Urban Medical God

Behind him, there were two women. One was dressed as a maid. She was as beautiful as a flower. She was only fifteen or sixteen years old. She looked pure and lovely, and her skin was so delicate that it seemed like you could squeeze water out of it!

Her martial arts talent is also excellent. At such a young age, she already has the cultivation of the peak of the Star Aperture. Even Ye Chen couldn't help but stare at her for a moment longer when he looked at this woman.

The other woman is a very, very old-looking old woman with silver hair and wrinkles on her face. She is dressed very casually and plainly. She lowers her head and bends her waist. She looks like an ordinary woman. Like a peasant woman!

However, among these people, the one that Ye Chen values ​​the most is this old woman!

Not for anything else, just for the strength of this old woman!

This old woman with an unattractive appearance is clearly from the late stage of Feng Sect, and she is also a real strong person in the eighth level of Feng Sect!

The young man in yellow robe didn't even look at Ye Chen, as if he was nothing more than air.

He was looking at the ancient door in front of him without any distractions. Suddenly, the corner of his mouth curled up and he smiled at the old woman beside him:

"Tong Lao, it seems that we have made a bet this time. I thought that the jade talisman gifted by my father this time was just a dispensable thing. Without your reminder, I wouldn't even think about it. Come, now it seems that this jade talisman is really not simple."

The wrinkles on the old woman's face moved and she smiled:

"Yes, according to my experience, this is an ancient ruins. The benefits obtained by entering it are unimaginable. It's a pity that more information was not tortured from that person's mouth. []

If I had known that this place was an ancient ruins, I would have asked Your Majesty to send a few more of the most powerful ministers from the royal family to accompany you, the Seventh Prince. "

The seventh prince waved his hand and said: "Old Tong, please be humble. With you here, I think it is enough. Moreover, it would not be good if too many people know about this matter. If my brothers get the news, they will definitely also I will step in. This situation is perfect."

As he spoke, he slowly moved his gaze to Ye Chen, as if he had only noticed Ye Chen's existence until now.

Ye Chen, on the other hand, just looked at them indifferently from beginning to end.

According to their conversation, this person should be a member of the royal family, but I don’t know where he belongs to the royal family?

Could it be the royal family of the Southern Region?

At this time, the maid next to the young man scolded Ye Chen coldly: "How brave! Why don't you be polite when you meet the seventh prince of the Southern Territory?"

Ye Chen raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Just ignore it.

So what about the royal family.

Therefore, Ye Chen put his hands behind his back and remained silent. After a moment, he said: "I am not from the Southern Region, why should I salute to the royal family of a foreign country?"

The seventh prince looked at Ye Chen for a while, suddenly smiled, then turned around suddenly, raised his hand and slapped the extremely innocent, lovely, beautiful girl next to him hard!

There was a crisp sound, and the girl was whipped backwards. She screamed in pain and fell to the ground!

This slap turned out to be extremely hard!

Ye Chen looked at this scene and couldn't help but be a little stunned...

He didn't expect that the seventh prince would treat this maid like this.

And the maid, obviously looking confused and at a loss, with a swollen face, just looked at the seventh prince stupidly.

The prince actually slapped himself for a star-shaped boy?

…

At the same time, a hundred miles away from the maple forest, on top of a high mountain.

The two old men looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

One of them is the Eternal Holy King.

It's just that there is a trace of sadness between the eyebrows of the Eternal Saint King.

All the sadness finally turned into a mouthful of strong wine, gathering in his body.

Next to the Eternal Holy King was an old friend dressed in coarse cloth.

This old friend had bet with him too many times for a young man.

Not long ago, in the battle at Tianhan Mountain, the old friend still lost.

The Eternal Saint King took another sip of wine and asked, "Old guy, what do you want from me?"

"Are you trying to cheat? If you lose, you lose. I won't give you that thing. You don't know that I'm stingy."

At this moment, the face of the Eternal Holy King was quite cautious.

The old man in coarse cloth shook his head, hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Old Yong, the Tiandao Palace of the Kingdom of God is already chasing you."

"You can't hide anymore."

"How about you go to that place and hide for a while."

"The Kingdom of God knows your strength. In order to deal with you, the people sent cannot be weak."

"This time, can you reckon with your own fate?"

"Lao Yong, listen to me and go hide."

"I don't want to have to play chess in front of your tombstone in the future."

The eyes of the Eternal Holy King flashed, and there was no trace of fear in them.

On the contrary, it is free and easy.

He picked up the wine bottle and took a swig.

He smiled: "Old guy, I don't want to hide."

"I'm an old man and I don't have much time. I just want to see that kid grow up."

"That child carries too much. I want to see him step into the Kingdom of God. I want to see him stand in front of the Palace of Heaven. I want to see him, like that boy, cut off the shackles of the Kingdom of God on the world with one sword. "

"That incident is still a haze in my heart."

"Old guy, you know, I only have one chance."

"I really only have this one chance. I'm afraid of losing."

The Eternal Holy King's voice actually trembled.

The old man in coarse cloth sighed, he understood what Yong Lao was thinking.

But as a friend, he just wants to live forever.

Even if it's not glorious.

Suddenly, the Eternal Holy King took a step forward and left the cliff, suspended high in the sky!

He was smug and ambitious, but he seemed to be in poverty. He picked up the wine bottle and drank heavily.

His body swayed.

He spoke:

"Old guy, I once heard a poem in a place called Huaxia."

"Today, I will give him to you."

"Looking at the door and stopping to think about Zhang Jian, I endured death for a moment and waited for Du Gen;

I am smiling to the sky from my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact! "

"Snapped!"

The Eternal Holy King throws the wine bottle in his hand into the sky!

"The Kingdom of God is fucked. If I die, Young Master Ye will crush Lingxiao for me! I believe in him!"

Angry voice fell.

The remaining clouds in the sky surged, and the world-destroying aura spoke of injustice.

This is the rage of an old man fighting against the rules with all his strength.

He is waiting in time, waiting for a child to grow up!

Waiting for children to reestablish the rules of the world!

[PS: Posted in the eighth update, please give me monthly votes and recommendation votes! This poem is called "Inscription on the Wall in Prison", and it talks about the determination to never back down in the face of evil forces and to regard death as home! Yonglao is a key character in the whole book and has appeared many times, but today’s plot has been written and rewritten by Xiaoxiao for a long time. It can be regarded as the real Yonglao. Do you like this little old man? 】