Xing Luo smiled and nodded, walked to Yang Shanqing's side, covered his right hand with a gentle light yellow vitality, and said with a smile: "The toxins in the scapula and calf have been drained out by the medical staff. The right scapula is only necrotic, while the calf is necrotic." It gave birth to a poisonous thorn,"
As he spoke, Xing Luo poured gentle vitality into Yang Shanqing's right shoulder blade, and the necrotic muscles also recovered and bloomed with vitality.
Then Xing Luo transferred his gentle vitality to his calf, and a wisp of nine-colored flames swept in, directly burning out the small black thorn. Then he quickly pulled away the nine-colored flames, covering the calf with his gentle vitality. Hidden diseases are cured directly.
"Okay," within five minutes, all the toxins that had troubled Yang Shanqing for nearly ten years had been cured by Xing Luo.
"Okay," Yang Shanqing was obviously stunned. He just felt that his right shoulder blade and right calf were getting warmer. He shook the injured area in disbelief and found that there was no pain and he felt a little stronger.
"The poisoner is probably at the level of a real-world powerhouse. This kind of poison can only be detoxified by the poisoner himself, and the most powerful person at a higher level than him can use his internal power to crush it and force it out. That is to find someone who can Only a master who uses poison can do it. Ordinary medical care can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. He will die from the poison in at least fifteen years," Xing Luo clapped his hands with a smile and said softly.
In terms of the poisoner's methods, it was obvious that the poisoner had used the most powerful killing move. It could be said that the poisoner wanted to take Yang Minglei's life.
"I've expected it a long time ago," Yang Minglei sneered, and an extremely strong murderous intention flashed deep in his eyes. If Yang Shanqing hadn't jumped out to help him block the move, in less than fifteen years, he might have been killed on the spot with his old bones. died.
Thinking that his younger son has been living in a life worse than death these years, Yang Minglei has a murderous intention, and he knows that the enemy is right in front of him, but he can only face the enemy who hurt his son with a smile on his face.
"Do you need help? Zhihui and I are like brothers, and his relatives are my relatives," Xing Luo said with a gentle smile.
"No need, I believe I can solve it, and this is a family matter," Yang Minglei waved his hand dejectedly and shook his head, as if he had aged several dozen years.
not good.
Seeing the death energy suddenly coming out of Yang Minglei's body, Xing Luo suddenly thought something bad was wrong. The figure immediately stepped forward, and the gentle vitality exploded all over his body, wrapping Yang Minglei's whole body, and forcibly connected the limbs, bones, eight extra meridians, and muscle meridians. Directly nourish and strengthen.
In an instant, Yang Minglei jumped directly from not being a warrior to becoming a great master of the virtual realm. His body was also filled with strong vitality, and his whole person seemed to be glowing with the mighty sun.
At this moment, Xing Luo also had no choice but to lose his strength. Yu wanted to sit on the ground with a face as white as paper, but was supported by a stalwart figure.
"You know you can't do it, but you still insist on it," the silver figure slowly revealed his face, Xiao Jie shook his head helplessly, and the green light containing the regeneration breath poured into Xing Luo's body. His strength was reborn again, and his complexion recovered instantly. rosy.
"Old man..." After Xing Luo recovered his strength, he saw this majestic figure and asked strangely: "Why did you come out? It's such a dark night, shouldn't you be gentle and gentle with mothers?"
After knocking on Xing Luo's head, Xiao Jie shook his head and said, "I just felt your breath suddenly weakened. I thought something happened to you. Who knew you were looking for death yourself?"
Hearing this, Xing Luo stuck out his tongue slightly. He has the god of death and is extremely sensitive to things like death. Moreover, Yang Minglei just now clearly showed an aging and tired state. It felt like he had been holding on for dozens of years. years, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"Xiao...Your Majesty Xiao Mian," when Yang Minglei and Yang Shanqing saw Xiao Jie, their legs trembled slightly and they quickly said hello.
Xiao Jie is the uncrowned king in the most powerful country in the world, the territory of the United States. However, not only in the United States, but also in the United Kingdom, France, Germany, Italy, and even China, he is the uncrowned king.
What's more, Xiao Jie's whereabouts are elusive, no one knows where Xiao Jie is, and there is no one stronger than Xiao Jie in the world. Even a powerful being like Fu Xi cannot defeat Xiao Jie.
This is the conclusion reached through discussion.
Therefore, even if Yang Minglei is one generation higher than Xiao Jie, he can only respectfully say "Your Majesty Xiao Mian."
"No need to be polite, I like this kid Zhihui very much. He is a great talent." Xiao Jie smiled slightly, reached out to touch Yang Zhihui's head, and chuckled: "Besides, this kid Zhihui is a brother of a brat like me. In less than ten years, this child will definitely regain the glory of Mr. Yang,"
"Your Majesty's auspicious words," although Xiao Jie said there was no need to be polite, Yang Minglei had done everything he had to do. He couldn't let this great god feel bad because his descendants were brothers with the Xiao family's young prince. .
"Xiao..." Yang Zhihui wanted to call Yang Minglei together, but Xing Luo stopped him.
"Zhihui, don't call me Mianxiabu Mianxia, my father is your father, just call him old man from now on," Xing Luo curled his lips and said.
"Call Uncle Xiao," Xiao Jie glared at Xing Luo and then said to Yang Zhihui.
"Uncle Xiao,"
Hearing this, Yang Zhihui's little face was also a little nervous. He had heard many legends about the man in front of him. In the past, the Xiao family was just a family that was about to decline, but this man single-handedly carried it up, and finally brought everyone together. The world looks up.
"The things are done, why don't you go back first? I'll help you ask Binglan girl to come over and have sugar water together. Your great-grandmother has cooked mung bean candy," Xiao Jie nodded with a smile and said to Xing Luo.
"You go back, it's better for me to find her myself, otherwise it will appear that I am not sincere," Xing Luo shook his head and said, "I just told Grandpa Yang that I would go to the Lin Mansion to visit Grandpa Lin,"
"I know, just pay attention to safety," Xiao Jie nodded, and then said to Yang Minglei: "If you have time, you can go to the Lin Mansion to sit more often. Grandpa and the others spend their days leisurely. If there are more people, there will be more excitement. ,"
"Zhihui, Uncle Xiao is very optimistic about you. You are mature and stable. You don't have the dandy mentality of being born in a big family. Keep working hard. If you have any difficulties, go to the Lin Mansion. Someone will help you solve it. Don't be polite to uncle. Uncle Xiao still has something to do. Just leave first,"
After talking to Yang Minglei, Xiao Jie said to Yang Zhihui, and then disappeared directly from where he was.
(It's a bit late, I'm sorry. I don't know if Chapter 5 will come out. If it doesn't come out, it will be tomorrow. Don't wait any longer. The third update will be resumed tomorrow. If the first update is not made up for today, it will be the fourth update. Even,)