The legend of otherworldly comprehension

"Ye Haotian, how are you now?" Nalan Xiu turned to look at Ye Haotian and asked, obviously he also thought that Ye Haotian was seriously injured.

"Ahem, grandpa, Haotian is fine!"

Seeing Nalan Xiu looking at him, Ye Haotian hurriedly lowered his head and replied, and he also called the other person "Grandpa" very cooperatively. At the same time, his performance was still flawless, and Nalan Xiu did not find any flaws.

He was telling the truth. He was indeed fine. Even the coughing and vomiting of blood were all fake, because he had sensed Nalan Xiu's aura before, and all his performances were actually for Nalan Xiu.

Repair and see.

I have to say that Ye Haotian is really talented in acting, and this is not the first time he has performed. He had an outstanding performance in front of Huangpu Siqin last time, and now he has performed to the fullest again.

In fact, he had to perform like this. On the one hand, he did not want the eighth elder to discover that he had a magic weapon to defend against soul attacks, so as not to cause trouble. On the other hand, he was betting that Nalan Xiu would "sanction" the eighth elder after his arrival, so that he would be in trouble.

The Nalan family will have less trouble.

As long as Nalan Xiu can arrive at this time, it means that the other party already knows the things he "sent" and is more aware of the value of those things. He does not believe that Nalan Xiu will "just helplessly" watch him being killed by the Eighth Elder.

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"Grandpa, seeing that you are seriously injured, you should let Zhen'er and Bingying help you to rest!" Nalan Xiu said with a very gentle and caring tone.

He didn't use his mental power to detect Ye Haotian's "injury". He just relied on visual observation and thought that Ye Haotian was seriously injured. I'm afraid he also didn't expect that Ye Haotian was faking it.

"Thank you, Grandpa, for your concern. Haotian can just rest for a while." Ye Haotian didn't dare to exaggerate or reveal his secret. He immediately replied, and he also pretended to be quite painful. Even saluting was a little difficult.

"Ye Haotian, you don't have to worry about them. You are the only one in the Nalan family. Grandpa guarantees that no one can hurt you!" Nalan Xiu continued, and then looked at Nalan Feng who looked a little panicked. The warning was obvious.

but.

"Haotian thanks Grandpa again for his concern!" Ye Haotian responded. He also glanced at the Eighth Elder and Nalanpi, feeling even more proud.

"Zhen'er, you and Bingying take Haotian to have a rest first!" Nalan Xiu said to Nalan Zhen and Ye Bingying.

"Zhener obeys the order!" "Bingying obeys the order!" Nalanxiu and Ye Bingying responded at the same time.

Then, without even looking at the grandfather and grandson, Ye Haotian walked out of the attic with the support of Nalan Zhen and Ye Bingying.

Until Ye Haotian left, Nalan Xiu didn't ask if he had injured Nalanpi. Obviously this question was superfluous to him and he didn't care about it at all.

"Why are you still staying here? Get out of here!" After Ye Haotian had left, Nalan Xiu's face became serious again. He glared at Nalan Feng and Nalan Pi and scolded them sternly.

"Yes! Mr. Patriarch, I'm leaving right now!" Nalan Feng, the eighth elder, was completely convinced. He responded quickly, and then left the attic with his grandson.

Now, Nalan Feng and Nalan Pi knew that Ye Haotian was actually the "grandson" of the patriarch Nalan Xiu, which surprised them both. They had never heard that Nalan Xiu had a grandson before, but

Nalan Xiu has already announced it, and they are helpless at this moment.

"Hmph! So what if it's your grandson? If he hurts my grandson, I will still kill him!" Nalan Feng thought to himself.

"Nalan Feng, you now know that Ye Haotian is my grandson. If you still dare to catch his attention, I will make life worse than death for you, father and son. Why are you still staying here?" Nalan Xiu said.

After Ye Haotian left, he did not forget to warn Nalan Feng.

"Yes! Mr. Patriarch, we are leaving now!" Nalan Feng had a cold look in his eyes, but he concealed it well. At this time, he responded to Nalan Xiu, and then left with Nalan Pi.

attic.

"Grandpa, are you just going to let this little bastard go? My grandson is unwilling to accept it!" After leaving the attic, Nalanpi turned around and glanced at Ye Haotian's retreating figure in the distance, gritting his teeth.

"Don't worry, Pi'er. Grandpa will not let him go. He will pay a hundred times a thousand times the price when the time comes!" Nalan Feng said with a look of hatred like fire in his eyes.

When Ye Haotian left the attic and walked towards the house where Naland lived in the back, Nalan Feng and Nalanpi, the father and son, hated Ye Haotian even more deeply. They were also secretly planning to deal with Ye Haotian.

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At this time, the Master Hua also came to the attic, and Nalanxiu said to him: "Master Hua, please!"

Then, the two of them walked towards a large and luxurious house behind the attic.

Nalan Zhen and Ye Bingying helped Ye Haotian to a guest room to rest.

Although Ye Haotian had no injuries at all, and he had to continue acting now, he couldn't let Nalan Zhen find out that he was faking his "injury", otherwise his secret would be leaked.

"Third brother, it was so dangerous just now. I thought you would almost die!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye, I didn't expect that the Eighth Elder's attack didn't kill you. How lucky you are! How is your situation now?"

"Fortunately, maybe the Eighth Elder was merciful. Maybe he wanted to pick me up, peel off my skin and cramp me, so he didn't kill me."

"But the eighth elder launched a soul attack on you, and your soul was seriously injured. What should we do?"

"He did carry out a soul attack on me, and my soul was indeed injured, but it was not serious. Fortunately, I have a potion here that can heal soul wounds."

With that said, Ye Haotian pretended to swallow a soul nourishing pill. In an instant, his complexion improved and he no longer looked so pale.

"Hey! What kind of potion is this that can actually cure soul trauma?" Nalan Zhen asked in surprise when he saw that Ye Haotian had an immediate effect after swallowing a small pill.

"It's just a potion given by my master." Ye Haotian just said vaguely.

"Mr. Ye, to tell you the truth, my eldest uncle may have suffered soul trauma, and the situation is very serious. Since the medicines and methods for treating soul trauma are extremely rare, even a star-level pharmacist would have a hard time refining them, because either there is a lack of prescriptions or

Lack of medicinal materials.”

"Oh, how did you determine that the general's soul was injured?"

"Of course it was said by the pharmacists and light magicians who had treated my uncle. After examining his injuries, they found that he was not only seriously injured physically, but also his soul. As for the specific situation,

, I don’t know much about it either.”

After hearing Nalan Zhen's explanation, Ye Haotian nodded and said nothing. This is quite normal. As a star-level pharmacist or a magician, it should not be difficult to detect the injury of the cheap uncle, but it may not be accurate enough.

, or the specific cause cannot be found.

"Mr. Ye, I wonder if you still have the potion you just took?" Nalan Zhen immediately asked.

"Young Master Nalan doesn't need to worry about this, but the function of this medicine is limited. We need to conduct a detailed investigation of the general's injury to determine whether it is useful."

"If it's convenient for Mr. Ye, how about I ask Mr. Ye to come with me to see my uncle?" Nalan Zhen asked eagerly.

After seeing Ye Haotian take a mysterious pill, Ye Bingying once told the news that Ye Haotian could cure the disease. Now Nalan Zhen believes even more that Ye Haotian has the ability or the method to cure Nalan.

Virtue.

"Yes, third brother, let's go see my uncle quickly!" At this time, Ye Bingying on the side also urged.

"In that case, let's go together without further ado."

Ye Haotian looked at Nalan Zhen and then at his sister, and he agreed readily. This was what he was waiting for, and Ye Bingying lost no time in urging him to treat his cheap uncle.

Came to the garden again, walked around a gravel path, and after a while, came to a large stone house that looked very solid, and was guarded by fully armed guards around it.

Entering the big house where Naland lived, we saw that the living room was very spacious, with red-carved first-class wooden chairs on the north and south sides, and a cloud platform between the seats.

There is a shelf next to it. In addition to some decorative items, the rest are weapons including swords. It seems that Nalande's martial character is clearly displayed in the living room.

Ye Haotian could feel that although this living room seemed simple, it was definitely an important place for the Nalan family because it was very safe and well-guarded.

At this time, the old patriarch Nalan Xiu led an old man wearing pharmacist's clothes to appear here. They came out of it and seemed to have treated the general. The old man looked troubled.

The color of decadence.

He was the old man who had ridiculed Ye Haotian in the main hall before, Master Hua.

"Nalan Zhen has met the patriarch!" Nalan Zhen hurriedly saluted.

"Zhen'er, I haven't met Master Hua yet!" Nalan Xiu nodded slightly and then gestured.

"I've seen Master Hua! Master Hua, please take a seat!" Nalan really didn't dare to neglect, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute. After all, the other party's strength and status were so great that even if he was the future heir of the Nalan family, he couldn't be rude.

This Master Hua was not polite, he just nodded slightly to Nalan Zhen, and then sat on the seat indicated by Nalan Zhen. When he saw Ye Haotian again, he was slightly startled, but his eyes were not on him.

Stayed for a while longer.

When Ye Haotian saw Master Hua again, he was not polite and had no intention of coming forward to salute.

However, they immediately closed their eyes, showing a superior attitude, disdainful of other people present, and showing their arrogance.

This master of medicine looks to be in his seventies or eighties, but he does not look old at all. He is wearing a set of gorgeous apothecary robes, his face is red, and he has a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle.