Chapter 228: Who sent a greeting card to the world? The stormy times will bring disaster "Hahaha, Yang Qingyuan is finished! This time... he is completely useless!" A loud laughter came from Baihua Yunfeng sat in the main hall, smiling with great satisfaction. Sitting in the seats below were Xu Jingting, Xiao Jun'er, and several elders from the Baihua Palace. Each of them was a famous figure in the martial arts world, a long-established senior from each sect. Besides. There is also the old man of Baibing Villa, the previous generation of weapons, Bai Xiaofeng, who has abdicated for more than ten years. He came for Lin Muxian because of the death of his grandson Bai Xiaoyan. Unfortunately, Lin Muxian disappeared without a trace after last night, and Bai Xiaofeng has now become a guest of honor in Baihua Palace. As for the previous leader of Badao Sect, he was Chi Yunting, the one whose hands were cut off by the old fisherman. After that burst of energy in the afternoon, it disappeared without a trace. Everyone gathers here today. One was to determine the extent of Yang Qingyuan's injuries, and the second was to guard against the descendants of the magic master who might attack at any time. "Sixth Uncle, Big Brother has woken up."

Xu Jingting reported a good news, which made Xu Yunfeng even happier. Yang Qingyuan injured Xu Haiquan, almost causing a gap in the next generation of the Giant Whale Gang. After all, the two brothers Xu Hailong and Xu Haipeng had both died at the hands of Song Lin, the bastard. And now this Yang Qingyuan. Apart from Song Lin, he is the person the Giant Whale Gang hates the most. He is also a person that many forces fear. Now that the major worry in their hearts has been removed, they are of course overjoyed. As a useless Jiuquan Sheng Lord, they have many ways to prevent him from getting the 10% bonus of Meizhou Sheng Island. "How is the palace's defense arranged?" Xu Yunfeng calmed down and asked in a deep voice. "Everything is ready and solid as a rock." Xu Jingting used two words to describe their preparations. Baihua Palace is not the property of the Giant Whale Gang alone, but a combination of interests of many forces in Jiuquan. This time. The so-called descendant of the magic master sent a letter to heaven and earth, threatening to destroy the Hundred Flowers Palace, which was tantamount to touching everyone's reverse scale. All parties joined forces to send people and had already set up a tight net to wait for him. They want to see. Does this descendant of the magician who is even crazier than Yang Qingyuan really have extraordinary abilities? Dusk falls. The hazy night gradually dyed the earth. In the inn. Everyone was standing outside Song Lin's room, with worried looks on their faces.

Three hours. He still showed no signs of waking up. No one knew where Tan Tai Xuan Yin had gone. Since several famous doctors were invited, he has not appeared since. "How to do how to do!" Gui Xiuer, who was active in character, couldn't contain her anxiety and paced back and forth outside the door. Chen Xi lowered his head and remained silent. The pair of small hands were clenched into fists, and the nails seemed to dig into the flesh. Ye Liuyun looked at the tightly closed door, his face full of self-blame and regret, "I really deserve to die... If I had focused on learning medical skills from Master, I wouldn't be unable to do anything now!" As for iris. He stayed in the house to watch over Song Lin and assisted those famous doctors. pity. That injury was more terrible than the injury to the Divine Palace. Even though these people had extraordinary medical skills, they were still somewhat helpless. We can only do our best and obey fate. suddenly. Wheel~wheel~The sound of wheels turning came from the corner. "Who?" Gui Xiu'er and Chen Xi looked alert and turned around to draw their swords. "Master!" Ye Liuyun turned around in surprise and looked towards the corner. next moment. A middle-aged man with a refined temperament came out pushing a wheelchair, and behind him, there was an old fisherman with his sleeves rolled up. "Uncle Chen!" Ye Liuyun exclaimed in surprise. Saved! With Jian Shiyi's medical skills of bringing the dead back to life and Chen Ping's unfathomable cultivation, Song Lin definitely has a hope of survival. As for leaving no sequelae... after the attacks from several famous doctors just now, they no longer dared to hold out too much hope. "Let me see." Jian Shiyi looked at the few people and spoke slowly. "Yes, Master, hurry up!"

Ye Liuyun pushed open the door and quickly pushed the wheelchair into the room. "A bunch of quacks, get out of here!" An angry shout from the old fisherman was heard from the room, and then several figures really "rolled" out. After getting up from the ground, they looked at each other in bewilderment. These two... are so domineering! "Let's go. It's Mr. Eleven from the Tenth Clinic. With his medical skills, we shouldn't be needed here." An old doctor stroked his beard, picked up his medical box and walked away with a smile. The remaining few people looked at each other and left in disappointment. Ye Liuyun and Iris were left staring at the sky in silence. very strange! Not only did they not allow those famous doctors to see the patient, they actually kicked them out. at this time. Inside the room, Jian Shiyi and Chen Ping sat at the table separately, neither of them even looked at Song Lin who was unconscious on the bed. "You're not worried at all?" Jian Shiyi poured a cup of tea and asked with a smile. "Humph, you, the world's number one doctor, aren't worried, so why should a lousy fisherman like me worry?" The old fisherman looked a little grumpy and poured himself a cup of tea. "He is your precious disciple." Jian Eleven said with a teasing look on his face. “You talk as if he is not your apprentice.” The old fisherman had a strange look on his face, as if a hint of a smile flashed across his face. In the afternoon. But he saw that there was someone who was more anxious than him...well, much more anxious. "Cough cough~~" Jian Shiyi choked on his tea and started coughing. "Don't choke to death, I'd be embarrassed to tell anyone about it." The old fisherman spoke to Jian Eleven in a sarcastic tone. between two people. It seemed that something unpleasant had happened. "understood." Jian Eleven sighed helplessly. After all, he was at fault in the past. Now when he sees old friends, he always feels that he should do something. But as a half-disabled person, what else can he do? For a while.

The two fell into silence. After a while, the old fisherman put down his teacup and asked, "Is he really okay?" "You should be able to feel if there's anything wrong." Jian Shiyi turned and looked at Song Lin. Wisps of divine light emanating from the essence of water were still running around in his body like a wild horse running free from its reins. therefore. Song Lin's body was constantly oozing blood, making him pale and very weak. However, a strong vitality always maintained his body. "Although this heaven and earth essence is beyond his current state of mind to control, it is still pure. Those quack doctors think he is beyond saving, but in fact... he doesn't need to be saved at all." Jian Shiyi sighed, "I don't know where this kid learned these skills, but his physique and energy are both unparalleled, and his recovery ability is amazing. Those energy can't hurt him, maybe... on the contrary, it can bring him good fortune." "That's good." The old fisherman secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If he hadn't seen Jian Shiyi not panicking at all, he would have picked up his fish-butchering knife and killed those bastards in Baihua Palace to pieces. of course. It's not like he did nothing. In the afternoon. Chi Yunting of Ba Dao Sect wanted to attack, but he was cut into 360 pieces with his knife. Now the body is in the waterway of Meizhou, being fed to some unknown fish. At this time, Jian Shiyi seemed to remember something, "Senior Brother..." "Call me Chen Ping." The old fisherman interrupted rudely. "...Brother Chen." Jian Shiyi said helplessly: "Do you think that this kid deliberately let the outside world think that he was seriously injured?" "You mean..." The old fisherman looked surprised. "On September 18, destroy the Baihua Palace." Jian Eleven said slowly. Suddenly. There was a flash of a knife in the old fisherman's eyes. Jian Shiyi didn't say anything, but just nodded slowly.

Both of them are extremely smart people. With just a few clues, countless possibilities can be inferred. They had their suspicions. At this time, there was actually no need for Song Lin to pretend. He allowed his injuries to break out and put himself in danger. Then. There is only one possibility. He needed an opportunity to make everyone believe that Yang Qingyuan's identity had nothing to do with Song Lin. In other words. Song Lin’s identity will appear soon. And today, a big event is about to happen in Baihua Palace - the descendant of the Three Absolutes Magic Master, presents a visiting card to destroy Baihua Palace. exactly. The two of them knew Song Lin's true identity, so they naturally guessed this possibility. "This brat, he doesn't seem to want to hide it from us." The old fisherman laughed. "He should be able to sense your presence in the afternoon." Jian Eleven also smiled. "Great, he actually took us all into account. Knowing that we would protect him, he felt relieved and put on this big show on his own." The old fisherman couldn't help laughing. "Perhaps, he deliberately wanted to tie Song Lin's identity to the successor of the Three Absolute Magic Masters in order to catch a bigger fish." Jian Shiyi tapped the table with his fingers. "Besides you and me, only Ye Liuyun and Iris know the truth. They are all people he trusts absolutely. As for the others... naturally they can't think of this." The old fisherman paused, and then said: "Then should we do something for him?" "of course." Jian Shiyi nodded and said, "My disciple was harmed by someone, and it is reasonable for the master to seek justice and cause some trouble for Baihua Palace." To know. Now that all the gods in Baihua Palace have gathered, Song Lin is probably in danger. Although they believe in his ability and wisdom... "Makes sense." The old fisherman nodded. "If we do nothing, people will think that his injury is not that serious. Wait." Song Lin doesn't have the ability to fight against so many divine palaces. What if we add them? The old fisherman's expression suddenly froze, as if he came to his senses.

Looking at Jian Shiyi who had the same expression, he couldn't help but laugh angrily: "Could this be that kid again... who has planned this all along?" "Ha ha ha ha" Jian Eleven did not answer. The two old men, who were over a hundred years old in total, suddenly burst into laughter. Answer. It's self-evident. Even though they were tricked by their own apprentice, they seemed very happy, extremely happy. Many old people like simple and honest children, but... they like such smart descendants. Isn't it more interesting to be the master of a smart person than a stupid piece of wood? Outside. When Ye Liuyun and his companions heard the laughter coming from inside the house, they looked at each other in surprise. Why are they laughing so happily? Song Lin's breath didn't seem to get better! Could it be that the two old men saw that their apprentice was hopeless, so they laughed in sorrow? "It's over~~" Iris's legs went weak and she almost fell down. Creak~~The door opened. Jian Shiyi and the old fisherman, who were laughing just now, now had gloomy faces and murderous intent in their eyes. "You guys stay here and no one is allowed to go in." The old fisherman ordered. "Uncle Chen, Master, what are you going to do..." Ye Liuyun asked in confusion. "Debt collection." Jian Shiyi spat out two words coldly. suddenly. A shocking sword intent broke through the clouds, changing the color of the night sky. Countless people on Meizhou Sheng Island subconsciously looked up and looked in the direction where the sword intent came from, with horror on their faces. What a terrifying power! Who is he? What is this going to do? Compared to the power of Nangong Jie's divine palace seen during the day, the power of this sword intent is more than ten times more terrifying... no, more than a hundred times! Meizhou Shengdao—it’s going to be chaos! Who sends a greeting card to heaven and earth, and brings about disasters in troubled times.

This sword fight at Jiuquan was only the beginning of a real turmoil. (End of this chapter)