Ling Han didn't take it to heart. There was a joy in his eyes that no one else could detect.
Wu Qianbo was not bitten by a snake, but a treasure.
Of course, he is not sure yet, but he is quite certain.
"Come on, change your position and put your feet flat." Ling Han ordered.
Wu Qianbo quickly sat down, put his left leg on another chair, and then looked at Ling Han with nervous eyes.
A great alchemist like Yuan Chu would never talk nonsense, so if he said that Ling Han's level of alchemy was above his, then it must be true. Although this was very astonishing, he really couldn't believe it.
Now everyone has become a foil, all looking at Ling Han, this ridiculously young boy.
Ling Han didn't feel uncomfortable at all. In his previous life, he had long been accustomed to being the center of attention. Now he just wanted to confirm his thoughts. He stretched out his hand and tapped Wu Qianbo's leg continuously, stopping every few times.
Come down and take a look.
After a while, he showed a confident smile and said: "Old Wu, I am going to treat you, but it will be very painful!"
"Young Master Han, don't worry. I'm a martial arts practitioner. What kind of suffering have I never experienced? Young Master Han, just let me go and do whatever you want, I'll hold on to you - ah!" Wu Qianbo was speaking impassionedly, but suddenly he let out a scream.
A ball of crimson flame emerged from Ling Han's hand, turning into a sharp edge that was burning Wu Qianbo's skin.
Yuan Chu watched from the side and sighed: "Young Master Han is so blessed that he can fuse a ball of strange fire, which makes me jealous to death!" In front of Ling Han, he naturally didn't need to pretend to be a master.
Strange fire!
When the others heard this, most of them had blank faces. Only Wu Qianbo's eyes showed surprise. He naturally knew what the strange fire was. This thing was extremely rare, and it also had great power.
Want to fuse it?
Sorry, even today's Rain Emperor may not be able to do it. Maybe only the old monster from the Qi family can be subdued.
Ling Han was only in the Juyuan realm, how did he do it?
Wu Qianbo never believed that Ling Han could fuse a ball of strange fire by his own strength. It was very simple. This was the master or family behind Ling Han who helped him. How could he collect a ball of strange fire and let his descendants fuse it?
A big deal?
Thinking of this, Wu Qianbo couldn't help but feel grateful to Yuan Chu. If things had really gotten serious just now, not to mention his treatment problems, Ling Han's terrifying background alone would not be matched by the Wu family.
"Ah!" He turned around and screamed again. He was distracted and forgot the pain for a moment, but it immediately came back, making him crazy and wanted to beat someone.
hiss!
Everyone nearby showed shock, because they saw blood vessels protruding from Wu Qianbo's thigh. But if they looked more carefully, they saw that these blood vessels were constantly twisting, like thin snakes.
Ling Han snorted, and kept tapping, pressing, and pushing with his fingers. Under the burning flames, these thin snakes kept retreating and concentrated towards the ankles.
Wu Qianbo's thighs immediately returned to their normal skin color at a speed visible to the naked eye. The further down, the darker the black color became. It seemed as if it was about to turn into substance and surge out.
So weird.
But Wu Qianbo looked overjoyed, and even a fool could see it. Ling Han was indeed very clever, forcing the "snake venom" from his body bit by bit to the soles of his feet.
It’s just...it hurts! It hurts! It hurts!
As a strong man in the spiritual sea realm, Wu Qianbo's endurance is still very strong. At this time, he could barely hold back his screams, but cold sweat was breaking out in layers, and his legs were constantly shaking.
At this time, all the black color has gathered on the soles of the feet.
Ling Han drew his sword and said: "Old Wu, now I have forced all the 'poison' onto your left foot. It will be fine if you cut it off. Do you think so?"
Dear sister, this is one of my feet!
Wu Qianbo complained in his heart, but he had seen many doctors before, and they all said that his entire left leg had to be amputated to save his life. In comparison, it was much better to just amputate one left foot.
After all, lives are important, and the longer you delay, the more trouble you will have.
"Han, Young Master Han, feel free to take action." Wu Qianbo gritted his teeth and said.
Ling Han drew out his sword and swiped it, a cold light flashed, and immediately a line of black blood spattered out.
He didn't cut off Wu Qianbo's feet, but instead poured blood on the soles of his feet. Under the force of the strange fire, black blood continued to gush out.
Coming!
Ling Han's eyes suddenly lit up, he dropped his sword suddenly, and reached into the black blood, then immediately withdrew his hand. No one noticed that there was something extra in his hand, because he had already put the space ring into it as soon as he took it.
inside.
The black blood continued to be discharged, and soon Wu Qianbo's left leg completely returned to normal, but it looked a little pale, after all, he had lost a lot of blood.
"Okay." Ling Han said.
Wu Qianbo felt it, and his old face couldn't help but smile. He quickly stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Thank you so much, Mr. Han! Thank you so much, Mr. Han!" This snake venom has troubled him for many years, and he has taken countless antidote drugs to no avail, every day.
All must be suppressed with Yuan Power, otherwise the poison will spread to the body and suck his blood.
If not, it would be impossible for him to reach the ninth level while he is still at the seventh level of the spiritual sea, and have the opportunity to impact the divine stage realm.
If the Chongyang Pill had no effect, he really planned to give up the left leg. After all, a living person with a broken leg was much better than a dead person with all four limbs.
Unexpectedly, Ling Han easily solved the problem that had troubled him for nearly ten years.
Awesome!
"Put away those fluffy legs of yours, don't you look good?" Ling Han said with disgust. Now Wu Qianbo's left leg was burned black by him, and the unburned areas were full of hair. It was really bad.
appetite.
"Yes! Yes!" Wu Qianbo was happy now, and it didn't matter that Ling Han's tone was very rude.
"Okay, go ahead!" Ling Han dusted his hands and issued an order to expel the guests.
"Yes!" Wu Qianbo quickly handed over his hand, apologized to everyone in the Jiang family, and picked up the three descendants of the family. Now that the poison was gone, he naturally didn't need to ask Yuanchu anymore and went back home directly.
"You should go back too." Ling Han said to Yuanchu.
"Yes, Young Master Han." At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he wanted to flatter him a few more times, but when he thought that Ling Han lived in the imperial capital and would definitely visit Tianyao Pavilion from time to time, he stopped pestering him and left.
As soon as the outsiders left, everyone in the Jiang family looked at Ling Han with awe.
Ling Han smiled and said, "Why, you don't recognize me?"
"I really don't recognize you." Jin Wuji smiled bitterly, "Even Master Yuanchu and Lord Wu have to treat you respectfully, which makes me really at a loss. Otherwise, I'll call you Young Master Han."
"Fuck you!" Ling Han laughed loudly, "Don't you want to be my friend?"
Jin Wuji suddenly felt warm in his heart. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!