"Ah--" Seeing Song Wansan sit up, not only was the Song family's nephew shocked, but Miao Fenghuang also stopped moving.
Song Jinyu exclaimed: "Dad, aren't you dead?"
"Mr. Song!"
The Song family's nephew reacted and was ecstatic, and never expected that Song Wansan was not dead.
Hua Qingfeng and the others looked confused. Song Wansan was obviously dead, so why did he survive again?
After Miao Fenghuang was stunned, she also smiled grimly: "Song Wansan, are you pretending to be dead?
You are still as cunning as ever."
"But it's okay if I'm not dead. I can slowly cure you and torture you, and wait until the 18th to sacrifice you."
Her smile was very gloomy: "Do you know how long I have been waiting for this moment?"
Song Wansan was still weak and looked weak: "If I don't pretend to be dead, how can I attract you out?"
Hearing this, the audience was in an uproar. Unexpectedly, Song Wansan pretended to be dead to lure Miao Fenghuang.
Miao Fenghuang sneered when she heard this: “Turn me out?
So what if I lead me out?”
"I'm stupid, I'll lead you out, of course I'll kill you."
Ye Fan picked up another apple and nibbled it: "If I guess it's good, Mr. Song knew that you would set up this killing game when you came out of the mountain."
"He knew that people like you lived in a dark place and were not easy to find, and they had extraordinary methods. With your ability, you would definitely destroy the Song family without showing up."
"So if you want to deal with you, Miao Fenghuang, Mr. Song can only find a way to lure you into the air, and then a thunder strike can kill you, the big enemy."
After seeing Miao Fenghuang and the others' methods, Zhu Changsheng and the others nodded together, agreeing with Ye Fan's words.
To deal with Miao Fenghuang, only by finding a chance to fight head-on can she be killed.
Otherwise, she would hide in the dark, and even a thousand people would not be able to kill her. On the contrary, she could easily poison any target.
Putting some poison in the water source will cause deaths.
Miao Fenghuang's eyelids twitched and she smelled a trace of danger, but she soon returned to peace.
She didn't take Song Wansan and others seriously.
"In order to lure you out, Mr. Song is worried and worried about your revenge, making him restless."
Ye Fan looked at Miao Fenghuang with bright eyes: "Then pretending to be sick naturally."
Hua Qingfeng was shocked: "Pretending to be sick?
But his pulse is obviously different."
The other doctors nodded similarly: "Yes, no instrumentation can be detected."
Ye Fan did not break the turtle breathing technique of Song Wansan: "There is a difference in the pulse and it was deliberately created by Mr. Song. I guess he took some kind of medicine and stone to make his body like that."
"Mr. Song got a heart disease and was worried about being too much, so he ended up lying in bed and waiting for death. This process is reasonable and will not make people suspect that he is pretending to be sick."
"After all, he was frightened." "Mr. Song knew very well that for the great significance of sacrifice, Miao Fenghuang and the others would not let him die early."
Ye Fan pointed out Song Wansan's plan: "So he used his sudden death to lead the Phoenix out."
"I understand that as long as Mr. Song died before 18th, Miao Fenghuang will definitely come out to find out what's going on."
Zhu Changsheng also figured it out: "As long as she appears, she will have a chance to fight to the death."
"Yes, Mr. Song has this idea. He has made sufficient preparations, but he lacks the opportunity to 'sudden death'."
"After all, it's not just a 'stop death' or authoritatively certified death. Miao Fenghuang will never show her face easily."
"She will also consider the ambush trap and will test it and appear again."
"In this way, Mr. Song will easily reveal flaws, because he pretended to be sick and was concealed by Mr. Song and others, and there were too few people who could cover it up."
"I don't know what the Song family means to offer a 10 billion reward today, but it gives Mr. Song a chance to die suddenly."
"I took Mr. Song's pulse and suddenly he was not sick." Ye Fan pointed at Song Wansan: "But he seemed to be dying and was about to hang up at any time. I guessed that he pretended to be sick and lured Miao Fenghuang."
"So Brother Ye helped me."
Song Wansan laughed: "He saw that the ninth needle of the Sancai Tongyou of Mr. Hua was wrong, so he pretended to exaggerate and said that if this needle was continued, people would die."
"He also spitted blood in his mouth and said his symptoms of shrinking his body."
"Actually those reactions were not the ninth acupuncture, but he added conviction to me "sudden death".
"Think about it, after Mr. Hua's ninth injection, I showed the symptoms that Brother Ye said." "Is it true that Brother Ye is good at medical skills that also shows that I was indeed killed by the ninth injection?
And Mr. Hua is also incompetent to make up for his fate.”
"In this way, I will steal the clothes and die medicine stones and put myself into a state of fake death. Do you believe that I am dead?"
The doctors nodded subconsciously.
Hua Qingfeng smiled bitterly, pointed his fingers at Ye Fan and Song Wansan, and was almost scared to death by the two of them.
"Everyone believes that I am dead and keeps staring at me, I will notify Miao Fenghuang as soon as possible."
Song Wansan looked at Miao Fenghuang: "She saw that I died early and could not sacrifice, so she would definitely come to verify it, and at the same time she crushed my bones and raised me ashes."
"Everything was as expected. When I heard that I was dead, Miao Fenghuang appeared."
"The only unexpected thing is that Brother Ye, a god-assisted assistant, not only helped me to promote the plan, but also directly stabbed Bai You."
He became more curious: "I just don't know how Brother Ye can see that she has a problem?"
"As Mr. Song said, Ye Fan didn't hide anything: "Your every move is staring at, so you suddenly die. The person you stare at is equivalent to dereliction of duty, and you will inevitably come out to save you in a hurry."
"She saved you, not a conventional medical technique, but a worm. I decided that she was related to Miao Fenghuang at that time."
"I think she is Bai You because I think she is similar in age and has a similar temperament."
Ye Fan looked at Bai You who fainted and smiled and said, "Of course, no matter who she is, I will stab that knife."
As soon as the words were revealed, the audience was silent. I never thought that things were so complicated and contained so many traps.
"Excellent, wonderful" Miao Fenghuang clapped her hands gently after hearing this, and a hint of joking appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I have to say that Song Wansan is an old fox, and a series of scheming really lured me out."
"I have to say that this young man's seven orifices is so delicate that he can not only see that Song Wansan is not sick, but also help him with the help of the situation."
"Just what's the point?"
"Faced with my absolute strength, what's the value of you calculating too much?"
"The result is that I'm killing a chicken or a dog," Miao Fenghuang showed a domineering aura: "Not to mention a thousand people in the Song family, even ten thousand people, I can kill them all."
"What if there is someone who is not afraid of your poison?"
At this time, another cold voice came from the door, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present.
When Song Jinyu and the others looked, their faces changed slightly, and they saw Song's mother, Song Huakai, and Grandma Xiong and her group appeared.
Twenty-eight most powerful masters of the Song family.
They were wearing masks, soft armor, and their throats were wrapped in protection, and in short, they were armed to their teeth.
Song's mother was as strong as ever, and led Grandma Xiong and the others to press towards Miao Fenghuang: "Miao Fenghuang, your death is here!"
Miao Fenghuang sneered and said, "You can deal with me too?"
"We took the Seven Star Life-Sustaining Pill."
Song's mother had a cold look on her face: "I'm not afraid of your poison for twenty-four hours."
"So today, you die, I live!"
Twenty-eight people surrounded them in an instant.
Ye Fan looked at Song Wansan and sighed: "Old man is so bad."