"Tangtang, I have something to talk to them about. You go back to the room first."
Yang Mu turned around and said to Ruan Tang.
Ruan Tang didn't understand why Yang Mu didn't seem to have a good impression of Yang Huan, but she was always obedient and nodded obediently on such important matters.
However, when he walked to the door, he couldn't help but turn around and said to Yang Mu: "Brother Mu, Grandpa Yang is a good man."
When Ruan Tang disappeared at the door, Yang Mu looked at Wei Bingyun and said:
"If I want to do harm to him, do you think you can stop me? Besides, as he is half-dead now, if I want him to die, do I need to do anything? I can just wait for him to fend for himself. Already."
Behind Wei Bingyun, Yang Huan was sitting in a wheelchair, with almost no blood on his face. Even a person who didn't know any medical skills could see that he was like a candle in the wind, and his condition was extremely bad.
It feels like you may die at any time!
"Bingyun, get out of the way, he won't kill me. I'm afraid that in his eyes, I'm not even qualified to be killed by him."
Yang Huan's voice was weak, and it seemed difficult to even raise his eyelids to look at Yang Mu.
Wei Bingyun stepped aside, her face still a little worried.
She knew that Yang Mu didn't have any good impressions of them, people from the Yang family in the provincial capital.
Yang Mu looked at Yang Huan carefully and said: "Your situation is slightly better than I expected, and you are not really about to die. I will help you treat it and let you live for a while."
"You want to help me with treatment?" Yang Huan looked shocked.
Wei Bingyun was equally surprised.
Also, I don't really believe that Yang Mu has a way to extend his grandfather's life. You know, he had visited a lot of famous doctors before, but they were all helpless.
Yang Mu said: "After this, you and I will go to the imperial capital!"
"What...what do you mean?"
Yang Huan had some guesses in his mind and his voice was trembling. He was even more excited than when Yang Mu said he would let him live for a while longer.
Yang Mu said: "Of course I'm going to Shentu's house. There are some things that I should understand. However, before that, there are some things that need to be dealt with first! In short, do you dare to go there with me?
The ugly words are ahead. Although I have confidence, there are no absolutes in this world. Maybe I will never come back and die there."
"Dare! Of course I dare. As a dying person like me, what else can I not dare to do?"
Yang Huan's face turned red with excitement, and then he said worriedly, "I don't care, it's just you, what if -"
"I'll say it again, you can't influence whether I want to take revenge or not. So, don't say any more meaningless words. I will take you to the imperial capital in three days."
It's not that it takes three days to heal Yang Huan, but that Yang Mu himself needs three days to adjust his physical condition and make some preparations.
If he just wants to fight against an ordinary first-grade grandmaster, then there is no need to make any preparations, but the opponent is Ji Qintian, known as the martial arts myth and the Chinese Sword God, so Yang Mu must be more cautious.
He estimated that he had just stepped into the Tianyuan realm. If he were to convert it into the ancient martial arts realm, he would probably be at the same level as Ji Qantian.
In terms of realm, the gap cannot be widened, so if you want to defeat the opponent, you must rely on skills!
What are skills?
Swordsmanship, body skills, etc. are all skills!
Ji Qintian is known as the Chinese Sword God, and he is naturally at the pinnacle in this aspect. Although Yang Mu has no fear at all, he plans to make some preparations in order to ensure nothing goes wrong.
In fact, if he really wanted to have a fight without any suspense, or completely crush Ji Qantian, then he only needed to give himself some more time.
But in fact, even without Yang Huan's sudden appearance, he did not intend to wait any longer.
Rather than becoming stronger and suppressing the opponent with absolute power, it is better to have a competition at the same level. Only in that way can you truly accumulate some useful practical experience!
"Chinese Sword God? Let me show the world that you, Ji Qantian, can never afford the title of Chinese Sword God."
Yang Mu was not interested in Ji Qantian's name.
In China, there are still cultivators like his master who can leave a legacy. How can Ji Qintian, an ancient warrior, be worthy of the title of "Sword God"?
There are no tigers in the mountains, the monkey is the king!
Yang Mu took out the silver needle and inserted it into several acupuncture points on Yang Huan's body. When he saw Yang Huan's face turning rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Duke Dracula was fine, but Wei Bingyun's eyes were round, as if seeing a miracle.
She looked at Yang Mu with even more awe.
The most terrifying thing in the world is the thing that you can't understand at all.
But right now, she couldn't understand this scene at all.
Yang Huan knew that Yang Mu was not an ordinary person, but when he felt the warm breath coming from the silver needle into his body, he was still excited and had mixed feelings.
If Yang Mu is willing to return to the Yang family, then soon the Yang family will become a first-class super family in China!
This thought, as soon as it appeared in my mind, disappeared without a trace in just a moment.
The Yang family is just a small pond, there is no way it can accommodate such a real dragon!
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
These three days were like preparations before a war, but judging from Yang Mu's performance, there was no trace of nervousness at all.
During this period, he also went to Wu Yanmei's place for two meals. As for Shang Qingdai, she didn't come to see him in the past three days.
"It's strange. Is it because she just returned to Tianhai and there are really a lot of things waiting for her to deal with in the group, or is it because of other things that she hasn't come to me again? In the past, she would at least take me to dinner and see me.
Movie."
Yang Mu felt a little suspicious.
Speaking of which, after Shang Qingdai woke up, she did not take the initiative to mention that she had said that she was his woman.
A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea. Even though Yang Mu has been in society for many years and has come into contact with all kinds of women, he still can't completely understand it.
This matter can only be dealt with after returning from the imperial capital.
Early that morning, Yang Mu and Yang Huan got on the plane to the imperial capital.
In a few days, Yang Huan's body became quite strong, and there was no need for Wei Bingyun to continue to follow him. As for Duke Dracula, he was left in Tianhai to act as Ruan Tang's bodyguard.
Not long after the plane entered the capital city, Yang Mu received a call from Xiang Yuan, the Lord of Nantian.
"You came to the imperial capital, what matters do you need to deal with?"
On the other end of the phone, Xiang Yuan asked quite directly.
Yang Mu frowned slightly: "Are you spying on me?"
As soon as he arrived, the other party knew that he was in the imperial capital!
He suddenly realized that perhaps Nantianmen had their own selfish motives for giving him this mobile phone?
If they can use this mobile phone to locate themselves at any time, then wherever they go is under their control!