While Song Wansan finished his phone call and continued fishing, Tang Ruoxue and the others were also leaving the desert island on the yacht arranged by Jiang Yanzi.
The deserted island has been exposed, Wolong has broken through, and there is no point in staying.
And Aunt Qing needed a quiet environment to recuperate, so Tang Ruoxue took Aunt Qing to another stronghold.
As the yacht stirred up waves and sailed forward, Wolong stood on the top floor, scanning the sea with indifferent eyes.
He would not allow any more danger to threaten them.
Seeing the calm sea, the sea pigeons flying in the sky, and the tranquility of the years, Wolong slowly withdrew his gaze.
At this time, Feng Chu came to Wolong with a glass of water and two pills.
"This is a great tonic, take it quickly."
Feng Chu looked at Wo Long and said softly: "This is good for your health."
"This tonic was made with ten great treasures of heaven and earth after you spent all your efforts and time."
Wolong looked at Hei Buliuqiu's pills and smiled: "Even if you try your best like this, you can only prepare two pills in ten years."
"It can not only strengthen the foundation and strengthen the body, but also bring people back to life. It is a priceless treasure in this world."
"If you let me eat them, it is equivalent to eating away your ten years of hard work, and it is also equivalent to eating away the opportunities in the future."
"I can't have it, and I don't dare to have it."
He refused Feng Chu's kindness and just picked up the warm water and took two sips.
"You and I share life and death. There is nothing we can't or dare not ask for."
Feng Chu was very stubborn and said: "Hurry up and take it."
"A moment of white hair will not only damage your martial arts foundation, but also overdraw your vitality."
"If you don't take these two Shiquan Dabu Pills, you will make me feel even more guilty for not protecting you."
Her tone was as cold as ever, but her eyes were a little more sad.
It will encourage growth, flourish first and then decline, or even die.
"Fengchu, don't feel guilty. This is really an accident and a fate."
Wolong comforted Feng Chu: "It's not your fault. I've never resented you."
"I am not a noble gentleman. If this pill is really useful to me, I will take it without hesitation."
"It's just that they really don't mean much to me now."
"Eating them will slow down the decline of my body and martial arts for ten days and a half."
"Using this little time to replace two magic pills that bring the dead to life is a waste of resources."
He stretched out his hand and stroked Feng Chu's cheek: "You'd better keep them, they might be useful in the future."
Hearing Wolong's admission that he was overthrowing the seedlings, Fengchu trembled even though he had been prepared for it: "How long can it last?"
"I am now in a state of great perfection, and I can maintain this state for half a year."
Wolong maintained a warm and optimistic smile: "After half a year, it is estimated that it will slip to a new level every three months."
"In other words, I estimate it will take two years to become a waste."
"If I work harder and struggle, I might be able to survive for another half a year."
"Two years is enough time to do a lot of things and a lot of things will happen. Maybe I'll stumble upon an adventure and prevent my demise."
"Besides, it doesn't matter if I become useless. I still have my brain and can still achieve a lot of brilliance."
Wolong calmly comforted Feng Chu, but there was a hint of melancholy in the depths of his eyes.
What he faced was not only the decline of martial arts, but also the unstoppable loss of vitality.
"You won't become useless..." Feng Chu's lips trembled and she wanted to say more but ended up silent.
She could see that Wolong was hiding something from her.
And even if what Wolong said was true, Fengchu still felt sad.
Wolong is a martial arts fanatic. Apart from eating and sleeping, he devotes all his energy and time to studying martial arts.
He is either making a breakthrough in martial arts or on the way to a breakthrough in martial arts.
Over the past few decades, with his talent and doubled efforts, he has not only been promoted to the pinnacle of the realm, but has also made every realm solid.
After being stuck at the peak of the realm for three years, Wolong didn't worry, but instead practiced more quietly.
This kind of peaceful and easy-going mentality gave Wolong a sudden epiphany a few days ago.
Looking at the vast sea and sky of the island, Wolong also told her that he felt that he was about to break through again recently.
And this time, Wolong not only has the confidence to advance to the Great Perfection of the Earth Realm, but also has the confidence to reach the Heaven Realm.
This made Feng Chu very happy.
She believed in Wolong's strength and believed that Wolong, who had been immersed in martial arts all his life, would definitely be able to win God's favor for his hard work.
Unfortunately, he did not expect that at the critical moment, his efforts would fall short. Wolong not only had no chance to attack the heavenly realm, but also faced the decline of his realm due to his efforts.
Wolong, who is now in the Great Perfection realm, will fall to the Mysterious realm one year later.
After working hard all his life, he returned to before liberation in a year or two. How could Feng Chu not feel sad for his old friend?
"Okay, don't think too much. We people who don't even care about death, why are we worrying about this fall in martial arts?"
Seeing Feng Chu's complicated expression, Wo Long knew what she was thinking, and smiled and comforted her: "Put away the unhappy things, so as not to be seen by Miss Tang."
"If she knew that I was short-lived, I'm afraid she would feel guilty in her heart."
"The teacher left the three of us to protect her, so we should take good care of her."
He changed the subject: "By the way, what is the teacher's last instruction?"
Although the three of them are chess pieces left to Tang Ruoxue by the Tang Dynasty, Wolong, who is obsessed with martial arts, basically does not accept outside information.
Everything is handled by Aunt Qing or Feng Chu.
"Once Miss Tang gets the list and activates the three of us, we must protect Miss Tang at all costs."
Feng Chu calmed down the sadness on her face, and her expression became more solemn and cold: "Try to let her take advantage of the internal strife in the Tang Sect to accumulate some strength of her own."
"We can cooperate with Chen Yuanyuan and the Landowners Association, but we cannot let them coerce Miss Tang."
"After moving down Tang Huangpu, Tang Yuanba, and Tang Scout, we must find a way to make the Tang Sect fall apart."
"If Chen Yuanyuan wants to unify the Tang clan and rise to power, then he will unite with the landlords and destroy Chen Yuanyuan's lineage."
She spoke categorically: "No matter what the price, we will make sure that Tang Pingfan dies in peace!"
Wolong nodded slightly and said nothing, but looked into the distance with a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes.
At this moment, Tang Ruoxue, who had finished treating the wound, was just sitting next to Aunt Qing to guard her when her phone started vibrating.
She picked up the answer, and Jiang Yanzi's voice soon came: "Mr. Tang, the spies left to deal with the corpses on the desert island have found something."
Tang Ruoxue's tone was cold: "Speak!"
"They found two numbers on Tang Hailong's mobile phone."
Jiang Yanzi's voice was invisibly lowered, but it reached Tang Ruoxue's ears clearly: "One is the number of Tang Huangpu's confidant Tang Jinchen, and the other is the number from the Song Family Club in Nanling."
"The spies also found a check worth 30 million on Tang Hailong."
"The check was signed to none other than Song Wansan."
"I suspect that besides Tang Huangpu, Song Wansan was also responsible for this attack on you."
She gave her own guess.
"It's Song Wansan again..." Tang Ruoxue's anger suddenly disappeared, but then it disappeared.
She spoke word by word: "Contact the senior management of Dihao Bank for me."
"In addition to preparing the 100 billion loan that Tao Xiaotian wants, you can also raise another 100 billion by selling iron for me."
“If we don’t have enough cash, we will re-mortgage the assets and bonds pledged by our clients.”
"In short, before dawn tomorrow, they must prepare 200 billion, otherwise they will all get out of here."
"Also, contact Mrs. Tang again."
"Tell her that she has been using me as cannon fodder for so long, and it's time to put some effort into giving her a little money."
"You ask her to prepare 100 billion for me, and it will be in my account before eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
"If the money doesn't arrive, I won't play any more in the fight between her and Tang Huangpu."
Tang Ruoxue said simply: "I will even join the Tang Huangpu camp."
"clear!"
Jiang Yanzi looked hesitant and asked, "It's just that Mrs. Tang asked about the use of 300 billion, how should I answer?"
"Let them raise money well, I have my own use for the 300 billion."
Tang Ruoxue's eyes became sharper: "Tomorrow at the Golden Island auction, I want Song Wansan to know what a surprise is..." She couldn't bear Song Wansan anymore.
"By the way, Mr. Tang, there is another matter. I have found out the murderer behind the acid attack."
Jiang Yanzi whispered again: "That round-faced woman was instigated by Miss Tao's confidant Wu Qingyan."
Tang Ruoxue's eyes lit up, then she walked out of the room and said to Wolong and Feng Chu who were walking down: "Wolong, you have to do something..."
