He was really afraid of what he was going to get. After he reached out and touched Mislow's pulse and vitality and checked it, the dark old man basically knew that this must be poisonous dragon poison. Read the latest and most complete novel
Suddenly, he also thought of the old man who had tormented him to death and made him love and hate him.
But he never expected that he would be punished as soon as he said the dirty words, and the old guy would appear alive behind him!
Looking at the old man who was a head shorter than him and with a stooped back, the dark old man hesitated for a long time without uttering a single word.
Next to him, Emperor Ye was dumbfounded by this scene.
Heaven and earth, the dark old man who has always been the only one in the world actually has a master he is afraid of!
God, you really treat me well!
Ye Huang felt a little happy in his heart.
"Senior, I haven't seen you for sixty years, but you are still in good spirits!"
Putting his hands together, Mr. Zhao here greeted him respectfully.
What happened back then, although I and my old partner suffered a lot, the benefits we gained were even greater.
Generally speaking, this old man whose voice and appearance have not changed much in the past sixty years has been a great favor to them!
"Xiao Zhao is still polite." Nodding, the old man looked at the dark old man with his hands behind his back.
"Beitang Haotian, old man, I gave you a hard time back then and you were too petty. Do you still remember it in your heart now?"
In one sentence, the faces of everyone in the audience changed!
Beitang Haotian didn't expect that this old guy would expose his identity that he had concealed for decades.
The expressions of Ye Huang, Mia, Ye Qingmei and Qinglong also changed, and they looked at the dark old man with some dumbfounded expressions.
"Senior, are you really Beitang Haotian? The one from the Beitang family?"
Even though Ye Qingmei was usually calm, she couldn't be calm now.
Maybe Ye Huang and the others still don't know what Beitang Haotian represents, but it is impossible for Ye Qingmei and Qinglong to not know.
The true founder of Long Yan, the man who single-handedly created the military world Long Yan to compete with other forces in the world after the fall of Xuanyuan Society, Beitang Haotian, the so-called man buried on Babao Mountain, was actually alive in front of him.
What’s even more incredible is that he is Ye Huang’s master!
"Old man, you...are you Xiaoxue's grandfather?"
Different from his aunt's thinking, the first thing Ye Huang thought of was the relationship between Beitang Xue and Beitang Haotian.
Because of his relationship with Beitang Xue, Ye Huang knew a lot about some things about the Beitang family.
When I was in Africa, my master's actions seemed a bit weird, but because Beitang Haotian was buried on Babao Mountain, I never dared to think about it.
Now that Kesel's master has appeared and directly revealed his identity, I'm afraid he can't lie.
However, what puzzled Ye Huang was why his master wanted to remain anonymous?
"Old partner, the matter has come to this, there is nothing to hide, we are all our own."
Next to him, Mr. Zhao Danqing and Mr. Zhao sighed and persuaded.
"Senior, you came over and exposed the secret I had kept for decades with just one sentence."
Looking at the somewhat sloppily dressed old man in front of him, Beitang Haotian said with a wry smile, and he accepted it as soon as he said it.
"Yes, I am Beitang Haotian, the one whose Beitang family is buried on Babao Mountain, Beitang Hongfeng's father, and Beitang Xue's grandfather!"
"You brat, now you know why I protect Xue'er?"
After knocking Ye Huang on the head, Beitang Haotian said with some annoyance.
It seemed that he had let go of the secrets he had hidden in his heart for many years. Beitang Haotian suddenly relieved the burden from his heart, and he felt a lot more relaxed.
"Hehe, I know, I know. In fact, I had some doubts when I was in Africa, but I didn't dare to think about it. It's better now. Should I call you master or grandpa?"
Ye Huang had a headache.
It seems that you can make a little less money by calling me master, but you will suffer a bit by calling me grandpa...
"When Xue'er is away, call her master! When you are with Xue'er, call her grandpa!"
Staring at his disciple, Beitang Haotian's eyes were full of love and doting at this moment.
This boy is both his apprentice and his grandson-in-law, and he keeps quarreling with him.
But as a master, how could he not be proud of this boy?
"Old man, you are quite good at thinking of ideas, so I'll do what you want! Emperor Ye smiled and thought that this method was sound, so he didn't say anything else.
"Senior, I was just trying to hide my identity. I'm very disrespectful. Please forgive me."
Just like Zhao Danqing, Beitang Haotian put his hands together and apologized to the ascetic.
"It's rare that you have tolerated it for decades. I'm just a bad old man, not that particular. It's fate to see you here this time. In this way, I heard my apprentice say that you are planning a big thing in the West. Originally, I didn't want to
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It seems that there is someone I am looking for, so I will help you. Also, if you two are free, you can go to India to find me. I will teach you a few volumes of Buddhist scriptures. It may not work if you fight, but you can live a hundred more lives.
Eighty years is easy."
"Thank you, senior, for helping me!"
With just one sentence, Zhao Danqing and Beitang Haotian's expressions were shocked, and then they turned into expressions of great joy, and they quickly clasped their hands in gratitude.
They knew it was the right time to come to the West.
If it were anyone else who said this, the two of them would definitely think that the other person was crazy, but they believed this senior 100%.
The other party's ability is all-pervasive, and he has already seen it before, so what else is there to doubt?
"Okay, there's not that much fuss. I'm here to save people this time. We can talk about other things after we save people."
He waved his hand, but the old man was very carefree and casual.
When he said this, everyone cheered, and everyone quickly moved out of the way. Zhao Danqing and Beitang Haotian, both of whom were in their seventies or eighties, followed behind as if they were juniors.
"Yes! It was indeed a poisonous dragon Gu. It's a pity that the person who cast the poison was a bit weak, so the poisonous dragon Gu was destroyed by him."
Walking closer without touching the unconscious Mislow, the old man suddenly concluded.
Later, Ye Huang and Mia secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but they also cursed.
What this old man said is not pleasant to listen to. What a pity. We can't kill all the poisonous dragon Gu.
"Disciple, bring me my silver needle!"
"Yes, Master!"
Later, Keser was very respectful and took the other party's package, took a silver needle from it and handed it to the old man.
The latter took the silver needle and, under the gaze of everyone, pierced Mislow's forehead directly.
"Give me the silver bottle! This poisonous dragon poison is extremely rare now, but its survivability is extremely strong. If it is left here, it might harm all of you."
The silver needle in his hand trembled at the center of Mislow's eyebrows. Ye Huang and others saw that the purple-black color that originally covered Mislow's body gradually became lighter and began to converge towards the center of the eyebrows.
As the silver needle in the old man's hand trembled faster, the purple-black blood finally flowed out from between his eyebrows.
With quick eyes and hands, Keser placed the silver bottle below, and the blood dripped into the silver bottle.
The whole process lasted for more than ten minutes. As the old man suddenly pulled out the silver needle, Mislow, who was lying on the bed, screamed, as if he was being stabbed in great pain.
"Old man!"
"Father!"
"It's okay. This injection is called the Dingshen Needle, which stimulates his consciousness. Fortunately, you sent my apprentice back in time. If it had been two or three days later, he would have been in trouble."
The old man handed the silver needle to Kessel.
"Put this silver needle on an alcohol lamp and bake it for seven to forty-nine hours, then bury it, and bury it deeper."
"Yes, Master!"
"Senior, let me do it for you."
Next to him, Ye Qingmei responded.
"Haha, little girl, I know your strength is not bad, but this thing cannot be touched by strong strength. A man who is infected by the poisonous dragon poison can live for ten days and a half, but a woman can't live for more than a few human hours.
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"Then... forget it then."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingmei's palms became sweaty and she didn't dare to pick it up.
After waving his hand, Keser walked out of the room directly and ordered people to find materials such as alcohol lamps.
Here, Mislow slowly woke up on the bed.
"Thank you, senior, for saving me. If it hadn't been for senior's intervention, my life would have been lost on this bed."
Although Mislow's breath was a little weak, his complexion improved a lot because the poisonous poison was cured. He held on to his body and wanted to stand up to express his thanks.
"No need, you kid has saved his life. If things go wrong, these juniors will blame my old man for being too arrogant. Take this pill, it will help you regain your strength."
The old man took a red pill from his body and handed it to Mislow, and said.
"Thank you for your generosity, senior!"
"Thank you again, Mislow took the pill and swallowed it directly, then lay down on the bed again. Mia was so angry that she covered her with the quilt and fell asleep again after a while."
"His vitality is severely injured. Let him rest for a while and let's go out and talk."
After speaking to everyone, the old man walked out with his hands behind his back.
A group of people walked out in response.
Miya held Ye Huang's hand, with joy on her face. Her father was finally out of danger, and the big stone in her heart also fell.
"Tell me how he got poisoned." The old man sat on the sofa and asked with a somewhat gloomy expression.
"That's it, senior!"
The speaker this time was Beitang Haotian. He repeated to the old man what everyone had just explained to them.
Finally, he also told Ye Huang about the poison in Nangong's wind chime.
"So, the person who has bewitched this time is someone named Renault?"
"yes!"
"Westerners?"
"Um!"
"Something doesn't quite match the number. What I'm looking for is an Easterner. How did this Western guy learn this kind of voodoo?"
Holding his cheek, the old man looked a little confused.
"Could it be that he had plastic surgery, or was it not Renault who was the one who poisoned me, but he was just the controller?"
Mia said softly next to her.
"Hey, the little doll's words reminded me that this is really possible. Anyway, I've come here once, and whether it's true or not, I'll just help you."
