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Chapter 1831 He is still alive

Everyone's eyes fell on Mr. Ye.

Su Hongshan also looked at Old Ye.

Old Ye sighed and said, "He should be alive."

"this……"

Everyone was shocked and suspicious.

Everyone present knew how powerful Mr. Ye was, but even though Mr. Ye was seriously injured, Leng Zichang was still alive.

This is even older than an old monster!

Su Hongshan is not surprised by this.

That day, she could see clearly that Leng Zichang's strength was not inferior to Mr. Ye.

Old Ye continued: "But he is seriously injured."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

This is reasonable, otherwise the man would have hurt Mr. Ye like this and would have been so perverted if he was safe and sound.

If there is such an enemy, they may not be able to sleep well.

Leng Wumian said with thought:

"If he was seriously injured, where would he go? The emperor of Xishi had long wanted to escape from his control. At this time, he would only take advantage of his illness to kill him. He would definitely not be able to go to the Xishi Palace, so where would he be?"

Old Ye shook his head: "It's not that simple. Emperor Xishi wants to escape from his control. Don't forget that he has the entire sect guards. Those people are top-notch masters, so it's not difficult to save him."

"But he was seriously injured, and there was no Wuxiangcheng behind him, so his injuries would not heal so quickly." Leng Wumian said again.

Su Hongshan shook her head and said, "He himself comes from Wuxiangcheng and has been hiding in Xishi for so many years. The medicine and poison should be no less than Mr. Ye. And after so many years, it is not ruled out that he has an apprentice."

If he had an apprentice and inherited his ability to treat poison, he would not have no place to go. No matter how severe the injury or how severe the poison is, it would be possible to cure it.

"Wouldn't that mean he will soon be revived?"

Everyone present was helpless.

No one dares to underestimate a master who can fight with Mr. Ye.

Leng Mingyan smiled and said, "Don't do this. At least, the formless fruit tree that has destroyed Xishi. He can no longer create a continuous stream of Xishi masters. He is not afraid of being powerful alone. We still have Mr. Ye."

"Yes, yes, we still have Mr. Ye." The light ignited in the eyes of others.

"Don't worry about Leng Zichang, I will solve it." Old Ye said, and a cold light that made people's heart-pounding was also ignited in his turbid eyes.

That Leng Zichang must not be allowed to stay in the world, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

With him here, he can still intimidate him, but what if he is gone?

He lived in his 150s, but he was not immortal.

Moreover, after the battle with Leng Zichang, he obviously felt that his body was different from before.

He looked at Han Yelin and said:

"Boy, the world is already in chaos. Among the four countries, the Northern Hu was destroyed, and the Nanyue was struggling to support it. Xishi suffered a lot of population losses due to Leng Zichang. It seems that there are many experts, but ordinary troops are incomparable to Dongshu.

Only Dongshu remains the same, and now it has added the help of Wuxiangcheng masters. I hope you can end this war as soon as possible. Do you understand?"

Han Yelin focused heavily: "I understand."

He also wanted to end the battle as soon as possible and go back with his wife to live a peaceful and stable life.

Mr. Ye nodded with satisfaction: "After a while, I will go to Leng Zichang. Before that, I will keep recuperating here. If I need to take action, just say it.

It’s better to bring their masters together and I will solve them at once.”

Although Dongshu has Wuxiangcheng to help, Wuxiangcheng's masters are limited, which is still far from the West Stone masters.

But if Mr. Ye can solve some of it, the rest will not be feared.

"It's great, so the war is over."

Everyone was very happy, but Su Hongshan's eyes fell on Old Ye.

For some reason, she always feels like Mr. Ye is arranging his funeral.

After the matter was agreed, everyone left.

Han Yelin was the commander of the first army and could not leave for too long. He only said a few words to Su Hongshan and then returned to the army.

When he went back this time, he had to think about how to get all the masters of Xishi to gather together.

Su Shitou and Leng Wumian also left. During this period, they also went to fight to kill the enemy and were already a young general.

Leng Mingyan went back to continue to raise his body. His body was in great pain, and no matter how good the medicine was, he could only raise it slowly.

Su Hongshan went to find Mr. Ye.

As soon as I arrived at the yard, I noticed that Mr. Ye, who should have been in the room, was standing on the roof.

She turned around and arrived at Old Ye and stood beside him: "Old Ye, are you basking in the sun here?"

Looking up, the clouds were bursting, and there was no trace of the sun at all.

Old Ye gave him a blank look and sat down on the roof: "What are you stinky girl here for?"

Su Hongshan smiled and said, "Of course I'm here to chat with you, Mr. Ye."

"Old man, I don't have time to chat with you."

Old Ye said angrily, this stinky girl is very keen, and she can see through it if she accidentally.

Su Hongshan looked at Old Ye seriously and said, "Extend your hand, I'll take your pulse."

Old Ye subconsciously put his hand behind him: "What kind of pulse do you want to take? Stinky girl, what trick do you want to play?"

Su Hongshan didn't joke anymore this time, just looked at him seriously: "Are you afraid that I will take your pulse? What's wrong with your pulse?"

Old Ye said angrily: "What's the problem? Old man, I'm over 150 years old. In the world, there is no one who lives longer than me, except Leng Zichang, the old monster who has no luck left.

"Is that so? Since there is no problem, why don't you let me take my pulse?" Su Hongshan pressed step by step.

"Take it, it depends on what you can make of it." Old Ye directly stretched his arm in front of her.

Su Hongshan didn't say anything anymore and took his pulse carefully.

The poison has been relieved and the internal injury is much better than before. After taking care of it for a while, it will gradually improve. It seems that there is no problem?

But Mr. Ye gave him a very different feeling.

She was worried and carefully diagnosed it again, but still found no problems, so she let him go.

How could Mr. Ye miss this good opportunity to harm her? He immediately said, "Look, I told you that it's okay. You just don't believe it, now you believe it."

Su Hongshan curled her lips and said nothing.

She hugged her knees and looked at the sky, and suddenly said, "Do you have to fight to the death? Can you use other methods?"

Old Ye's body stiffened and he didn't say anything.

Su Hongshan turned her head and stared at him quietly, sighed, and said again: "Can you try other methods?"

She knew that only Mr. Ye could solve Leng Zichang.

But she always felt a vague feeling in her heart that Mr. Ye would probably not be able to come back now.

Although this old man has not known each other for a long time, he has helped them too much, like an old naughty boy.

Without him, Leng Wumian and Su Shitou's injuries would not have been healed so quickly.

Without him, Leng Mingyan would have been gone long ago.

Without him, the island she had spent a lot of effort to build would never want to go to again.
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