After the three elixirs took effect, Wang Ze's condition improved slightly, but there were too many toxins accumulated in his body, and the cleanup speed was much slower than expected.

"Who is that?" Zhao Yun looked at Wang Feng, "Don't be idle. Take the two-leaf ginseng with the roots removed and stew another chicken. Don't add noodles this time, as it will affect the taste."

"You haven't eaten enough?"

"It's not me who eats it, it's him. Brother Ze has consumed too much and will need to replenish it later. Go quickly and don't waste time."

Wang Feng glanced at Wang Xiong, and saw that the latter nodded and left reluctantly. Before leaving, he glanced at Wang Ze, with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.

A quarter of an hour later, most of the toxins in Wang Ze's body had been eliminated, but he suddenly collapsed on the ground. The medicinal power of the ghost grass could no longer keep up with the collapse of the heavenly veins. He really couldn't hold on any longer. The point in his consciousness

The clarity is getting fainter and fainter, and may be swallowed up by darkness at any time.

"Trash, hold on!" Zhao Yun shouted again to stimulate, but at this time Wang Ze had really reached his limit.

"Trash is just trash, I really can't do it anymore..."

"Ze'er..." Mrs. Wang rushed over and kept calling her son. As a mother, she would shed tears every time she saw Wang Ze in the past three years, wishing she could bear the pain for him.

"Madam, please quickly chat with Brother Ze and ask him to persist. What he needs most now is persistence. In another half-quarter of an hour, 90% of his toxins will be eliminated. It will be considered a success!"

Mrs. Wang nodded and quickly stopped crying. She held Wang Ze's broken arm with her trembling hand and said, "Ze'er, do you remember? In the past, every time you finished a fight, you always liked to come to your mother to praise yourself.

You said that you will definitely become a peerless strongman surpassing your father in the future, and will make your mother live a better life. You said that Changshan is too small, and you want to go to Jizhou, to a wider place..."

As Mrs. Wang recalled it, a picture flashed through the mind of Wang Ze, who was already in a state of uncertainty.

"Mom, I defeated a fat man weighing more than 200 pounds today!"

"Mom, I hunted a monster today!"

"Mom, I want to be in Muye Province in the future and be an official greater than the county governor..."

Wang Zeben had almost reached his limit and his heavenly veins were about to be shattered, but Mrs. Wang's voice rekindled his fighting spirit.

"Mom, I must get better and stand in front of you..."

Zhao Yun has no mother or father, so he doesn't quite understand the emotions between mother and son or father and son. But when he saw the tears falling from the corners of Wang Ze's eyes at some point, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Crazy Wang can actually do this."

Are you crying? Children with mothers are really different!"

"Uncle Wang, squeeze out the juice from the remaining Ghost Grass and sprinkle it on Brother Ze's head!"

Wang Xiong hurriedly followed the instructions, but the ghost grass can only assist at most, and the most important thing is to rely on will. The will is immortal, and the heavenly veins will last forever!

"Ze'er, get well soon. Mom hasn't heard from you for a long time. Mom wants to hear what you have to say about the future. Mom believes that you will definitely become a top master!"

When 70% of the toxin was eliminated, half of Wang Ze's heavenly veins collapsed and the other half was crumbling.

When 80% of the toxins were eliminated, only one-third of his heavenly veins remained.

"Hold on, you said you wouldn't let me down..."

Wang Ze now has no problem with his willpower and can persevere, but the problem is that his heavenly veins have been severely damaged, his consciousness has become confused, and he has no idea what he is doing.

"The heavenly veins can't hold his soul anymore..." Zhao Yun was anxious. If Wang Ze disappeared at this moment, it would not only be difficult for Wang Xiong and his wife to accept, but even he himself would not be able to accept it.

At the moment when 90% of the toxins in the body were absorbed, the remaining one-third of Wang Ze's heavenly veins suddenly trembled violently and collapsed. Wang Ze's breath also suddenly fell silent, and his heart stopped beating. Mrs. Wang could not feel it.

, but Wang Xiong, as a strong man in the martial arts realm, felt it very clearly, and suddenly he felt as if the sky had fallen, and there was a bang in his head.

"Give it a try!" Seeing that there was no other way, Zhao Yun decided to take the risk.

"Go!" At the last moment, Zhao Yun wrapped the red thread that was sent into Wang Ze's body around his heavenly veins. Suddenly a miracle occurred, and the heavenly veins that were about to collapse were dyed red little by little, and then

The broken parts are reconnected, and the collapsed parts grow again. In a few breaths, they are restored to their original state, and become wider and stronger!

"Son!" Just when Wang Xiong could no longer control his emotions that were about to collapse, Wang Ze's eyes suddenly opened, and a trace of red flashed through his pupils, startling his father.

Wang Xiong stepped forward and immediately checked Wang Ze's pulse. After feeling his lost breath and gradually increasing heartbeat, he excitedly spoke incoherently, "Son, are you not dead?"

"What do you say, Wang?" Mrs. Wang exploded upon hearing this, "Are you looking forward to your son's death?"

Wang Xiong didn't have time to explain to him, so he looked at Zhao Yun and said, "Zilong, I just understood..."

Zhao Yun let out a long breath. Fortunately, he made the right bet, otherwise he would have been shameless in facing the Wang family and the dead three-crown and three-yellow chicken.

"Brother Ze has finally escaped death. If he survives a catastrophe, he will be blessed later. I believe he will be able to achieve the awesomeness he boasted about before."

"Of course!" At this time, Wang Ze's eyes returned to normal and he said in a weak voice: "Father, mother, I have made you worry!"

"Ze'er!" Mrs. Wang burst into tears with excitement, hugging Wang Ze and crying like a human being.

At this time, Zhao Yun was so exhausted that he almost stumbled and fell.

Wang Xiong hurriedly supported him and said solemnly: "Zilong, thank you very much. The Wang family owes you a life!"

Before Zhao Yun had time to speak, Wang Feng came over there with a pot. When he saw Wang Ze, his eyes narrowed at first, and then he was overjoyed, "Nephew, are you awake?"

Wang Ze struggled to squeeze out a smile, "Second uncle, I'm fine."

"Okay, okay, that's great!" Wang Feng was very excited, "You have just recovered from a serious illness and your body is too weak. The ginseng chicken soup has just been cooked. Drink some quickly."

Zhao Yun suddenly came over to hold the soup pot and smelled it, "It's not enough. Brother Wang is not suitable to drink this at this time, so give it to me."

"Didn't you just drink a pot? If you want to drink for a while, I will cook it for you. Give this to Ze'er first!"

"Huh?" Zhao Yun took another deep breath of soup and asked curiously: "Why does this pot of soup taste different from the one just now?"

Wang Feng's eyelids twitched, "It's the same, maybe it's because the cooking time of this pot is short and it doesn't have the same aroma as the previous pot."

"No, no, I think this pot is more delicious."

"Zilong, Ze'er is very weak right now and needs to be replenished! Don't cause trouble!"

Wang Ze had just woken up and didn't understand what was going on. "Second uncle, give it to him."

On the side, Wang Xiong vaguely felt something, and couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Little brother, just do it. You see, Ze'er's hands and feet are broken. She really needs some nutrition. If you need it too, I'll go and cook another pot for you."

Surprisingly, Wang Feng changed his tone and was very polite, but Zhao Yun sneered, "Okay, remember to use more double blood poison."

"Okay." Wang Feng subconsciously said okay, but then he realized something was wrong and hurriedly said: "What about double blood poison, I don't understand."

Zhao Yun opened the lid of the pot and said, "You may not know that the poison of the blood mantis and blood spider will turn into blood in hot water."

Several people looked into the pot, and sure enough they saw a layer of blood foam floating on the ginseng soup. Wang Feng's eyes were obviously panicked, "Maybe the chicken was not blanched when it was stewed."

"I didn't expect Uncle Wang to know how to cook. It seems that I misunderstood you. So, how about you take a sip first, but I want to remind you that these two poisons will become more toxic after being heated."

"I'm not sick or in pain, so I don't need to drink this. Also, I really don't understand what you are talking about. Don't think that you can do whatever you want in the Wang family just because you saved Ze'er! I am the second head of the Wang family after all, and you can't slander me casually.

of!"

"Then why don't you dare to drink?"

"What do you mean, do you think I will harm my own nephew?"

"I didn't say that, I was just afraid that the chicken soup wouldn't taste good, so I wanted you to try it first."

Wang Ze frowned and realized something was wrong. He looked at his father. Wang Xiong closed his eyes, took a deep breath and opened them again, "Second brother, why?"

Wang Feng took a step back and said with disbelief: "Brother, do you doubt me?"

"Have you forgotten that when you were a child, your eldest brother often cooked delicious food for you, including this three-crown and three-yellow chicken? Have you ever seen it cook with blood foam?"

Wang Feng was stunned, how could he not know that there is no blood in the chicken with three crowns and three yellow chickens, the blood does not stick to the meat, there is no need to blanch it, and there is no bleeding foam when boiled, but he could only give a random reason just now in a hurry.

"Since you don't believe me, then why don't you drink it!" Wang Feng was about to drop the soup pot in his hand, but luckily Zhao Yun snatched it away.

"I don't care if you destroy the evidence, but it's a pity that this pot of soup is ruined."

"Second brother!" Wang Xiong looked sternly and stared at Wang Feng and asked, "Why!"

"Hehehehe." Wang Feng seemed to lose his support all of a sudden and laughed a few times, his laughter was very evil, "Why? Of course it is to survive. If you want to blame me, I blame you. Why do you have to offend the Xiao family?"

"What did you say?"

"If you hadn't insisted on going your own way and going against the Xiao family, how could my son have died in the hands of the Xiao family!"

Wang Xiong's eyes trembled. This matter has always been on his mind. Back then, the Xiao family was arrogant and domineering, bullying the weak, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he went against the Xiao family. As a result, in a conflict, Wang Feng's son was killed by the Xiao family.

A large-scale fight broke out between the two families, but overall the Wang family suffered. Later, the matter was settled and the hatred between the two families became more and more serious.

"Second uncle!" Wang Ze knew this very well. "How can you blame your father for what happened back then? How many people were killed by the Xiao family who killed innocent people and robbed their territory? The death of my cousin was the fault of the Xiao family. You are not the worst.

Do you hate the Xiao family?

"Hate? Why do we hate? Do you know that Xiao Mu has actually broken through to the Martial Sect long ago? How can we fight against the Xiao family?"

"Then you can't choose to join the enemy!"

"Why not? Bo'er is already dead, isn't he? If he doesn't join the Xiao family and Xiao Mu comes back in the future, what will happen to Bo'er's younger brothers and sisters? Will they also die young like Bo'er?"

"The Wang family was never afraid of death!"


Chapter completed!