

It was too tragic...

Cheng Xiaoxiao quickly held back the tears about to overflow and comforted them, "It’s okay, everything’s okay now. It’s all over. Doctor Huang treated Uncle Beiniu, and he’ll soon take a look at Auntie."

Auntie, though her arm was twisted off, was still conscious and spoke weakly, "Better see Second Brother first!"

"Make way, make way. Doctor Huang, quickly, take a look at my father," Er Mazi from the village spoke.

He quickly squeezed into the crowd, only to see the newcomer with a knife wound on the thigh, blood continuously flowing from the knife cut, losing too much blood, on the verge of fainting.

Cheng Xiaoxiao couldn’t afford to care for her family now, "Quick, lift him, stop the bleeding first or he’ll die."

There was no such thing as blood transfusion in ancient times, messing it up could mean losing a life.

While saving lives, a few men from behind, carrying those severely injured, hurriedly squeezed forward.

Among them was the village chief and Cheng Jinfu.

"Make way!"

"Make way!"

Seeing Cheng Xiaoxiao’s eyes brighten, Cheng Jinzhao, with tears streaming, grabbed her sleeve, "Xiaoxiao, you must save my father and brother, they still have breaths, still breathing..."

Cheng Xiaoxiao felt overwhelmed, the scene was increasingly gruesome, she was stretched too thin, let alone being only half-experienced.

She looked towards the distant fighting scene, hoping they would quickly handle the bandits and come help.

Wei Wenxi was sent flying by Dongfang Xu’s palm, a loud bang, as he fell to the ground.

Cough, cough!

Cough, cough!

His internal organs were shattered, his face twisted in pain, he was barely able to regulate his inner breath to stabilize his injuries, and slowly opened his mouth, "Who...who are you?"

Dongfang Xu glanced at him with a disdainful look, gathering eighty percent of his Inner Strength, the sword edge sharp and imposing, arriving in an instant.

Seeing danger, Huang Yajiu, who was injured, flew over to help Wei Wenxi, blocking the fatal sword.

"Old Nine!"

Huang Yajiu was pierced directly, his inner strength causing him to bleed from his orifices.

On his last breath, he said, "Big Brother, go... go run!"

Wei Wenxi knew too well; the newcomer was overwhelmingly powerful, he simply had no chance to escape.

He could only smile bitterly, not expecting his years of carefulness, surviving death, relying on his sharp intuition to escape various large crises, only to perish in this tiny village.

Now he finally understood where the initial unease came from, but it’s too late.

He slowly stood up, his fierce eyes looking at Dongfang Xu, "Are you... a Void Transformation expert?"

Although phrased as a question, the tone was very certain, "I didn’t expect, in such a remote corner, so many experts could be summoned."

Seeing one brother after another being killed, he felt a sorrow beyond death; those in black were all Inner Strength experts.

One was just like him, a Dark Strength expert, others were Ming Strength, not low either, let alone the one before him being Void Transformation.

Throughout Tianqi, Void Power experts are treasures, not just the elders or Guest Elders of Hidden Families, but also the leaders or commanders of royal or noble progeny.

Those people are all over fifty.

Young successors reaching Void Power expertise are very few, even the famous Luoxia Manor and Fuxi Castle’s Young Masters might not be any better.

Wait~

Apart from Luoxia Manor and Fuxi Castle, the third major force in Jianghu was the Shengyang Manor that was extinguished at the beginning of the year, could it be the person in front was the chased Shengyang Young Master Dongfang Xu?

"Are you from Shengyang Manor, Young... Master?"