"Huh?" The white-haired old man was shocked to find that his neck was being strangled.
"Are you that Divine Doctor Xia?" Xia Tian said with an unhappy expression, "Who asked you to pretend to be me? If you tell me, I can make your death easier."
The white-haired old man was shocked and wanted to struggle, but his body could not move at all, so he had to shout again: "Dharma Protector!"
Sure enough, another cold light flashed over.
"Just in time, don't even think about escaping this time." Lan Yiren caught the trail of the cold light this time, took up his ethereal steps, chased after it, and struck it with a palm.
"Crack!"
I saw strange flying insects falling to the ground.
"What is this?" Lan Yiren looked at the thing struggling and twisting on the ground, showing a hint of discomfort.
It was an insect about the thickness of a thumb but over one meter long, with six pairs of translucent wings.
"The guardian insect was knocked away so easily. Who are you!" The white-haired old man's eyes showed a look of astonishment, "Why do you want to ruin my good deeds?"
Xia Tian felt a little unhappy and put a little more force on his hand: "Answer my question, or I'll kill you now."
"Ah!" The white-haired old man immediately screamed and shouted: "I don't know what you are talking about, let go quickly! Otherwise, I will make your souls fly away and you will never be able to escape."
"It seems that you can't understand people anymore, so there's no use keeping you." Xia Tian lost his patience, curled his lips, and gradually increased the strength of his hands.
"Stop, stop!" The white-haired old man felt that his head was about to explode, and he quickly begged for mercy: "I said, I will say anything."
Xia Tian looked contemptuous: "I really don't understand the thoughts of you idiots. If you refuse to have a good communication and insist on suffering a little pain before saying it, you are really stupid as hell."
"Let go first, let go." The white-haired old man's eyes almost burst out of his sockets, and he begged for mercy: "My head is going to explode."
Xia Tian threw the man on the ground as if he was throwing away garbage: "Say it."
"I'm going to see how Miss Xu is doing." Lan Yiren walked into the screen room and sniffed the young woman lying on it.
Fortunately, although the breathing was weak, it was not absent.
"She's not dead yet, but she just can't wake up." Lan Yiren said calmly: "Like the men and women lying here, what's going on? Could it be that she's been drugged?"
Xia Tian said casually: "It's not because of drugs, it should be because someone did something to it."
"I don't know, who are you?" The white-haired old man breathed for a while, and finally recovered. His temper suddenly came back: "I have no grudge against you, why do you want to break in and ruin my good deeds?"
"Pah!" Xia Tian slapped him casually, causing his face to become swollen and several of his teeth to be broken: "Stop talking nonsense and answer my question honestly."
The white-haired old man was furious and obviously a little unconvinced. He immediately flicked his sleeves and robes, bringing out a stream of smelly wind and blowing toward Xia Tian.
"You are playing tricks, right?" Xia Tian said casually: "Those who like to blow in the wind, then you are good at it."
Saying that, Xia Tian pulled the sleeves of the white-haired old man straight up and covered the old man's head.
"Uh-huh--"
The white-haired old man struggled desperately again, making vague calls for help.
"Husband, you are being played to death by others." Lan Yiren quickly reminded: "We still haven't figured out what is going on with these people."
Xia Tian said with a smile: "It's okay, this kind of idiot will die if he dies."
Having said that, Xia Tian still listened to Lan Yiren's words and let go of the white-haired old man again.
"You still have two minutes." Xia Tian said casually.
The white-haired old man was really scared now. If he had been just a second or two later, he would have really died.
A good man doesn't want to suffer immediate losses, so he can only surrender first and then act on his own initiative.
"I tell you everything, what do you want to know?" The white-haired old man showed a frightened look and knelt down towards Xia Tian.
Lan Yiren asked directly: "First, tell me who you are."
"I am Xia Tian, the vice-president of the Tianhai Ancient Medical Association and a famous miracle doctor in Dinlu." The white-haired old man opened his mouth without any hesitation. He could only say that this line was engraved in his bones and it was quite natural.
"You are not Xia Tian." Lan Yiren glared at him and said coldly: "If you don't be honest, you'd better die."
The white-haired old man looked confused, and then said: "I am Xia Tian. My surname is Xia and my name is Tian. I have been named this since I was born."
"Then you can't call me by this name from now on." Xia Tian said lazily: "Because I am Xia Tian, and idiots like you are not worthy of using this name."
"The name was given by your parents. Why can you call me Xia Tian but I can't?" The white-haired old man couldn't understand: "Besides, there are not one million people named Xia Tian in the country, but there are probably 800,000. Do you still want to call me Xia Tian?"
Can we all change their names?"
"I can't care about others calling them Xia Tian, and I don't bother to care about them." Xia Tian said seriously: "But if I meet you, then you must change your name."
Lan Yiren added: "What's more, you are using the name of Divine Doctor Xia in vain. You are clearly deliberately destroying my husband's reputation."
"Are you that Xia Tian from Jianghai City?" The white-haired old man understood at this time and looked at Xia Tian with some surprise: "It's impossible. If you are really him, why are you so young?"
Xia Tian lazily replied: "I'm just so young, do you have any objections?"
"Even if you started studying medicine from your mother's womb, your medical skills wouldn't be that great, right?" The white-haired old man understood immediately, "It seems that you are also lying. Since you are in the same industry, then you have made a profit.
Bounded!"
"Pa"
Xia Tian slapped me again: "Don't confuse me with dead liars like you."
"Stop, stop fighting!" The white-haired old man immediately gave in, "Okay, I admit defeat, I will leave Tianhai City immediately and never show up again."
"It's not that simple." Lan Yiren said coldly: "You still need to explain what is going on here. What do you want to do with so many young men and women?"
The white-haired old man opened his mouth again and said, "I am here to treat Miss Xu."
"Do you think we are as stupid as you?" Xia Tian felt a little unhappy.
"Although I am not a miracle doctor, I am a magician with a Taoist background." The white-haired old man immediately explained: "This is the [Xiao Zhoutian Eight Meridians Soul Condensing Array], which specializes in treating strange diseases such as soul separation. You guys
Of course a layman wouldn’t understand.”
Lan Yiren sneered: "Haha, taking off the girl's clothes and lying on her body is also your technique?"
"That, of course." The white-haired old man said confidently: "This is the secret technique of my sect. I have a yang-prosperous body, which just matches Miss Xu's yin-deficient body. Only when the two blend together, can I
Let her dispersed soul solidify again."
"He's pretty good at making it up." Lan Yiren knew the old man was talking nonsense as soon as he heard it, "Husband, why don't we just kill this idiot."
At this time, the white-haired old man couldn't help but said: "You two, why do you have to do so brilliantly? You are just asking for money. At worst, we will split it 30-70."
"Why, you still want 30%?" Lan Yiren said sarcastically with a half-smile.
"Thirty percent is yours, and I am only 70%." The white-haired old man became anxious and couldn't help shouting: "I'm in trouble this time, but it's not that I don't have the means to counter you, I just don't think it's necessary. The Xu family has plenty of money.
, the worst case scenario is that we can work together to make money.”
Xia Tian said lazily: "I'm in a very unhappy mood now, do you know why?"
"At most, it's 50-50!" The white-haired old man felt a little painful. He had already given in too much: "If you give in any more, it will break up and you won't get anything."
"Bang!"
Xia Tian punched her directly and said unhappily: "I'm not interested in asking for any money, and I'm not interested in taking care of your nonsense. Someone told me that there is a peerless beauty here, so I came here."
"Poof!" The white-haired old man received a punch, and his facial bones were cracked. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of old blood: "Stop fighting, Miss Xu has given it to you. As long as you let me go, I will give you everything."
.”
"How can such an ugly creature be called a peerless beauty?" Xia Tian pointed at Miss Xu who was still in a coma: "She is a hundred times uglier than that ugly girl Liu Han."
The white-haired old man was about to cry: "This is none of my business. I didn't lie to you."
"What you said is right." Xia Tian nodded: "However, I am still in a bad mood, so now I want to beat someone up."
The white-haired old man became anxious and shouted: "You, you are going back on your word. You just said you would let me go as long as I tell the truth."
"What I'm saying is, if you answer my questions honestly, I can let you die a little more happily." Xia Tian chuckled.
When the white-haired old man heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and thought about the logic: "That's not right, you still went back on your word."
"So you are an idiot." Xia Tian said coldly: "Because you didn't answer my questions honestly at all."
"I, I answered it!" The white-haired old man was a little panicked and felt aggrieved: "I answered everything you asked."
Xia Tian looked at him with a smile: "Who asked you to pretend to be me? Have you answered?"
"This...I answered." The white-haired old man hesitated, "I didn't pretend to be you. My name is Xia Tian, but I just happen to have the same name as you."
"I gave you a chance, but it's a pity that you didn't use it." Xia Tian shook his head, showing a disappointed look.
Lan Yiren suddenly felt that Mo Ming was a little cold: "Husband, do you feel... ah!"
Before she could finish her words, a cold light suddenly struck her face without any warning, which caught her off guard, but she subconsciously avoided it with Piao Miao Step.
"Huh?" After Lan Yiren jumped away, she suddenly saw Miss Xu lying on the bed, with a faint light glowing on her body, and then slowly sat up.
When the white-haired old man saw this scene, he immediately laughed wildly: "Okay, great, it's successful, now you are dead."
"Husband, this Miss Xu..." Lan Yiren sensed some danger and immediately retreated to Xia Tian.
"You are so brave to disturb my resurrecting ceremony!" Miss Xu flew up and floated in mid-air, her eyes were completely white, her hair was standing on end, and her expression was quite strange.
Xia Tian still looked careless and asked casually: "Who are you?"
"Haha, I can tell you now." The white-haired old man laughed wildly: "This is the leader of our Xuanshi Cult. You must be afraid."
"What's there to be afraid of?" Xia Tian yawned carelessly, "The Red Moon and Black Evil were all destroyed by me before. You mysterious corpses are just like this."
"You two have good bodies, so you can use them as containers for me."
Miss Xu gave a sharp scolding, and suddenly a strong wind blew up in the room, blowing the dozens of young men and women flying up, merging with her body, and turning into huge monsters.
Then, it opened its mouth and blew out a billowing stream of extremely smelly wind, and countless strange insects flew out.
Xia Tian showed his Dinghaishen Needle and pointed it at the fishy wind.
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang and the huge impact destroyed half of the house.
When I looked again, the monster Miss Xu had turned into had disappeared, and only a huge hole remained in the center of the room.
"Let her run away?" Lan Yiren sighed softly.
Xia Tian said lightly: "You can't run away."
At this time, there was a noise outside the door, and a group of people rushed in.