In the tree-lined path, a woman in black and an old man walked side by side.
The woman is tall and looks like a jade flower, and her line is full of fragrance when she moves, attracting bees and butterflies to surround her. The old man's temples were white, and there was a wisp of goatee on his chin, but the old eyes flickered from time to time.
The two came to the foot of a mountain. The woman looked at the mountain top in the distance, her beautiful eyes glanced at the old man beside her, but her tone was slightly angry: "Zhuo Fan, you better be honest. If you let me see that you have a hint of unfavorable intentions against Black Wind Mountain, I will definitely not let you go."
"Ha ha ha... Miss Lei rest assured, the old man is here to find out the truth, not to take revenge. Besides, what can I do by myself?" The old man shook his head and said.
With a cold snort, Lei Yuting didn't go to see him, and walked straight forward: "Also, if Xiao Cui hurts a hair, I won't let you go."
"Don't worry, I took Xiaocui hostage. First, because we still can't trust each other, I always have to save myself. Second..." Zhuo Fan took a deep look at her and said mysteriously. "That's also for your good."
"Good for me?"
Lei Yuting looked at Zhuo Fan suspiciously, but Zhuo Fan shook his head and stopped talking, leaving only Lei Yuting's doubts.
In this way, the two continued to climb the mountain side by side, without saying much on the way. Until I came to the middle of the mountain, I encountered the first hurdle of Heifeng Mountain.
"who?"
A big man dressed in black jumped out and stopped the two of them. But when he saw that it was Lei Yuting, he immediately bowed respectfully and shrank: "Uh, it turns out that the lady is back. Didn't you go to Fenglincheng? Why..."
"Come back and do something!"
Lei Yuting raised her arrogant cheek, without even looking at that person, and walked straight up the mountain.
"This person is Yang Ming's person."
Suddenly, Zhuo Fan said quietly, "You told me that your mission to Fenglin City is extremely secretive. How would a little guardian know?"
Unconsciously, Lei Yuting thought about Zhuo Fan's words, frowning slightly.
She originally believed in Yang Ming, but she had been reminded by Zhuo Fan these days that she remembered many unusual things. Just as the current guardian knew her movements, she would never take it seriously before, but now she is full of doubts.
"Look at it, when we go up the mountain, Yang Ming will go out to greet him." Zhuo Fan secretly laughed, and his pace could not help speeding up a lot. Looking at Zhuo Fan's back, Lei Yuting felt conflicted, but hurriedly followed.
Soon, the two of them passed a few more levels, and finally came to the top of the mountain, and the gate of Heifeng Mountain suddenly appeared in front of them. Because Lei Yuting led the way, Zhuo Fan, who was dressed as an old man, was completely let go without anyone asking him about his identity.
However, just as the two were about to enter, a personal figure suddenly appeared inside the Zhaimen.
This person is seven feet tall and handsome, but his handsome face always carries an evil smile. Zhuo Fan only glanced at it and saw that this person must be Yang Ming.
"Look, your whereabouts have been fully reported." Zhuo Fan raised his eyebrows to Lei Yuting, as if he had won the game.
But Lei Yuting had no intention of joking with him, and the complexion on his face became more and more serious.
Along the way, Zhuo Fan had already told her his conjectures, especially about Yang Ming who might be the dark child arranged by Nether Valley in Heifeng Mountain.
Lei Yuting didn't want to believe that this was true. After all, this man was the one who was engaged by her righteous father. It is difficult for her to believe that the man whom everyone, including his foster father, trusts so much, will be someone who has been inserted in to destroy Black Wind Mountain.
But everything he saw and heard along the way was consistent with what Zhuo Fan said.
Biting Zhu's lips lightly, Lei Yuting looked at Yang Ming with complicated eyes, but still bite the bullet and walked up.
"Sister Yuting, shouldn't you be in Fenglincheng? Why did you come back suddenly?" Yang Ming smiled slightly, stepped forward to greet him, and turned to Zhuo Fan who was aside, and asked, "This is..."
Lei Yuting hesitated for a while, and tentatively said: "Brother, Qianlong Pavilion is really not easy to provoke, and the people in Nether Valley are unreliable. This action is too risky, so I let them sit still and watch the changes."
Hearing this, Yang Ming's face changed unconsciously, and Zhuo Fan could even clearly see the killing intent deep in his eyes.
"Sister Yuting, Master treats us as kind as a mountain. For his old man, even if we sacrifice our lives, how can we be so greedy for life and fear of death? Besides, how can we not repay Master's hatred?"
"Of course I know this, it's just..." Lei Yuting frowned and gritted his teeth. "We can't ignore the lives of our brothers. This is a second-rank alchemist I found, if he can save the foster father. Then, we can wait for the foster father to recover from his injury before taking revenge."
At this time, Zhuo Fan hurriedly stepped forward, arched his hands, and said with a smile: "Hahaha... The old man can cure all kinds of diseases. Any trauma, internal injury, intractable diseases, the old man will be cured by medicine..."
"Huh, if you are so capable, you have been supported by the family a long time ago, and you still use it to cheat everywhere like you do now?"
Before Zhuo Fan finished blowing the bull, Yang Ming waved his sleeves and said angrily: "Junior sister, only Huilongzhang can heal people injured by Huilongzhang. Don't you believe in being a brother?"
Hearing these words, Lei Yuting thought of all the past events with Yang Ming on weekdays, and couldn't help but hesitate.
Zhuo Fan hurriedly stood up again, stood between the two, looked at Yang Ming and said, "Little brother, give me a chance. I am really good at healing injuries."
"roll!"
Yang Ming was angry and slapped him. Zhuo Fan could clearly feel the fierce palm wind, but he didn't dare to hide, so he gritted his teeth and took a palm.
bump!
He didn't use any martial arts, but the palm of his first entry into the Bone Forging Realm hit his heart firmly, and immediately shot him ten meters away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"If you don't let it be cured, you won't be cured. Why do you hit someone?"
Zhuo Fan supported the ground, stood up with difficulty, unconsciously vomiting another mouthful of blood: "The old man is very old, but he can't hold a few palms. Girl, I won't take your business, bandit's. It's really hard to do business."
"What did you say?"
Yang Ming got angry on his face and raised his palm again, but was hurriedly stopped by Lei Yuting.
"This gentleman was invited by me. If you want to hit him, hit me first."
"Hmph, let him treat you if you like it. If this kind of quack doctor treats the master badly, I will never let you go." Yang Ming flicked his sleeves and walked in angrily, not looking anymore. Lei Yuting glanced.
Lei Yuting felt a little wronged, and came to Zhuo Fan angrily, and glared at him: "It's all because of you, brother he ignored me. I shouldn't have believed you, brother, he cared so much for his foster father, why? May harm the foster father?"
"Miss Lei, didn't your foster father teach you how to recognize people?" Zhuo Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and chuckled lightly: "But that's right, he knows everything himself."
Lei Yuting was taken aback, her face full of doubts.
"It depends on the person, not what he says, but what he does."
The corner of Zhuo Fan's mouth curled up, and the evil smile said, "He didn't let me treat him just now because he didn't know my strength. But after he tried his hand, he felt that my strength was inadequate, so he let me treat him again. You say, he Is it good or bad for your foster father?"
Unconsciously, Lei Yuting recalled what happened just now, and removed all Yang Ming's words, only thinking about his actions. Sure enough, everything was the same as Zhuo Fan said.
Even when Yang Ming flicked away, she seemed to see his seemingly nonchalant smile.
Could it be that…
Thinking of this, Lei Yuting didn't dare to think again. Because she kept thinking about it, her heart might be very painful, maybe she couldn't control herself, and went to question Yang Ming.
When the time comes, both of them will die here.
Seeing everything in his eyes, Zhuo Fan stood up and patted her shoulder: "Let's go, I will look at your foster father's injury."
"You liar, just act in an acting, really go and watch it." Lei Yuting couldn't help curling her lips, her voice was a little choked.
Zhuo Fan let out a laugh, and shrugged indifferently: "Even if you are acting, you have to perform a full set. Besides, the show hasn't finished yet."
As soon as the voice fell, Zhuo Fan walked straight in, Lei Yuting took a deep breath and followed closely. Although the front is the scene she doesn't want to see.
The two of them walked along, staring at them with hundreds of eyes around them.
At this moment, Lei Yuting actually felt that these eyes made her so uncomfortable. The reverent gaze on weekdays was like a pair of surveillance eyes at this time.
When the two of them came to the main house of the mountain, they walked through the door and saw that Yang Ming had already arrived. He held a bowl of porridge in his hand and fed it spoon by spoon to the immobile and speechless old man on the bed.
"A liar, if there is anything wrong with my master, you are the only one to ask."
Seeing the two of them coming, Yang Ming put the porridge bowl on the table fiercely, glared at them angrily, sat aside, and moved out of the bed.
Zhuo Fan chuckled inwardly, walked slowly to the old man's bed, and observed his injuries.
However, when he put two fingers on the old man's veins and entered Yuanli to observe, he was slightly taken aback. Then, everything became clear.
"Master Ling has no trauma!" Zhuo Fan shook his head and said quietly.
Reluctantly rolling his eyes, Yang Ming snorted disdainfully, "Huh, do you still need to say that?"
"But Master Ling... also has no internal injuries!"
The pupils shrank slightly, and when Zhuo Fan's voice just fell, Yang Ming's hands tightened unconsciously.
Originally, he thought Zhuo Fan was just a four-fold cultivation base, and he had no abilities, but he didn't expect to be diagnosed by him that the old man had no external or internal injuries. Could it be that...
In an instant, the killing intent flashed in Yang Ming's eyes!
"There is no trauma or internal injury, so how can my foster father stay still?" Lei Yuting didn't believe that Zhuo Fan would diagnose. He always thought he was acting, but you should act like it.
There is no injury at all, how do you explain that a strong bone-forging master suddenly becomes like this
Zhuo Fan touched his nose, an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "The old man of Lingshi's illness has been found. It is a foreign body entering the body!"
Snapped!
Suddenly, a corner of the table was abruptly broken by Yang Ming. The old man on the bed stared at Zhuo Fan fiercely. Desperately trying to say something, but unable to speak.
But the excitement is beyond words...