Divine Hint: Reporting An Escaped Convict From The Start

The little girl knelt in front of the young man in the Daoist robe and held the money she had just picked up on the ground in her palm again. She handed it to the young man in the Daoist robe and grabbed his Daoist robe with one hand, begging continuously.

"Yin Yin, get up quickly. Cough, cough… Let's go back."

Beside her, the little girl's mother was also heartbroken when she saw this. If Yin Yin had not been so young and she could not bear to let her daughter live alone, she would have died long ago.

"Damn it, get lost! You're dirtying my clothes!"

The young man's expression was cold and there was no pity in his eyes. He glared fiercely at the little girl and raised his hand to slap her.

"Stop!"

Nearby, Long Zhiming's expression changed when he saw this. He shouted and prepared to charge, but it was too late.

The young man in the Daoist robe was about to hit the little girl.

This little girl was so thin and weak, and the young man in the Daoist robe was a Connate martial artist. It was hard to imagine how the little girl would be beaten up if he continued.

However, in the next moment, the young man in the Daoist robe stopped.

"Hmm?"

Everyone was stunned. What was going on? Had the young man in the Daoist robe come to his senses and stopped?

The young man in the Daoist robe was shocked at this moment.

It was not that he had stopped. It was that he could not move his hand. It was not just his hand.

A suffocating feeling filled his body. The spiritual power of heaven and earth seemed to press against his body.

The next moment, BOOM!

In the void, a powerful invisible force struck the young man.

Bang!

Pfft!

The young man in the Daoist robe spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was blown back heavily and hit the door of the hall behind him. It shattered and he fell into the hall in an extremely sorry state.

There was no statue of an immortal in the hall.

But in the center of the hall, on a futon, sat a Daoist in a yellow robe.

This Daoist priest was fat and wore a bulging Daoist robe. He looked to be in his forties or fifties and had a red face. He had an extraordinary aura. This Daoist priest was the Master Sanyang. Master Sanyang was a name he had given himself. His real name was actually Feng Sanyang.

He had wanted to close his eyes, but at this moment, they suddenly opened. He looked at the young man in the Daoist robe lying on the ground with a gloomy expression.

"Master!" The young man in the Daoist robe immediately shouted at Feng Sanyang.

"Trash!"

Feng Sanyang glanced at the young man indifferently and ignored him. Then, Feng Sanyang stood up and walked out.

The next moment, Feng Sanyang's gaze landed on a young man not far away.

"I apologize for not welcoming you properly! However, Fellow Daoist, shouldn't you give me an explanation for injuring my disciple?"

Feng Sanyang looked at Li Hao coldly, his eyes sharp.

As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, although Feng Sanyang was only at the early-stage Foundation Establishment realm, his senses were extremely sharp. When Li Hao attacked just now, he had sensed that the young man in front of him was also a cultivator, and he was so young.

Someone who could stand there without moving and directly use the spiritual power of heaven and earth to crush his Connate martial artist disciple without him being able to fight back was undoubtedly a cultivator.

Although Feng Sanyang could not see through Li Hao, he already treated Li Hao as an equal. He was so young and should be at the early-stage Foundation Establishment realm.

Expert, this was an expert!

The surrounding people, especially Long Zhiming and the other two, were shocked when they heard Master Sanyang's words.

'Fellow Daoist?'

Was he talking to this young man?

Could this young man also be a… cultivator? Was he the one who attacked just now?

Long Zhiming and the others were shocked and looked at Li Hao with wide eyes.

Beside him, Qin Yaqing also looked at Li Hao in disbelief.

'A cultivator?'

'Li Hao is a legendary cultivator?'

No wonder he could save his grandfather.

The moment Feng Sanyang walked out, Li Hao's eyes narrowed. Li Hao could feel the majestic power on his body.

Li Hao did not know his exact cultivation level, nor did he know how powerful he was now, because Li Hao had never really attacked.

This was the first cultivator Li Hao had met.

Not only was Li Hao not afraid, but he was also filled with fighting spirit as well as anger.

Forget it if this Daoist was a cultivator who did not treat illnesses and save people, but he actually allowed his disciple to do whatever they liked…

Li Hao was really angry.

However, at this moment, "Cough, cough! Cough, cough, cough…"

The little girl's mother kept coughing and covered her mouth with a handkerchief. The next moment, the handkerchief was covered in blood… Then, the woman fainted and was about to fall.

"Ah! Mom, Mom…"

The little girl let out a cry and quickly held the woman. Her expression changed drastically and she panicked. She kept shouting, not knowing what to do…

"Mom, Mom, wake up. Don't die. You can't leave me behind…"

The little girl kept crying, tears streaming down her face.

Seeing this, Li Hao walked slowly over to the little girl and looked at her.

"Little sister, let me see your mother!" Li Hao said gently to the little girl.

"Big Brother, can you save my mother?"

Hearing Li Hao's voice, the little girl looked up at him with anticipation and hope in her eyes.

"Yes!" Li Hao nodded.

"That's great, Big Brother. You have to save my mother! I'll give you all the money," said the little girl excitedly.

Li Hao placed his hand on the woman's wrist and sensed her body.

The woman's lungs were failing.

However…

In the next moment, Li Hao circulated his cultivation power again and injected a wisp of spiritual power into the woman's body. The illness in the woman's body dissipated as if it had met its natural enemy.

Shrug.

At a certain moment, Li Hao's hand landed on the woman's back. He exerted strength and the woman immediately spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"Mommy!"

The little girl's face changed again.

"Your mother is fine!"

However, Li Hao's voice came again.

"Huh? Really?"

The little girl still did not believe him.

However, immediately after…

The woman's face began to flush red. The vitality in her body was reborn with this wisp of spiritual power. Then the woman opened her eyes.

She was awake.

"Mom, you're awake. Mom, you're really awake," seeing this, the little girl spoke excitedly.