"Originally, after my treatment, the Dragon King can still have a month, but Dong Chen just triggered the yin and yang snake poison in the Dragon King's body, so he may not be able to survive for long."
"How long can it last?"
"Conservative estimate, one week." Ye Qiu then added: "So, we must find someone to treat the Dragon King as soon as possible."
Zhao Yun nodded calmly.
Return to Yunwu Mountain.
After getting off the car, the Dragon King asked Zhao Yun: "How is your injury?"
"It's ready."
"Okay?" Dragon King was a little unconvinced.
Zhao Yun showed his arm and gave the Dragon King a look.
Seeing that the stab wounds on his arms were completely gone, and even the skin had returned to its original state, as if he had never been injured before, the Dragon King was greatly surprised and asked, "Did Xiaoye treat you?"
"Well, his medical skills are very good." Zhao Yun said.
The Dragon King thought to himself, this is not only powerful, he is simply a miracle doctor.
In just a short time, even the skin recovered. Even if Hua Tuo were alive, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to do it.
At this moment, a guard ran over quickly and reported: "Dragon King, there are guests waiting for you inside."
"Who?"
"I don't know what his name is. He is dressed in green clothes and looks like an ancient person..."
"Okay, I understand." Before the guard could finish speaking, the Dragon King waved the guard away, and then whispered to Ye Qiu and Zhao Yun, saying: "Nine thousand years old is already waiting for us at home, be careful what you say later.
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"Um."
When I walked into the gate, I saw Cao Yuan sitting on a wicker chair in the yard from a distance, fanning himself with a cattail leaf fan in his hand.
"Greetings to Nine Thousand Years Old."
The Dragon King and Zhao Yun knelt on the ground and shouted loudly, but Ye Qiu stood aside motionless.
"Why don't you kneel down?" Cao Yuan looked at Ye Qiu and asked.
Ye Qiu looked directly into Cao Yuan's eyes and said: "I will kneel to the sky, kneel to the ground, and my parents in the middle. No one else will kneel."
"Aren't you afraid that I'll be angry if you don't kneel down?" Cao Yuan's voice turned cold.
"Not afraid."
"Why?"
Ye Qiudao: "Those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters. Nine thousand years old, you have the world in mind, and you will be the one who will achieve the hegemony of the king in the future. You will not care about these insignificant things, let alone a junior like me."
Cao Yuan smiled and scolded: "You are a very sharp-tongued kid, and your ability to flatter someone is quite good."
"Nine thousand years old, Ye Qiu has found your assassin. His name is Dong Chen, and he is the leader of the Jiangzhou branch of the Wushen Sect." The Dragon King quickly reported.
"Really? Good job."
Seeing that there was no look of surprise on Cao Yuan's face, Ye Qiu understood that Cao Yuan not only knew that the person who assassinated him was a disciple of the Wushen Sect, but also knew Dong Chen's identity.
Damn it, you know it and you still ask me to check it, isn’t this a trick on me? Old thing.
Ye Qiu cursed secretly in his heart.
"Nine thousand years old, now that the murderer has been found, do what you said before still count?" Zhao Yun asked.
"Of course it counts."
Hearing this, Zhao Yun was overjoyed and said gratefully: "Thank you Nine Thousand Years Old."
"Don't thank me in a hurry," Cao Yuan said: "Although Ye Qiu has found the murderer, and I will not kill the Dragon King as promised, the Dragon King must give up his position as the boss of Jiangzhou."
"This is natural." The Dragon King has long since given up on being the boss.
Cao Yuan then said: "Leave Jiangzhou to Ye Qiu from now on!"