Tang Lichuan didn't want to get involved in the power struggle in this place. His original purpose of coming to Xiaomi wasteland was not only to avoid the pursuit of the ten territories alliance, but also to find the existence of the wasteland ancient territory of the wasteland Protoss site.

However, now the resonance with the ancient wasteland has been cut off. It is impossible to judge whether the site is in the upper world or in the night world. He can only temporarily take over the position of the master of the night world.

On the one hand, it can avoid the crisis of death storm, and on the other hand, it also has a foothold to slowly collect intelligence.

Tang Lichuan let Li Qingshui lead the way and the party walked quickly into the bazaar. The place really looked ordinary, but it was a little bigger than an ordinary village.

The building complex of the whole collection is divided into two parts. The lower part is mostly wooden houses, and the decoration is very simple. More than 1000 wooden houses are gathered together, and only a few separated paths are available for passage. At first glance, it is the place where people with low status live.

In the upper residential area, which is only separated by a hundred steps up, it is mostly made of white marble. It not only has beautiful workmanship, but also has artificial landscapes such as gardens and ponds. It can not be seen that it is the place where the small village head lives, but more like the back garden of the royal nobility.

"You said a child was ill? Take me to see it."

Tang Lichuan sighed when he felt that there were those timid eyes secretly looking at the lower residential area. After all, he wanted to live here for a period of time, regardless of the life and death of his men, so he stopped at the corner of the street.

"Thank you, sir. This way, please!"

Li Qingshui thanked him as like as two peas, then took Tang Lichuan to the front of a two storey wooden house on the right. He pushed the door open. "Here it is. The situation of Leng Zi Wa is exactly the same as other babies. It has been in a coma for many days, and I wonder if there is any way that the adults can save him."

As Tang Lichuan entered the door, his eyes sank slightly. The house didn't look simple, but it didn't even have a decent set of furniture. A broken window and a table full of cans and dishes were all his possessions.

At least in terms of being bullied, Li Qingshui didn't lie. Even under these conditions, they still dare not neglect the planting tasks assigned by the top. It's too difficult for ordinary people to live in the world of martial arts.

In the room, a middle-aged couple bowed to the ground and dared not even lift their heads. In the broken bed next to them was his lengzi.

Without pulse diagnosis, Tang Lichuan just let go of his perception and soon found out the child's symptoms.

"Heart pulse weakness? This should be a natural disease. It's only now that it's becoming more and more obvious."

After seeing through the disease, Tang Lichuan just muttered to himself. Li Qingshui around him immediately took over the conversation and said excitedly: "adults are really magical. These babies are indeed congenital diseases, but we don't have medicinal materials for treatment in our collection. We know they are ill and there's nothing we can do. If we don't care about this posture, these babies won't be saved in three or five days."

Tang Lichuan had seen the severity of the disease, but he thought for a moment. The things in his hands really didn't come in handy.

There are a lot of pill materials, but most of them are used to heal wounds. They are effective in treating combat injuries. They are of no use for congenital heart pulse weakness.

Even though Tang Lichuan did not dare to give these children some pills to ease their injuries, ordinary people's physique simply could not bear the domineering power of martial arts elixir. Even if they were only low-level martial arts in the yuan martial arts realm, their physique strength was incomparable with ordinary people.

These sick children were already weak. When urged by the domineering power of the martial arts elixir, it is estimated that they will die suddenly on the spot.

"Since there are ordinary people living here, I think there should be a place to provide services for ordinary people. You can't get sick all your life and you can only wait to die?"

Just a thousand families gather thousands of people, not to mention other villages with stronger power. Even if Tang Lichuan's guess is greatly reduced, there should be at least hundreds of thousands of ordinary people. So many ordinary people are the foundation to provide cheap labor for the martial arts in the night world. Even if the martial Arts don't care about the lives of ordinary people, they won't even build a medical school.

"Yes, sanhechang is a special workshop for our Jizi village. There are several large medical centers there, but we... Have no money."

Li Qingshui's excited voice is getting lower and lower. They are not despised by the martial arts. The previous collectors regarded them as ants who can only work. They don't care about their life or death. Even if they kowtow and beg, they will only end up with a whip. They will pay for their treatment.

"Which of you is the leader?"

After listening, Tang Lichuan looked back at the people of the ten thousand families and asked, whether they are the people of the ten thousand families or the supreme Dragon City, in addition to his commander-in-chief, there should be leaders designated by both of them.

"Report back to the king. The villain Wan Chong is the temporary supervisor ordered by the old man."

Sure enough, a young man with heroic looks came out and replied with an arched hand.

Silently nodded, Tang Lichuan stretched out his hand, took off a heaven and earth bag from his waist and threw it in the past. He ordered: "follow them to Sanhe market to buy what they need. Buy all the urgently needed things in the collection. This money should be enough."

There are more than three million spirit stones in the heaven and earth bag, which has been more than enough to buy daily necessities, and this is just a drop in the bucket of Tang Lichuan's wealth at this time.

"Saved! Great! Thank you, sir!"

Li Qingshui jumped up with joy like a dream. After wiping his tears and thanking him, he hurried to sanhechang with Wan Chong and a dozen men.

"Brother Zhong, we are going to settle down in this place for the time being. You are better at management than me. The array mages of Wanjia and the supreme dragon city are all under your command. I want to inquire about the information here first. I don't want to be distracted."

Tang Lichuan has a lot of false names. It sounds like acting as the prince of King Yu's residence, but in fact he doesn't even have any experience in managing his subordinates. However, Zhong impermanence has commanded a large number of green forest mountain thieves under a false identity. He should be relieved in management.

The sudden power in hand stunned Zhong impermanence for a moment and handed over all the people of Wanjia and the supreme dragon city to him for management. Doesn't it mean that he suddenly became the second most important person in this team?

I thought he would be suspected of taking refuge suddenly for at least some time, but I never thought Tang Lichuan would hand over power to him so soon.

"Yes, I'll arrange all the sundries. Don't worry!"

Without the slightest hypocritical excuse, Zhong impermanence knows that his purpose of taking refuge in Tang Lichuan is to get a higher position than burning the four immortals in the sea. He doesn't dare to accept the position of managing the hundred and ten people, and he doesn't talk about making achievements.

"Lord, I found that there are residual array traces in this place. If you let the array mage in Longcheng repair it, it should play a lot of defensive role."

After Tang Lichuan made an inspection tour of qianjiaji, Zhong impermanence soon found a place that could be used and immediately pointed to a residual trace of the array and reported it to Tang Lichuan.

"Brother Zhong is now the commander in chief with full responsibility. You don't have to report everything to me. As long as you feel appropriate, you can do it directly."

After the decentralization, Tang Lichuan seemed to have no intention to intervene in Zhong impermanence's arrangement. After saying that faintly, his eyes suddenly looked in the direction of the village entrance.

They looked hesitantly. Sure enough, there was news over there. A middle-aged man from qianjiaji hurried over and gasped: "Sir, go and have a look. Dozens of people have come to Sangyu village. It is estimated that there will be trouble!"

"Hahaha! I don't need you to welcome me personally. Mr. Huang apologized for the previous impoliteness. A few small gifts don't pay tribute. Please accept it!"

In the forthright laughter, I saw a group of energetic martial artists coming straight. The first one acted like the wind and kept his feet off the ground. His strength was as high as seven times that of tianwu territory.

Behind him, there were people from tianwu realm, but their strength was not more than two or three times that of tianwu realm, which was not worth mentioning. On the contrary, Tang Lichuan was even more impressed by the more than 20 men from Xuanwu realm carrying boxes.

"My master learned that the new owner of qianjiaji is a young hero and wants to make friends with my brother. These are the generous gifts my master personally ordered. Please accept them and forget all the previous unhappiness!"

As soon as they clapped their hands, those martial artists in the Xuanwu realm put down the box and opened it on the spot. A burst of pearly brilliance made ordinary people watching in the dark scream.

When are they qualified to receive gifts from others? This is the first time since they were born.

"Go back!"

As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling face, but after Tang Lichuan saw the things sent by the other party, he didn't give a good face and scolded.

The man surnamed Huang in Sangyu village looked stiff. Before he could speak, he heard Tang Lichuan's words slowly: "I said, I'll only give you an hour to deliver the tribute. Whether you're really stupid or pretending to be stupid, you only have half an hour left! Take these things to send beggars, go back, think about your answers, and see me again!"