In today's battle, the Su family paid a heavy price!
But even so, the door to the Han family was still tightly closed.
You must know how expensive it is to cultivate a loyal and acquired master!
Not to mention the nearly twenty Qi Refining cultivators hired by the Su family with huge sums of money!
After the fierce battle between Han Tai and Ye Feng just now, only thirty of the hundred acquired masters were left.
These thirty people were more or less injured.
As for the Qi Refining monks, there are only five left!
Even the Su family cannot afford such a heavy price!
Su Xiangwen wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Su Xiangdong.
"Listen to Long'er. Long'er, give them medicine and regulate their breathing for ten minutes."
"In ten minutes, everyone, attack together!"
"yes!"
Su Binglong responded.
After all, he is the disciple of Yangxi witch Gu Laodu.
Whether it's poison that harms people or medicine that saves people, he can make it!
Ye Feng fell to the ground as if he was out of strength, sweat rolling down his forehead as time went by.
He could even hear the beating of his heart clearly.
The strength of the limbs is passing away.
Ye Feng's eyelids were heavy.
He doesn't even have the strength to stand up now.
The people of the Su family are watching eagerly in front of us!
Ye Feng didn't know when they would rush up.
He... couldn't hold it any longer.
No!
no!
Xueyi!
Ye Feng has never begged anyone.
But at this moment, he could only take out his cell phone tremblingly and dial the number of Zhou Bitong, the beggar of Xuebei.
Hum…hum!
Listening to his heavy breathing, Ye Feng felt that his eyes were getting more and more blurred.
finally.
Next second!
The phone was picked up.
"Master, help me..."
Ye Feng bit the tip of his tongue to prevent himself from passing out completely.
He underestimated the shamelessness of the Su family, fell into a plot, and died without mercy!
But even if you are going to die.
Before he died, he had to make one more plan for Xueyi.
Ye Feng didn't know if Zhou Bitong would be willing to help.
After all, although the two are called master and apprentice, they don't get along much.
But now, Ye Feng has no other choice but to make this call.
"Save Xueyi."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time.
"Feng'er, as a teacher, I cannot be contaminated by the cause and effect of the world..."
Ye Feng closed his eyes suddenly and felt another wave of dizziness.
On the other end of the phone, Zhou Bitong was still talking, but Ye Feng could no longer listen.
The phone goes off.
His eyes were turning black, and the poison had taken over his heart.
At the same time, at the foot of Wanshou Mountain.
Zhou Bitong looked at the hung up phone and slowly closed his eyes.
"Feng'er..."
His lips were blue, and he was holding on to the tree trunk with both hands, struggling to stand up, but his legs had no feeling.
Five meters away from him, there was an old man about his age.
The old man in black has three silver needles stuck in his forehead!
If Su Binglong were here, he would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance. This person is his long-awaited master, Yangxi Laodu!
The scene was full of traces of the aftermath of the great war.
It turns out that as soon as the news came out that the Su family had sent a war message to the Han family, Zhou Bitong started to rush to Jiangnan.
He is just Ye Feng's disciple.
Of course, it is impossible to just let the apprentice be bullied by the old guys from the Su family!
Who would have thought that just when he arrived in Jiangnan, he would meet an acquaintance behind him!
Yangxi old poison!
Zhou Bitong quickly figured out the purpose of Yangxi Laodu's visit.
After learning that he actually went to the Su family to help, is this okay?
Zhou Bitong and Lao Du were once like brothers, but later they turned against each other due to some things.
In recent years, Zhou Bitong would not set foot in any place where Yangxi's old poison was found.
It's not that he can't beat Lao Du.
In fact, Xuanbei Divine Beggar is as famous as Yangxi Laodu, and even ranks above him!
I have avoided fighting for most of my life.
But this time, Zhou Bitong couldn't just watch the old poison go to Longevity Mountain!
Hence the present situation!
He used all his strength to use three injections to make the old poison sleep for three years!
But he himself was seriously injured and his foundation was destroyed, and he was never able to practice again.
Zhou Bitong smiled bitterly.
"I think I have been able to help the world by hanging a pot, but now that I am here, I can't even save myself!"
"cough!"
The only thing he is worried about now is his apprentice Ye Feng.
Zhou Bitong gasped suppressedly, his eyes flying to Wanshou Mountain...
The entrance of Han Mansion.
Corpses littered the fields.
Ye Feng lay at the gate, breathing heavily.
The poisonous gas attacks his heart. Now that he can't channel the gas, he can't detoxify himself.
Even though Zhou Bitong refused to help him just now.
Ye Feng never blamed him in his heart.
What Zhou Bitong said is right. Entering the foundation building stage is considered a serious monk.
If you are always tainted with the secular world, you will be disturbed by cause and effect and your Taoist mind will be shaken.
My thoughts gradually faded away.
A sweet and fishy feeling surged out of his throat, and he spit out a mouthful of black blood.
Vomiting out with black blood.
Ye Feng strangely discovered that there seemed to be a faint light shining on his dantian.
As the glimmer of light came on, a faint sigh came from my ears.
"My son Ye Feng..."
"Who? Who's talking?"
He spoke hoarsely.
The glimmer of light flashed by so quickly that he almost thought he had seen it wrong.
Even the sound disappeared.
When Su Binglong saw this, he couldn't help but sneer: "It seems that the medicine has taken effect. Master once said that those who take this medicine will lose all their power in a quarter of an hour and will be left alive!"
"I think Ye Feng is fast!"
Su Xiangwen glanced at the thirty acquired masters and five Qi refining monks who were still crossing their legs to adjust their breathing.
"How much longer?"
"Soon." When Su Binglong thought that he was going to twist off Ye Feng's head with his own hands, his facial features twisted in excitement.
Ye Feng originally thought that the voice and the bright light in his dantian just now were an illusion.
But the next second!
A warmth surged out of his Dantian, and he could clearly see that the toxins in his body were completely solidified.
Although it was not completely eradicated, it did not continue to spread.
There's still time!
Ye Feng decided in his heart and sat up cross-legged.
Su Binglong was very confident in the medicine he made himself.
So when he saw Ye Feng sitting up again, he just thought he was struggling to his death and didn't care.
Seeing everyone gradually recovering.
The eyes of everyone in the Su family fell on Su Xiangdong.
Su Xiangdong sneered, holding his breath and concentrating.
"superior!"
The next moment.
The sound of fighting sounded again.
This time Su Xiangdong personally joined the battlefield and rushed out with his men.
The ear-splitting shouts of killing instantly reached the Pearl Hall.
Han Xueyi's heart felt as if it was grabbed hard by a big invisible hand, so heavy that she couldn't breathe!
Everyone fell silent quickly and looked at Han Xueyi.
The housekeeper held the transfer letter of Ye's Pharmaceutical Factory in his hand and stood beside Han Xueyi, so that in case of any unexpected situation, he could hand over the transfer letter as soon as possible.
Han Xueyi calmed down and smiled.
"Let's continue."
It was the most critical moment for the auction of longevity needle agency rights, she couldn't be distracted!
At this moment.
A female voice came from the private room next to Zhou Si.
"Wait a minute."
Everyone was originally looking at Han Xueyi, but then they all turned to the private room where the sound came from.
Han Xueyi glanced at the housekeeper.
The butler immediately took out the visitor list and wanted to find out who was sitting in the private room.
But he glanced twice, his expression hard to read.
"Uncle Han?"
Han Xueyi shouted curiously.
The butler then slowly shook his head: "According to registration, this private room should be empty."
Originally there shouldn't be anyone in this private room!
But now that someone is sitting in it openly, he is derelict in his duty!
If it weren't for the wrong time, the housekeeper would have knelt down to apologize now!
"It's okay." Han Xueyi shook her head.
Just as she was about to speak, she heard the woman say with a smile.
"My surname is Xia. I took the liberty of visiting because I am too curious about these two medicines. I think Miss Han won't care about me, right?"
Your surname is Xia?
Everyone looked at each other.
Everyone present is from the same circle in Jiangnan. How come they don’t know which family has the surname Xia?