Three days before the end of rebirth

"Hey, little brother..."

Han Dang was naturally not happy to be disturbed.

"Uncle, what's the matter?"

"Who is your uncle? Am I that old?"

Huang Long's beard trembled angrily.

"That's about it. What's the matter?"

"I heard what they called you just now? Master?"

Huang Long asked.

Han Dang nodded.

"No, I don't understand. How could you be their master? Brother Ye is much older than you, right?"

Han Dang glanced at Huang Long, becoming more and more disgusted.

"If you call Ye Xuntang brother, then at least you have to call me uncle, right? Is this your attitude towards uncle?"

Huang Long didn't expect that he would be involved, and snorted coldly.

"You're not even a child. Nowadays, people who are wise in society are respected. Otherwise, how about we compete? If you are really talented, let me open my eyes?"

"Not interested."

After Han Dang finished speaking, he stood up and urged the two girls to practice.

Huang Long was bored, but he was not discouraged and followed him again.

"You taught me this body technique, right? It's so bad, and the breathing method is wrong, too. What the heck is this? Compared with my magic, it's nothing to mention."

Han Dang didn't bother to pay attention, but the two girls were unhappy when he said that.

Ye Xunhua had a bad relationship with her father, but Zhao Guoer didn't care.

"Hey, you old man, a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory. You've been watching it all morning, and I'm not embarrassed to talk to you. Why did you start to be verbose as soon as my master came? Do you dare to talk to me if you have the ability?

Master, do you want to compete?"

"He didn't dare."

Huang Long pointed at Han Dang with disdain.

"Master, give him some color to see."

Zhao Guoer was indignant.

"Guo'er, you should control your temper. He is also Ye Xunhua's good friend after all, and he is here to help with medical treatment. I can ignore him, but you still have to have the respect that you, as juniors, should have."

"Bah, why are you here to help? He wants Uncle Ye one million more."

Han Dang's eyebrows jumped sharply. Ye Xunhua kept saying that he was here to help. He thought it was free, but he didn't expect that it was charged? And it was still one million? This is not a small amount for Ye Xuntang.

.

"One million? What medicine did you get him?"

Han Dang looked at Taoist Huanglong.

Taoist Huanglong was so frightened by Han Dang's eyes that he couldn't help but take a step back. He suddenly felt that he had lost face and scratched his neck.

"Do you want to take care of it? Why? Do you want to steal my formula?"

"Hmph, I've memorized your useless prescription for a long time. How dare you ask for one million for a broken ginseng..."

"What? Are you giving him ginseng?"

When Han Dang heard this, his expression changed drastically and he ran towards the house fiercely.

As soon as he entered the room, there was a strong smell of blood. Ye Xuntang was lying on the sofa, his eyes were closed, his body was upright, and blood was still slowly dripping from the corners of his mouth.

"Dad..." Ye Xunhua saw this scene and rushed forward, her eyes instantly blurred with tears.

"Uncle Ye..." Zhao Guoer was also startled.

"Damn it... there must be something wrong with your formula." Taoist Huanglong didn't know that he was about to be in disaster, but he followed him and was ready to blame him.

Bang... Han Dang suddenly turned around and slapped Huang Long on the face. Huang Long was lifted off the ground and had to adjust his posture 720 degrees before landing. He rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Guo'er, tie up this bastard for me. You and Xunhua go out now and I'll save him."

Han Dang hated this. He hated himself for not asking clearly when he first arrived. If he had asked Ye Xuntang earlier, he wouldn't have been so miserable.

But it's too late to say anything now, the most important thing is to save people.

Zhao Guoer and Ye Xunhua undoubtedly trusted Han Dang. They hurriedly found a rope, tied up Huang Long, and carried him out. Only Han Dang and Ha Ye Xuntang were left in the room.

At this time, there is no longer anything to worry about. If he is not saved, Ye Xuntang will definitely die. If he is saved, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Injecting spiritual power into Ye Xun Tang's body, Han Dang tried to force out the cold energy of Ye Xun Tang while repairing the meridians damaged by the tonic. This kind of spiritual power consumption was undoubtedly much higher than yesterday's situation.

The cold energy in Han Dang's body soon began to bite back, but Han Dang could only persist, because if he relaxed, not only would all his previous efforts be wasted, but he would also face an even stronger backlash.

Even so, Han Dang still had to absorb the cold poison in Ye Xuntang's body into his own body in the end to save Ye Xuntang. If Ye Xuntang knew that his good intentions had led to bad things, he would probably

Just die of shame.

The two women peeked nervously at the situation inside the door, not daring to express their anger. When they discovered that Han Dang's body was gradually covered with a layer of frost, the two women's tears fell silently to the ground, and they choked silently.

Ye Xunhua, in particular, felt regretful in her heart. If she hadn't believed in that Huanglong Taoist, her father wouldn't have become like this. If she didn't feel at ease and came in to take a look, he wouldn't have reached this point.

Half an hour later, the frost on Han Dang's body gradually subsided, and he sat cross-legged next to the sofa with a tired look on his face.

"Okay, come in."

Around the door, Zhao Guoer and Ye Xunhua walked in with tears in their eyes. Each had a hand, one on the left and one on the right. They put Han Dang's hand on their faces, which felt cold to the heart.

"Okay, he's fine now. You don't have to do this. Let me take care of him."

Han Dang's voice was a little weak and he pulled his hand back.

Another hour later, Huanglong's unwilling roar came from the yard.

"Ye Xuntang, you bastards, I was kind enough to help you treat your illness, but you did this to me and tied me up. What do you mean? Let me go quickly, or I will let your whole family...

"

Taoist Huanglong was halfway through cursing when his voice suddenly stopped. Looking at Han Dang who appeared in front of him, he felt that there was a word very close to him, death.

"I don't want the money anymore. Just think that I, Huang Long, am blind and have done good things, but you have to let me go."

"Fruit."

"Master, I'm here."

"Flowers."

"Master, I'm here."

"Do you want to become a master at the third level of Qi refining?" Han Dang asked with a smile.

Ye Xunhua and Zhao Guoer had long disliked Huang Long, but Han Dang had not ordered them not to take action. When Han Dang asked this, they all nodded.

"think."

"Then what are you waiting for? If you want to, let's do it."

With Han Dang's instruction, the two girls lined up on both sides, and Little Pink Fist greeted Huang Long politely.

"Liar...suffer death..."

"The pervert... blinded your dog eyes..."

Bang...bang...bang...

Huang Long, who was on the third level of Qi Refining, used his Qi to resist, and all the two women's attacks were neutralized, but they made a sound like a sandbag.

After a long time, the two of them stopped fighting when they were tired.

Han Dang walked up to Huang Long, suddenly raised his hand and slapped him again, causing Huang Long to faint again.