Doctor Hu was standing beside Ye Long's bed with the antidote in his hand.

He confirmed with Ying Shaolong for the last time: "Can you really control him?"

"He has only half his life left. It's not a strange thing to be scared to death, are you sure?"

Ying Shaolong stood in the bed and nodded solemnly: "Believe me."

Inject one injection of medicine.

The drug took effect quickly, but Ye Long woke up slowly between one or two breaths.

He looked around in confusion.

When he saw Doctor Hu beside him, he did not respond.

Seeing the instruments all over his body, he did not respond.

His eyes wandered around the room and finally fell on Ying Shaolong.

Ye Long's eyes suddenly widened: "You! It's you!"

He jumped down and pulled the bottle of the airbrush, and the ping bells were covered with fragments.

Because the effect of the tranquilizer remains, Ye Long kneeled on the fragments with a bang.

The two knees were covered in blood, and the glass fragments were completely gone.

He felt no pain at all.

There seem to be two personalities in the body.

A person with a tits and claws are full of teeth and wants to win Shaolong to death.

Another personality is very scared and just wants to hide away.

The two personalities are pulled in Ye Long's body, competing for the right to go.

Then he pulled it on the glass fragments.

This caused Ye Long to suffer many new injuries.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Doctor Hu hurried to the cabinet to get a tranquilizer.

Ying Shaolong watched for two seconds, waved his fingers lightly, and his spiritual power fixed Ye Long's hands and feet.

Ye Long fell back to the hospital bed and put out the word "big", unable to move.

This bound pain seems to have reappeared yesterday.

He couldn't help but remember the day when Ying Shaolong was caught.

He was nailed to the ground and unable to move.

"Ahhhhhh!" Ye Long howled in despair, like a wild animal that fell into a trap.

Members of the Anbu were attracted.

Ying Shaolong raised his hand and let them stay outside.

"Yelong, I can keep your existing cultivation." Ying Shaolong said softly.

His voice was not loud, and he was even covered by Ye Long's howling.

Ye Long stopped the sound instantly, raised his head, and looked at Ying Shaolong in disbelief.

"What did you say?" Ye Long said hoarsely.

"I said I can keep your existing cultivation." Ying Shaolong waved his hand and asked the Ancient Army to retreat, "Come and make a deal?"

...

In the evening, Ying Shaolong went to Feng Lao's office with what he wanted.

I ran into the corridor with a sad face.

During this period, Feng Laos sent Sun Wuhua to tutor Feng Xiuxiu.

So Ying Shaolong didn't see him for a while.

"Captain Sun, what's wrong with you?" Ying Shaolong called him.

As the representative of the leader, Sun Wuhua has always followed Mr. Feng with all his heart, and rarely saw him look helpless.

"It's you." Sun Wuhua's expressionless face.

Because of Feng Xiuxiu, he doesn't like to win Shaolong very much.

But as a man, he admires Ying Shaolong again.

"It's nothing, it's just that Mr. Feng is in trouble. I'm trying to figure out a way."

Sun Wuhua is neither innocent nor indifferent.

Ying Shaolong was curious: "What's the matter? Maybe I can help."

"You? Forget it." Sun Wuhua waved his hand, "Not everything can be solved by force. Do you understand the scheming that Mr. Feng needs?"

"Attack Ye Long's heart?" Ying Shaolong asked.

"Do you know again?" Sun Wuhua frowned, feeling a little unhappy.

How to win Shaolong can you guess anything.

Is he a God?

Ying Shaolong smiled mysteriously: "I came to solve this problem."

He asked Mr. Feng to pry Ye Long's mouth open and let him cooperate with the plan.

However, Mr. Feng seemed to be unable to do so.

"Hmph, Ye Long is not easy to deal with, your plan is the best to work." Sun Wuhua sneered.

Attacking one's heart is not a competition, just knock one down.

In Ye Long's case, his only wish was to die.

How could it be possible to cooperate well?

Mr. Feng is in charge of the five major legions, knows people and responsibilities, and can't the skill of distinguishing one's mind be compared to a young boy?

It's a bit arrogant.

Sun Wuhua admitted that Ying Shaolong was the most powerful ancient martial artist in the Great Xia Kingdom in terms of cultivation.

But it is not certain about strategy.

The two walked into the office together.

Mr. Feng is having a headache about this matter.

Seeing Ying Shaolong coming, Mr. Feng showed embarrassment.

After all, Ying Shaolong has already taken such a big responsibility and cannot do such a small matter well.

As the leader of the five major legions, where is the old face?

"Why are you here?" Mr. Feng didn't look at Ying Shaolong.

"this."

Ying Shaolong took out his cell phone and clicked on the video.

"It was me, Ye Long, who fooled you. It was indeed the key to entering the Phantom Sea Continent."

"But that key is in the hands of the Eagle Kingdom. It was just because I hated the ancient martial arts of the Great Xia Kingdom that I released fake news."

Ye Long's hoarse but fluent voice came from the video.

His expression was natural, even with a little sneer, as if he was mocking the person who believed his words.

"How did you get it?" Mr. Feng approached the video in surprise.

Ye Long, who is talking in the video, has an independent consciousness, and does not seem to be coerced by force.

"Give him some sweetness." Ying Shaolong said modestly.

Sun Wuhua, who was standing beside him, looked a little embarrassed, and he had just talked a little too much.

Unexpectedly, Ying Shaolong did not come to provide a solution, but gave the result directly.

He snorted dissatisfiedly and walked to the side silently.

Ying Shaolong didn't say anything, just smiled.

Mr. Feng didn't notice Sun Wuhua and watched Ye Long's video from beginning to end.

Very good rumor-refuting video.

How Ye Long pointed his finger at the ancient martial arts of the Great Xia Kingdom before, and now he pointed at the Eagle Kingdom.

Mr. Feng asked Sun Wuhua, who was unaware of the inside story.

"Do you think Ye Long's words are convincing?"
To be continued...