"Long Lao, you have been injured and need to suppress the opponent's aura with the five dragon energy. Moreover, the opponent's palm can slowly consume your blood, which will not work in the long term." Chen Yu said.
"There's nothing I can do about it. Alas, I'm old and not as good as before. If it were my heyday, I wouldn't take that guy's breath of red light back at all." Mr. Long sighed slightly.
"Brother Yu, can you help Mr. Long?" Gu Ping asked with a glimmer of hope.
"Of course." Chen Yu said with a slight smile: "I can help Mr. Long expel the breath of red light from his body, and I can also help Mr. Long return to his peak."
"Are you serious?" Mr. Long looked back at Chen Yu in surprise, and asked with some uncertainty.
"Mr. Long, Chen Yu is very skilled in medicine. He might really be able to help you." Gu Ping said with a smile.
"I have a Miyuan Pill here, which should be helpful to Elder Long." Chen Yu took out a Miyuan Pill and handed it to Elder Long: "Just take it."
Mr. Long took the Mi Yuan Dan from Chen Yu's hand and put it down without hesitation.
"Mr. Long..." The guard behind Mr. Long was surprised. He didn't know Chen Yu, and the origin of the medicine was unknown. Why did Mr. Long swallow it in one gulp?
"Haha, don't panic, I can trust Xiao Chen, and I'm so old, even if something happens, I will die without regrets." Mr. Long said with a smile.
A group of people looked at Mr. Long nervously. This gray-haired old man was the belief of the three armies. He was believed to be a god in the army.
Although he has not left the base for thirty years since he was injured, enemies outside the country are afraid of him whenever he is mentioned.
As Mr. Long took the medicine, a slight change began to appear on his body, and his brows furrowed slightly.
"Mr. Long, how are you feeling now?" someone asked cautiously.
"Hot, the first feeling is heat." Mr. Long frowned slightly. He felt that the strength that had been entangled in him began to gradually decline.
And there was a trace of heat in his Dantian that slowly began to flow out, and he felt that the whole body was extremely hot.
"Don't be impatient, Mr. Long. I'm here to help Mr. Long." Chen Yu stepped forward, shook his right finger at Mr. Long, gave a clear shout, and sent out a finger force along his finger, straight into Mr. Long.
Dantian.
As Chen Yu's finger force came out, Mr. Long felt a roar in his body, and an extremely strong and overbearing heat burst out from his dantian.
The stream of heat exploded like a barrel of dynamite ignited by fire, and the stream of heat traveled up and down his body like rolling thunder.
Suddenly, Mr. Long let out a long roar, clenched his fists, and a domineering air flow condensed on his body. It exploded with a bang, and a dragon-shaped shadow snaked upwards along his body and sank into the top of his head.
The true energy transforms into a dragon, and the bloodline is reshaped.
Mr. Long shouted violently, and the strong air current forced everyone around him to take three steps back involuntarily. His eyes widened with fighting intent, and his white hair actually turned black at this moment.
Mr. Long has ancient bloodline, and now Chen Yu's Miyuan Dan has helped him return to the peak of cultivation. Even he looks as if he is decades younger.
"Okay, okay." Mr. Long clenched his fist, and the powerful power of blood was condensed between his fists. He looked at his right fist full of power, and his expression was shocked.
He never thought that one day he would be able to return to his peak. This was simply impossible before.
Originally, he thought that after fighting against the Half-Step Saint Raider, he would retire for the rest of his life, but now that his strength has returned to its peak, he can almost return to the battlefield.
"Congratulations, Mr. Long, you can return to the battlefield in the future." Chen Yu smiled slightly.
"You're not bad, young man. No wonder Old Man Gu praises you so much. It turns out you are really capable." Mr. Long looked at Chen Yu approvingly. He nodded slightly and said, "Well, I, Long Fusheng, have never done anything in my life.
I owe no one, today, I owe you my life."
"If you are of any use to my old man in the future, just ask."
"Mr. Long, you don't have to be polite. You kill the enemy on the battlefield, and I help the world. We are all doing it for the common people in the world." Chen Yu said with a smile.
"Haha, that's right. It's all for the common people in the world. Come on, young man, stay here today. I'll have a few drinks with you." Mr. Long laughed.
When Chen Yu was at the military base, something unexpected happened to He Lingyun on the other side.
Since Chen Yu came back, He Lingyun has diverted power in the company, and she has tried her best to spend as much time as possible with her mother and son.
She bought some things in a supermarket in a mall today and planned to go home and cook.
This shopping mall has ten floors. The first floor below is a supermarket, and there is a huge square in front of the shopping mall.
There were many people in the square, including stall owners setting up street stalls and some parents taking their children to play in front of the fountain in the square.
He Lingyun finished shopping and was about to sit in the car accompanied by Mu Xi.
At this moment, a little girl with a dirty face ran over carrying a flower basket: "Auntie, can you buy some flowers?"
Several bodyguards quickly came forward and stopped the little girl. The little girl looked at He Lingyun with a pitiful look.
The flower basket she held in her hand contained more than a dozen roses. She was thin, her hair was messy, and she was wearing clothes that were old for who knows how long.
"Kid, where are your family members?" He Lingyun waved her hand to signal the bodyguards to retreat. Although the little girl was dressed in tatters, she could still see a bit of cuteness in her eyes.
If she is dressed up, she must be very beautiful, but she looks like she is only five or six years old. Who has a five or six-year-old child selling things?
"My mother is sick and my father passed away." The little girl lowered her head and said timidly: "Auntie, please buy some flowers, otherwise I won't have money to buy medicine for my mother."
"How much does it cost you?" He Lingyun felt a trace of compassion in her heart, and she leaned down and took out a flower from the basket.
"Twenty yuan a piece." The little girl looked at He Lingyun expectantly.
"Okay, I want it all, Mu Xi, give her more money." He Lingyun said.
"Yes." Mu Xi nodded, turned around and went to the car to get money.
"Thank you, auntie, you are such a good person." A sweet smile appeared on the little girl's face, and she raised the flower basket in her hand and gave it to He Lingyun.
He Lingyun stretched out her hand to pick it up, but at this moment, a glimmer of light flashed in the little girl's eyes.
"Mr. He, be careful." The bodyguards around He Lingyun are not ordinary people. He is always paying attention to the surrounding situation.
The little girl's eyes changed, and he immediately felt something was wrong. He rushed forward and stood in front of He Lingyun.
Almost at the same time as he rushed forward, the little girl turned her right hand, and a two-foot-long dagger appeared in her hand. She raised her hand, and a blood streak appeared on the bodyguard.