Super Field Energy Controller

Liu Taichong smiled and said: "Commander Wang pays special attention to the second lady's every move. If the second lady becomes interested in and pays attention to someone, he will become more nervous as long as the other person is a man. Other than that, he is quite He is responsible and easy to get along with..."

"To put it simply, you are wary of any man who may approach the second lady. Do you think you can win the heart of a beauty?" Yang Fan sneered and shook his head, saying, "He really has low self-esteem."

Liu Taichong was startled, and realized that the word "inferiority" should not have anything to do with Wang Zexiu, who was outstanding in all aspects and could be called a hero among men. However, after hearing what Yang Fan said, he thought carefully The aftertaste is like chewing vegetable roots, which has a unique flavor.

Isn't this just inferiority complex? If she didn't have a certain level of lack of confidence in herself, how could she care about all the men the second lady paid attention to and came into contact with?

At this time, the group of people, led by Liu Taichong, arrived in front of two thick wooden doors more than three meters high. Four people stood outside the door. At this moment, their eyes glanced at them with suspicion.

"Old Liu, didn't Duke Xingyuan tell you to be on guard outside? Why did you bring people here?" A gray-haired old man frowned.

Another elegant middle-aged man slightly raised his hands and said to Lin Shuhao: "Headmaster Lin, who are you?"

"Mr. Hong."

Lin Shuhao also knew this middle-aged man, and he was a confidant of Duke Xingyuan. The first time he saw Duke Xingyuan, this middle-aged man was standing behind him.

He hurriedly returned the gift, and then said with a guilty conscience: "I heard that the Third Young Master had a problem with Kaitianmen, so we came here to see if we could be of any help."

Liu Taichong nodded at this time and said to the crane-haired old man: "That's true. Master Lin was concerned about the safety of the third young master, so he volunteered to use a life-saving Nine Mysterious Needles, even at the expense of his own life, to help the third young master tide over the difficulties, because The situation was urgent and there was no time to communicate, so I brought them in directly. "

When Lin Shuhao heard the words "volunteer", he felt bitter in his heart and had no words to express. If he really wanted to say it, he was completely forced to go to Liangshan by Yang Fan who had a lotus mouth.

"Oh?" The four people outside the door looked at Lin Shuhao with different eyes, each with a certain degree of suspicion.

An old man with a thin face and narrow eyes snorted coldly and said directly: "It's really ridiculous. I have never heard of any life-saving Nine Mysteries Needle in my life, and it needs to be used in a way that consumes life. Mr. Liu, you He is also an old man in the government, how can he listen to such absurd words? "

Liu Taichong's face darkened, and he looked at the other party with indifferent eyes and said: "You and I are very clear about the situation of the third young master. Regardless of whether it is true or false, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, it is better than doing nothing. Third manager, don't you think so? ?”

"Hmph!" The thin old man hummed softly, his sharp gaze falling on Lin Shuhao's face like a needle prick.

Mr. Hong nodded slightly and said, "In that case, I'll go in and let you know."

After saying that, he knocked on the door gently, then pushed the door open through a gap that only allowed one person to pass through, and entered.

At this moment, Lin Shuhao had the last bit of luck. If Xingyuan Gong didn't believe in the so-called Nine Mysterious Needles of Life-saving and directly refused to let them enter, then nothing would happen.

In contrast, Yang Fan was quite leisurely, and his eyes swept over the four people. In his eyes, except for the third manager who was competing with Liu Taichong, the biofields of the other three were at completely different levels. The cultivation level is higher, but it is still not comparable to the old flower farmer I met the day before.

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The old flower farmer thought he was well hidden, but he didn't know that in Yang Fan's eyes, his cultivation was invisible.