Soon, An Tianming, who was in a coma, began to tremble violently, as if he had been exposed to high-voltage electricity.
After trembling for about two minutes, An Tianming was suddenly shaken, sat up from the stretcher, opened his eyes, and said: "Why am I here?"
An Dajiang, who had been watching nervously from the side, was overjoyed to see his precious son wake up, and immediately approached him: "Tianming, you finally woke up! How do you feel?"
An Tianming heard his father's voice and immediately looked at him: "I feel very good!"
"Really? Is there anything wrong or uncomfortable with your body?"
An Dajiang couldn't believe it, so he asked An Tianming again.
"Of course it's true! I feel fine!"
As An Tianming spoke, he got up from the stretcher, stood on the floor, and stomped his feet deliberately.
Seeing that An Tianming was back to his "lively and vigorous" appearance, An Dajiang was overjoyed and quickly thanked Taoist Master Rusong: "Thank you so much, Taoist Master, you are truly a god!"
"Thank you! Thank you!"
Taoist priest Rusong was very helpful, but on the surface he responded very modestly.
Wang Mian also had a smile on his face. After all, he was the one who invited Taoist Master Rusong, which gave him extra face.
Although Anjia paid a heavy price for this, it had no impact on him.
"Master Taoist, please take a seat. I will immediately ask the tea master to brew a pot of the best Dahongpao for you!"
An Dajiang said this to Taoist Rusong respectfully.
Taoist Master Rusong nodded and said with a smile: "Mr. An actually knows that Pindao has good tea. He is really thoughtful..."
"If you can make friends with an expert like the Taoist Master, just a cup of tea is nothing."
An Dajiang also smiled and his mood became better.
After An Tianming regained consciousness, he quickly remembered what happened last night, gritted his teeth and said to An Dajiang: "Dad, you must avenge me!"
After a night of tossing and investigation, An Dajiang already knew the general story of what happened. He nodded and said to An Tianming: "Don't worry, Tianming, I will definitely make the person who harmed you pay a heavy price!"
"It's necessary! Especially that bitch Min Yuehua, and that man named Su Yuan! Dad, you must catch them, and I will repair them properly!"
An Tianming said gloomily, with a cruel and violent light bursting out of his eyes.
An Dajiang promised that as long as he could vent his anger on his precious son, he would do it.
What's more, An Dajiang has long coveted the Min family.
As for Su Yuan, although An Dajiang has never met him, in his heart, Su Yuan has been listed as a must-kill target.
Listening to the conversation between the An family and his son, Taoist Master Rusong was indifferent and instead chatted and laughed with Wang Mian.
For a "worldly master" like Taoist Master Song, as long as there are enough benefits, he doesn't care what is right or wrong, good or evil!
At the same time, Su Yuan in the Pengrui Hua Mansion villa already knew everything that happened in the An family.
Then Su Yuan sneered: "Hey, An Tianming, you are too happy too early, the show is officially starting now..."
After saying that, Su Yuan activated his consciousness and then grabbed it in the air...
"ah!!"
An Tianming, who was far away in Anjia's mansion in Huacheng, suddenly felt a sharp pain under his body. He suddenly let out a scream and threw himself forward and fell to the floor. His forehead hit hard on the hard stone.
A big bag was knocked out on the floor.
This sudden change startled An Dajiang, Wang Mian and Taoist Master Rusong who were sitting on the sofa next to them drinking tea.
Afterwards, An Dajiang was the first to react, got up and rushed over.
Wang Mian also stood up and stepped forward...
"Tianming! What's wrong with you?"
An Dajiang stretched out his hand with great distress, trying to help An Tianming up.
"Wow!!"
Unexpectedly, An Tianming suddenly shouted again, his body bounced off the floor and hit An Dajiang.
A huge force surged out of An Tianming's body, almost knocking An Dajiang to the ground.
An Dajiang staggered back a few steps, and then stood firm with the stake. He looked at An Tianming in surprise. He really couldn't understand why An Tianming's strength suddenly became so great?
After An Tianming stood up, he opened his mouth and let out a strange cry of "hoohoho..." and waved his limbs randomly, looking like he was having a mental illness.
"Tianming, why have you become like this?"
Seeing this, An Dajiang didn't care so much anymore and hurriedly moved forward again, trying to hold An Tianming's arm and stabilize his body.
An Tianming suddenly straightened up, like a zombie in a zombie movie, jumped up with a whoosh, then hit the sofa next to him hard, and then fell to the floor.
Daochang Rusong, who was still sitting on the sofa, suddenly couldn't hold the tea cup firmly in his hand. He hit it on the coffee table with a bang, and the hot tea splashed onto his face, making him twitch all over.
But Taoist Master Rusong no longer cared about his dignity, and hurriedly looked at An Tianming. It didn't matter, his face instantly turned as pale as paper, and a burst of ice appeared from behind, going straight to his scalp.
I saw An Tianming throwing himself on the ground, his limbs twitching, his eyes turning red, his clothes lifted up, and a dazzling bloodstain appeared on his back.
This blood stain looked like a bicycle chain strung together, with streaks of bright red blood stains oozing out.
Immediately afterwards, blood stains oozed from An Tianming's facial features, and soon it flowed all over his face, making him look like a bloody man. It was simply shocking!
"Tianming! You...what's wrong with you?"
An Dajiang's face turned red with anxiety, but he did not dare to touch An Tianming, fearing that it would make him suffer as much as before.
Snap!
Before An Tianming could respond, a sound that tore through the void suddenly sounded.
ah!!
An Tianming let out a scream, and a new blood mark appeared on his back, as if an invisible whip had struck him hard.
"Is this..."
When Taoist Master Rusong saw this scene, his eyes widened immediately, and something ancient and terrifying suddenly came to his mind.
"Taoist Priest, what on earth is going on?"
Wang Mian was a relatively calm one. After hearing Taoist Master Rusong mutter something, he opened his mouth to ask him.
"What he has... seems to be a kind of god-controlling spell!"
Taoist Master Rusong expressed his inner judgment.
"The God Controlling Spell? Isn't this thing lost long ago?"
Wang Mian was startled and hurriedly said: "I have read an ancient book, which records that this kind of god-controlling spell was lost as early as the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. According to common sense, it should not appear!"
"It has indeed been lost for a long time. Am I wrong?"
Taoist priest Rusong murmured, his eyes focused on An Tianming, his expression gloomy and unspeakable.
An Dajiang was even more confused and asked Wang Mian and Rusong hurriedly: "Mr. Wang, Taoist priest, what are you talking about?"