"Young Master Ye, the dog's son is domineering. He is responsible for provoking Young Master Ye. Everything has nothing to do with Young Master Ye. Please believe in my sincerity..." Jiang Yuheng was startled and thought Ye Xiu was worried.

With his hatred with Jiang Ziyou, he refused to accept the sincerity of the Jiang family.

"No, no, no, I don't mean that, I mean, maybe I can help him cure that place..." Ye Xiucancan said.

There was actually not much conflict between him and the Jiang family, at least with Jiang Yuheng. Even if it weren't for Jiang Yuheng, he wouldn't have known about his father's news.

Now that he saw Jiang Yuheng's miserable appearance, he felt compassion.

In addition, the one who captured his parents was probably the Blood Skeleton. This is a huge organization spanning many countries. If he wants to get news from his parents or even save his parents, he must be strong enough.

If he can really get the sincere support of the Jiang family, it will be of considerable help to his growth in strength.

"Really?" Jiang Yuheng looked at Ye Xiu with an incredible look. In order to cure his son's function, he invited the best doctors, and even invited several famous doctors from abroad, but the result was all

There was no way, now Ye Xiu actually told him that he could be cured?

"Yeah!" Ye Xiu nodded.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye, for not taking grudges. Mr. Ye is very kind. My Jiang family will never forget it..." Jiang Yuheng once again burst into tears and knelt down to Ye Xiu again.

Ye Xiu was embarrassed to always ask a man in his fifties to kowtow to him, and quickly pulled Jiang Yuheng up from the ground.

"I need to deal with my friend's injuries first. You can go back to Zizhuyuan first. I will come over after I have dealt with these..."

"Okay!" Jiang Yuheng looked at Nightingale with a sword stuck in her lower abdomen not far away. He secretly amazes the woman's endurance, nods, and turns to leave.

From beginning to end, I didn't look at my daughter again.

Ye Xiu naturally understood his mood and walked straight to the nightingale.

Nightingale's face did not change much from beginning to end, as if the sword was not inserted into her body at all. When she saw Ye Xiu coming over, she asked jokingly: "Can you still cure your injuries?"

"certainly……"

"Just treat here?"

"Yes!" Ye Xiu nodded.

The environment here is a little worse, but Nightingale has been pierced through her lower abdomen, so she can't walk around with a sword on her body. No matter how good her physical fitness is, she may leave a root of the disease or even die after a long time.

Nightingale stopped talking, and simply took off the leather jacket outside, and then tore open the elastic vest inside, revealing the wound.

The majestic scenery is also exposed in the area!

Fortunately, Ye Xiu was no longer surprised. After looking at the wound, he found that although the wound was still bleeding, it was definitely not like others. Instead, it was flowing very slowly. The nightingale's body was indeed unusual.

Ye Xiu first took the silver needle from the car, and stabbed the nightingale's wound several times to stop the blood, then took gauze and alcohol and put it aside, then he grasped the hilt of the sword.

“Are you ready?”

"Yeah!" Nightingale nodded, but looked curiously at the silver needles inserted near her wound.

With her control over her body, she can subtly control her muscles and seal her blood vessels, but she can only slow down the blood flow. Now Ye Xiu completely stopped the bleeding with just a few needles, which is not simple.

Is this guy really a doctor?

Ye Xiu was not polite either. He did not treat Nightingale as an ordinary patient at all, and directly drew out his sword.

A muffled groan finally came from the nightingale's mouth.

His brows were also slightly frowned.

Ye Xiu quickly took out a cotton cloth stained with alcohol and blocked the wound. He took out the silver needle with his other hand and continued to prick a few more needles. After the blood flow completely stopped, he took out the muscle-raising Gu and sprinkled it.

On the wounds before and after.

In the nightingale's horrified gaze, the flesh and blood of the wound actually grew at a rate visible to the naked eye?

"What medicine is this?" Nightingale couldn't help but ask.

Such a magical potion is simply a guarantee of life for those like them who are mingling in the underground world.

"Spiritual medicine!" Ye Xiu was too lazy to explain to Nightingale and said casually.

While saying that, he took out gauze to bandage the nightingale.

"Can you give me a bottle?" Nightingale's eyes flashed.

"Yes!" Ye Xiu nodded when he thought that Nightingale was hurting him.

"Then give me a few more bottles?"

"..." Ye Xiu rolled his eyes and frantically. This is not the cabbage on the street, he can do whatever he wants.

At that time, the second senior brother brought about a dozen bottles. He didn’t have many on hand now. It’s good to give you one bottle, how many more bottles are there?

"Hehe, if it's too precious, then give it three bottles..."

"A bottle is considered as compensation for your injury this time..." Ye Xiu was too lazy to talk nonsense to Nightingale, took out a bottle of muscle-raising Gu and stuffed it into Nightingale's hand, turned around and walked towards the car.

Nightingale quickly put away the muscle-raising Gu and followed her while wearing her coat. The blood flow from her wound had completely stopped. According to her estimates, it might take less than a few days to heal completely.

The Longteng Kingdom deserves to have a civilization that has been passed down for thousands of years, and even has such things.

"Don't deal with those corpses?" Nightingale said curiously as he got into the car with Ye Xiu.

"Someone will deal with it, let's go back first!" Ye Xiu sighed softly.

Emperor Yun died, which was considered to avenge Yuan Wenhao and the others. However, after such a thing, Wuxiangmen suffered heavy losses and had no leader. How should we arrange those people next?

Also, what would happen if Yun Feiyang, the owner of Yunjian Tower, knew that his son died tragically at his own hands?

This matter has to be discussed with the second senior brother.

Take Nightingale back to her residence. Perhaps because she had consumed too much effort in the battle, Nightingale rarely looked tired and went straight back to the room to fall asleep. Ye Xiu took out his cell phone and called the second senior brother.

Telephone.

"Young junior brother hasn't been asleep so late?" The warm voice of the second senior brother came from the other end of the phone.

"Senior brother, today I killed another person from Yunjianlou..." Ye Xiu sorted out his words and spoke.

"If you kill, just kill it. Don't worry, they are not as skilled as others, and they deserve it if they die!" The voice on the other end of the phone was very indifferent!

"But that guy who died seems to have a high status in Yunjian Tower?" Ye Xiu said with some trepidation.

"How tall can it be? You kid, it's impossible for you to kill the young master!" The second senior brother opposite laughed.

"Well, it seems that the guy who died is really their young master. He is calling Emperor Yun..."
Chapter completed!