Seeing that Han Bancheng was so generous, Qi Tian valued the old man three times, so he smiled and said, "Old Han! The scenery here is nice, do you like it very much?"

Old Han?

When Han Bancheng heard this word, he almost choked. Chen Xia on the edge of the bathtub even hurt his back teeth. A group of bodyguards even reached into his arms and waited for the old man to give him an order and prepare to kill someone.

Qi Tian didn't even look at them. He looked up at the floating clouds in the sky, took a deep breath and said, "The sky here is not the sky elsewhere! The land here is not the land elsewhere! Gathering the essence of the heaven and earth can heal the wounds!"

Healing?!

When he heard this, Han Bancheng, who almost turned against him, opened his mouth wide. This young man actually knew that he was injured?

His injuries were not external injuries, but internal injuries. Moreover, for the stability of the family, no one except his wife and Shen Xia knew about the serious injury and difficulty in curing. This is the highest secret of the Han family.

Han Bancheng's injury was left when he was young. When he fought and killed, he met a master from the Qing Sect. The other party was a Xuan Cultivator, and he almost killed him with one palm. Fortunately, he was strong and he took it over, but the internal injury was left behind.

The internal injuries severely injured by Xuan Cultivator were not cured by ordinary doctors. When he was young, he was in good health and could still rely on various medicines to hold on. However, after he was fifty, his internal injuries became worse and worse. They attacked several times a year, and each time he was not as good as death.

Chen Xia was also in the circle of Xuan Cultivator, seeking medical treatment for him everywhere, but he had no idea.

In recent years, Han Bancheng has discovered a strange thing. As long as he often comes to Youhai Villa for a short stay, he can feel the pain on his body relieved. At first, he just feels comfortable, but later he becomes addicted.

He still thought it was the nearby mountains and rivers to nourish people, and he didn't understand that this was a peerless spiritual land that had a rejuvenation effect on the human body.

Just by just a meeting, the other party can determine that he has internal injuries. Could he be a medical master?

Han Bancheng had heard of legends like the Medical Saint, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Does sir understand medical skills?"

He has changed his name now, and has changed from a young friend to a gentleman.

"I don't understand! I don't understand at all, I don't understand at all!" Qi Tian rolled his eyes.

When he heard this, Chen Xia's back teeth hurt again, and he wanted to jump. What if he saw it away? What if this kid was just a big fool to attract attention, the face of the Han family and his face would be greatly lost.

Han Bancheng was not angry and was in a hurry to seek medical treatment. He refused to miss any opportunity to be treated, so he said with a thick face: "So... why do sir say that the wounds can be healed here?"

Qi Tian smiled, reached out to touch the water surface, and said calmly: "Why is Lao Han so concerned? Can heal the wound here?"

When Han Bancheng heard this, he felt like five thunders sensation.

He must have known that he had internal injuries!

This thought grew wildly in his mind. With such a mysterious conversation, the other party was more than just a strange man, just a god.

"Brother Qi Tian! Although I, Han Bancheng, dare not regard myself as an elder, but your courage and courage make Han admire you. Can you make friends with you?" Han Bancheng said heart-to-heart words without hesitation.

When Chen Xia heard this, he really jumped up. The bodyguards were also trembling all over, and the guy in his arms almost got angry.

Is the old man crazy?

He actually called a brother to a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, and asked if he was willing to do so? This is something that would never happen.

Crazy!

Crazy!

Must be crazy!

Chen Xia was so nervous that he was about to break his back teeth. In his heart, this mysterious boy was indeed worth making friends, but it also needs to be based on equality. Now the confidence and arrogance shown by the other party will turn against him if he changes any boss, but the old man is desperate to seek medical treatment and will be fooled.

Qi Tian showed confidence and calmness, as well as his foggy strength, which made him deeply afraid, but this does not mean that he is definitely inferior to Qi Tian. As a cultivator in the perfect realm, he has quite confidence in his combat power.

Just when Shen Xia was extremely entangled, Qi Tian's words really made him spit out the mouth of old phlegm that had been deposited for decades.

"Want to be friends with me? You are not qualified enough!" Qi Tian said indifferently and gracefully while rubbing his fat body. It looked like a white and rich beauty rejecting the pursuit of a short, poor and frustrated woman.

Not qualified enough?!

This sentence is like a thunderbolt from the clear sky. The sophisticated and deep Han Bancheng was fainted by the thunder. He had seen countless little people like dogs, waving their tails and begging for mercy and posing, just hoping that he would take a look more.

Now, I have made friends here sincerely, but I still disdain it. This is simply too much!

He wants to kill someone!

He really wants to kill someone!

Just as Han Bancheng was thinking about whether to turn against each other, he handed over a towel. He was slightly stunned and subconsciously took the towel.

Qi Tian turned around and lit his back.

Just as Han Bancheng was in trouble, the fat man spoke again: "Do you know? A group of monkeys in the mountains must have a king together! Monkeys also love to soak in hot springs. Do you know how those little monkeys respect the Monkey King?"

Han Bancheng was about to be unable to keep up with Qi Tian’s idea. After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized that this fat man was hinting that he was a little monkey and that he was the Monkey King, so he wanted to be filial to himself!

How do little monkeys respect the Monkey King?

Help the Monkey King rub the back?

After understanding the taste, Han Bancheng was so angry that he almost suffered an internal injury. His face was gloomy and gloomy. After a moment, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Do you want me old man to rub your back? OK! Rub it!" At this time, Han Bancheng's face turned clear and clear. He picked up the towel very readily and helped Qi Tian rub his back.

Chen Xia, who had been with Han Bancheng for many years, knew that the old man wanted to kill someone.

Han Bancheng's generation of heroes can be the best at advancing and retreating. If he wants to kill Qi Tian now, first, the opponent's strength is unknown and he has no confidence in winning; second, both of them are in the water, which is extremely unfavorable to him. Once both sides turn against each other, they may be killed by Qi Tian first.

At this time, it is like Han Xin. If you want to bend and stretch, the more humiliating you are in your work, the more cruel you will be in counterattack. This is Han Bancheng.

At this moment, the rich people in the distance were still secretly watching. When they saw such a scene, they were all stunned.

What's the situation?

Who is this young man? Can Han Bancheng rub his back? Crazy! Crazy! Crazy this world!

These rich people have also seen the world and immediately noticed the strange atmosphere. They were so scared that they wanted to shrink into the water and never come out again.

If Han Bancheng is annoyed and wants to kill a few rich people to relieve the fire, this kind of thing will definitely happen.

In the extremely strange atmosphere, Han Bancheng was carefully rubbing Qi Tian's back. His filial piety was better than his parents. While rubbing, he wondered, when serving Qi Tian like this, he actually felt calm, just like a fierce beast who encountered the king of all beasts, and had no will to resist, and could only surrender, surrender, and then surrender.

He has never surrendered to anyone in his life, but now he has the idea of ​​surrendering. Han Bancheng is so embarrassed that he wants to commit suicide.

"Some people are born for the king!" Qi Tian had enough soaked and suddenly said coldly.

After saying that, he suddenly stood up, his majestic body was like a whale coming out of the water, slowly climbing, climbing, climbing, and bringing up countless waves.

Han Bancheng watched him stand up slowly, domineering, fierce, and mighty... as if a dragon coming out of the water. In an instant, the old man was a little lost, as if he had seen the arrival of a king.

Under the sunlight, the water splashed out golden light, and Qi Tian's body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of holy light.

Turning back and looking at Han Bancheng proudly, Qi Tian said a few words lightly: "I am the king!"

I am the king!

I am the king!

At that moment, Han Bancheng finally understood the profound meaning of Qi Tian. He was the king, and there were all ants under the king, so no one could go with him, so he could only surrender!

Watching Qi Tian leave, Han Bancheng raised a bloodthirsty sneer on the corner of his mouth. Han Bancheng lived for most of his life and actually forgot his bloody nature. He was also a hero of a generation, but the unruly king.

"Little guy! Then let's compete!" Han Bancheng instantly regained the domineering aura of the superior and jumped out of the water.

"Old man, what should we do?" Shen Xia asked, covering his back teeth.

"Call all the power of the Han family and come to Youhai Villa! I'm here to see who is the real king!" Han Bancheng sneered.

All the power of the Han family?
Chapter completed!