Lin Yang did not want to spread the news about the Nether Vein Zizhi, so as not to be coveted and suffer unintentional disasters.

Even though it is the case with two close girls, after all, if you know something, it may be dangerous.

Lin Yang smiled and said, "I'm not very clear, but one thing is very clear. After taking it, your skills will surge and your effects will be extraordinary.

You two take one pill every day for seven days and you will know the benefits of this pill.

Also, I promise that Guan Qi's injury will heal as soon as possible and will not leave any scars."

"Really?"

Guan Qi grabbed Lin Yang's arm and asked excitedly: "Can it have such a magical effect?"

"Of course, this is a priceless treasure. I finally got it. Of course, I have to give it to the person I care about the most."

Lin Yang responded with a smile, and before he knew it, he used sweet words, and became a veteran in love.

Guan Qi said happily: "This is almost the same. You have a conscience." Xiao Zhi looked at the person she liked in her eyes and hurriedly said: "Then have you eaten? I am not injured, so I don't want it. You should take it yourself."

After she said this, Guan Qi also remembered it and said, "Let's just enjoy the blessings and the difficulty of taking them together. These elixirs are made into three parts, and everyone will take them together."

It can be seen that the two girls cared about him very much. Lin Yang was moved and smiled and said, "I have taken it, otherwise will the injury heal so quickly? You don't have to be polite to me."

Not long after, Xiao Zhining and Guan Qi took a pill of Tianhua Ziling Pills respectively and began to practice. They felt that the medicine was extremely effective, and they were even more happy, with smiles all over the corners of their eyes and eyebrows.

...In the afternoon, a helicopter arrived at the sea of ​​clouds and landed in the parking lot of Hongcheng Private Hospital, which attracted many people to watch and thought it was too rare.

The helicopter cabin door opened, and the first one appeared was a handsome young man. His tall body was wearing a famous brand suit, his shirt was snow-white, and he did not tie his tie. Instead, he was wearing the precious nine-eyed Dzi beads with a unique look, worth more than 10 million yuan, and he was very proud.

This is Song Yuzhu, the young leader of the Wudang Sect, a famous young leader, a pride in the martial arts world, and an elite in the business world. He has a group company with assets of more than one billion yuan. He is definitely not an ordinary person.

Because of my strong economic strength, I bought a helicopter as a means of transportation and was the focus of everyone's attention no matter where I went.

Then, a nun with a charming charm came out of the cabin, with a very great background. She was the head of the Emei Sect, Master Xuan Jing, and could be called a master of the generation.

Two other followers of Song Yuzhu took out the fruit basket from the cabin, which contained high-end imported fruits, as well as expensive tonics such as sea cucumber bird's nest.

The group entered the inpatient building and came to Feng Lan and Feng Man's wards, which surprised Jiang Wanling who was caring for her here.

Originally, when the master and apprentice called, the master learned that her mother was injured and said that she had come to the hospital to visit the patient, but unexpectedly, the young leader of the Wudang Sect also came.

Feng Lan was in a better condition. When she saw Master Xuan Jing visiting him in person, she felt very proud.

While greeting him, the old woman looked at the majestic young man, feeling that she was handsome and wearing famous brand clothes. The famous watch on her wrist shone golden light, which looked very expensive, and she couldn't help but feel curious.

"Master, who is this young man? I don't seem to have seen him before?"

Master Xuan Jing smiled and said, "Let me introduce you to you. This is Song Yuzhu, the son of the head of the Wudang Sect and the chairman of the group company. She is young and promising and no one can match."

Song Yuzhu said gently: "Hello aunt. Although Wanling and I haven't known each other for a long time, we have become good friends. I heard that you are sick, so I came to visit you and bring some tonics. I wish you a speedy recovery."

Feng Lan stared at the fruit basket, sea cucumber and bird's nest and other valuable gifts. He saw that they were all big brands and the prices were not cheap, so he had an agreement in his heart.

This young man is very rich and generous. He is the best candidate for his son-in-law, a hundred times better than that bastard Lin Yang! "Mr. Song, you can just have this intention. What else can you get to spend money on it."

Song Yuzhu hurriedly said, "Auntie, you have to be polite. This is what I should do, just a little bit of my heart."

Since the day this guy saw Jiang Wanling, he has been deeply fascinated by it and cannot be forgotten.

It’s just that considering that Jiang Wanling was married and was a divorced woman, she was a little unwilling to accept that she was in a conflict.

Later, the martial arts conference was held. Jiang Wanling amazed the world with her extraordinary beauty and superb skills. She was regarded as a goddess by disciples of various sects. She became famous in one battle and was known as the number one beauty in the martial arts world.

Song Yuzhu made up her mind to get the other party, so she no longer cared about Jiang Wanling's marriage history. She felt that everything could be ignored. As long as she could win the hearts of a beautiful woman, she would not care about anything.

After making up his mind, Song Yuzhu flew to Emei in a helicopter and begged Master Xuan Jing to fulfill his good deeds and Wanling.

As a monk, Master Xuanjing did not have the same mind as he was, and did not care about worldly affairs.

On the contrary, for the sake of Emei's interests, he thought that it would be of great benefit to marry Wudang, so he immediately agreed.

The old nun spoke with her beloved disciple and asked Wanling about her recent situation with great concern. When she heard that Feng Lan was beaten and hospitalized, she felt that the opportunity had come, so she took this opportunity to arrive with Song Yuzhu to reach Yunhai to promote this beautiful marriage.

Master Xuanjing winked at Feng Lan and praised Song Yuzhu. He was like a splendid young man in the world.

Feng Lan understood and said, "Wanling, please accompany Mr. Song to the nearby park, and then take him to Manxianglou to try our special dishes in the sea of ​​clouds. People come from afar, and they should be treated with kindness. I will talk to your master."

Master Xuanjing also said, "Go, your mother is right.

Besides, Emei and Wudang have always had a connection, and they are as close as a family. When you talk about it, you are a brother and sister. Young people will definitely benefit a lot from communicating with each other and discussing martial arts."

Since my mother and master said so, Jiang Wanling had no choice but to do whatever she wanted and lead Song Yuzhu away.

In the ward, seeing a pair of young people leaving, Feng Lan couldn't wait to ask: "Master, how is this Young Master Song like? Is it worthy of my Wanling?"

Master Xuan Jing smiled and said, "Of course it's more than enough. Mr. Song is handsome, unmarried, and he is the head of Wudang. He has a respectable status. Besides, he runs a group company. He is conservatively estimated to have more than one billion property..." After hearing what Master Master said, Feng Lan couldn't help but shine, especially the last sentence, which was very impactful for her who loves money. She felt that Song Yuzhu was too qualified to become her son-in-law.

"Oh my God, it's so good to be so rich!"

This shrew would not hide his desire for money, and his ugly appearance was coming in and out on his face full of flesh, which made people unbearable to look at him.

Master Xuanjing despised him, what a thing? You turned a blind eye to the many advantages of the young man, only seeing that he was rich! If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard to believe that such a philistine and vulgar shrew was Wanling's mother, which was too bad! Feng Man on the other hospital bed heard it and felt even more jealous and angry, thinking that if Wanling became a master Song, wouldn't it have been far superior to her son-in-law? It would be abominable! Feng Lan said with a tsk: "What a good son-in-law, then Master Lao would have matched him up and asked him to marry Wanling."
Chapter completed!