When Qian hurried to Long's house, Ning Fuchen had already completed the treatment.

Qian Yeye saw that it was Ning Fuchen, and was immediately overjoyed, hurriedly grabbed his hand and said, "I thought you were gone."

"I'm just about to leave, but I found that the girl had a problem, so I treated them by the way."

"How is it, are all done?"

"It should be done."

"Old Long, you can meet Master Ning, but your blessing."

"Boss Qian, thanks to you back then, they were left with their mother and daughter's lives. Today, thanks to this friend, they recovered. This is all fate. You may not know how my family came here in the past few years." Old Long said, unable to help but burst into tears.

"It's all over, don't mention him." Qian also patted Old Long on the shoulder and said.

Ning Fuchen suddenly felt a hint of uneasiness and said, "Boss Qian, Mr. Long, you guys talk first. I have something urgent to do, so let's take a step first."

When Mr. Long saw this, he hurriedly rushed Zhuan Ning Fuchen and said, "How can that work? Haven't you given a medical fee yet?"

Qian also smiled and said, "Will he care about your medical expenses? Meeting him is the blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes, so don't talk about it."

Looking at Ning Fuchen's back as he left, Qian also said, "It's really a dragon that doesn't see its head but its tail."

He Wanyun bought a lot of vegetable seeds in the vegetable market. She was afraid that Ning Fuchen would wait for a long time, so she didn't stay for too long, so she returned to the intersection of the separation.

While walking back and forth at the intersection and thinking about the fate of this period, He Wanyun couldn't help but smile. Perhaps waiting was a kind of beauty. After being lonely for more than 70 years, she suddenly had someone to wait for.

I felt that after a long time, Ning Fuchen would come to meet up for an hour after talking. Nothing would happen.

Another hour passed, and He Wanyun was a little anxious.

At this time, a pop song suddenly came from the small shop on the side of the road. A low boy was telling something. In such a place where most people couldn't understand, he suddenly heard the familiar language. He Wanyun felt extremely friendly and stood by and listened quietly:

I feel heartbroken until you wait until you wait until you have no dreams.

All feelings have become empty, so let everything be with the wind.

I feel heartbroken when I wait until I feel like I feel.

All the true feelings have disappeared without a trace.

I feel heartbroken until you wait until you wait until you have no dreams.

All feelings have become empty, so let everything be with the wind.

I feel heartbroken when I wait until I feel like I feel.

All the true feelings have disappeared without a trace.

I love you, I love you all the time, I hate you, I hate you, I don’t understand.

How deep is the love I have given?

Repeated love cannot be embraced,

I love you, I love you, I hate you, I hate you, I don't understand, I really wait for you until my heart hurts

How can ordinary love be compatible

When He Wanyun was intoxicated by the crying and complaining song, suddenly, her hands were grabbed at the same time, and she felt a stinging pain on both sides of her waist at the same time: "Don't move, come with us."

When He Wanyun saw that two snow-white daggers were pressing against her waist: "What are you doing? Are I still waiting for someone?"

"Don't worry, we'll get him together." After saying that, he pulled her to a van next to him.

He Wanyun was about to struggle, but a handkerchief suddenly appeared behind her and covered her mouth and nose. She instantly lost consciousness, loosened her hands, and the various vegetable seeds she had just bought were scattered all over the floor.

When Ning Fuchen arrived, he only saw the vegetable seeds underground.

Something happened to He Wanyun!

The slightest anxiety in my heart can always be confirmed, and this may be the sensing of the spiritual consciousness.

Ning Fuchen opened his spiritual sense to the extreme and did not sense He Wanyun's breath. It seemed that there should be no ten kilometers around here.

When he walked into a convenience store, Ning Fuchen immediately gave the owner one hundred yuan and plugged his phone into the power supply.

He Wanyun's phone was not turned off, but the phone was not He Wanyun's voice, but a rough male voice: "Haha, I finally called."

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, one billion yuan, remit it to the designated account and release it immediately, ensuring it is intact. Don't say you have no money. Just now, a blood jade sold 3.1 billion yuan, and it has already arrived. One billion yuan is just a small matter."

"Now the bank is off work, how can I transfer?"

"It doesn't matter. Miss He will be safe before 10 am tomorrow. It's hard to say that she didn't receive the money after 10 am. Such a beautiful woman is really rare."

"Don't do anything randomly, as you said, money is not a problem. Send the account."

With a drop, Ning Fuchen saw that it was a foreign account, these cunning guys.

Ning Fuchen called Qianye, and when Qianye heard this, he was furious. He had just paid for this and this happened, which must have something to do with him.

Qian immediately started a relationship between black and white. He operated in the ancient city of Longbei and Yuwang Pavilion for more than 100 years, with a profound foundation. He is also a land-level warrior, and he is a completely overlord-level existence in Longbei.

After a while, someone called and told him that it was not done by the locals.

Could it be those customers at the auction the day before yesterday?

The money was also being stripped out one by one, but Ning Fuchen was not idle. He opened his spiritual sense to the extreme and rented a small car to search for each street in Longbei Ancient City. The coverage of ten kilometers cannot be underestimated.

As the sky became darker, Ning Fuchen walked through Longbei’s streets and alleys, and confirmed that He Wanyun was not in Longbei Ancient City.

At this time, Qian also called, only knowing that it was not done by Longbei locals. As for who it was, there was no clue yet. When he heard that he was not in Longbei Ancient City, he was stunned. Could it be that in just a few hours, Ning Fuchen had actually searched the entire Longbei Ancient City?
Chapter completed!