Wang Dongshan thought it was terrible.

If Chu Feng is really from Changsheng Pavilion and has a higher status than Lu Baicao, then what he did before would be like a joke?

The two brothers looked at each other, feeling a little surprised and puzzled.

Not long.

Lu Baicao has written the prescription.

He handed it to Wang Dongshan and said, "This medicine is once a day, and it will definitely be cured for three days."

"Thank you, the doctor."

Wang Dongshan took the prescription with both hands.

Lu Baicao stood up and walked out: "It's getting late, I'll go back first, everyone should rest early."

"The miracle doctor walked slowly."

Wang Dongshan and Wang Donghai looked at each other and saw each other off in person.

Only Wang Qiankun, Chu Feng and others were left in the room.

Wang Qiankun looked a little suspicious, stared at Chu Feng for a while, and waved, "Come here, I have something to say to you."

"Grandpa, please speak."

Chu Feng came to the bed and sat down.

Wang Qiankun asked, "Are you from Changsheng Pavilion?"

Changsheng Pavilion!

As soon as he heard these three words, Su Qingxue's eyes lit up next to him.

She had heard Chu Feng say before that he was the holy lord of Changsheng Pavilion and the guardian of the Chinese dragon vein. At that time, she didn't know what this meant. When she heard my grandfather mention this, she couldn't help but prick up her ears to hear the details.

However, Chu Feng's answer surprised her a little.

He shook his head with confusion on his face and said, "What is the Changsheng Pavilion?"

Wang Qiankun frowned.

Staring at Chu Feng, he asked again: "Why is Lu Baicao so respectful to you?"

"He was chased by a killer a few days ago. I happened to meet him and saved his life."

"I see."

Wang Qiankun nodded.

Although I was still a little suspicious, I couldn't find any flaws, so I had to give up.

But Su Qingxue was stunned.

Chu Feng is clearly the sage master of Changsheng Pavilion, why doesn’t he admit it?

But since Chu Feng didn't say it, she couldn't expose it.

After all, there must be a reason for Chu Feng to do this.

But my curiosity about Changsheng Pavilion became stronger and stronger.

I couldn't help asking, "Grandpa, what exactly is the Changsheng Pavilion you just mentioned?"

"Changsheng Pavilion..."

Wang Qiankun looked at the ceiling, his eyes full of yearning.

After a while, he murmured: "This is a mysterious and powerful organization. It has existed for thousands of years. It is not only rich enough to rival a country, but also has many masters. Most importantly, they gathered the top doctors in the world. It is said that the previous sacred lords of Changsheng Pavilion are all guardians of the dragon vein of China."

Su Qingxue listened carefully and was shocked.

She remembered when she interrogated Chu Feng’s specific identity before? Chu Feng told her that he was a super big boss standing at the top of the pyramid.

I thought it was just a joke.

But now it seems that what Chu Feng said is true.

She asked again: "What is the Dragon Vein Guardian?"

"Legends say that every nation has its own dragon vein, which is related to the national fortune, as well as the rise and fall of the rise and fall of the dragon vein. The meaning of the existence of the dragon vein guardian is to protect the dragon vein?                              �

Wang Qiankun sighed: "I only know so much? After all, beings of the level of Changsheng Pavilion, with the strength of my Wang family, can't get more information."

Su Qingxue's heart was already filled with storms.

Although she knew that Chu Feng was not simple, she didn't expect that his status in the world was so high.

It turns out that this so-called dragon vein guardian.

What is protected is the luck of the entire Chinese nation!

This is even greater than the superheroes in those science fiction movies!

...

at the same time.

In a dilapidated house in the old city of Ningjiang City.

This is the hidden residence that Yang Cong arranged for helping Xuelang to escape from his enemies' pursuit.

And at this moment.

This house became Yang Cong's prison.

He and Kuang Sanjiang followed the agreement with Xuelang. After coming to this room, they were greeted by Xuelang and Wang Jian’s ropes.

The two were tied to a chair.

The door is locked? It is really called Tiantian’s response? It is called Tiantian’s failure.

"Why did this do to me?"

Yang Cong was very angry.

He glared at Xuelang and asked sternly.

However, Xuelang smiled, a little gloomy.

He held a dagger in his hand? He patted Yang Cong's face? Then he slashed lightly? Blood immediately poured out.

Accompanied by Yang Cong's screams, Xuelang gave an explanation: "Actually it's very simple? Because I defected to Chu Feng, he is my master now? But you want my master's life. Shouldn't I treat you like this?"

"you……"

Yang Cong's face looked extremely ugly: "You are a master of the Sixth Heaven of the Imperial Dao. How could you surrender to that little mistress Chu Feng!"

Bang!

Bang!

Slap sex!

Xuelang slapped him five times in the face.

He kicked him over to the ground with his chair with his last kick? He cursed: "I dare to insult my master. I deserve death."

Yang Cong was screaming in pain by him.

He fell to the ground and wailed with a bruised face: "Snow Wolf? We are friends. When you were in trouble, I saved your life. How could you repay your kindness for Chu Feng!"

"So what if I saved my life? I'll die thousands of times if I dare to harm my master."

Xuelang threw the dagger in his hand: "Tell me, how do you two want to die?"

"No! No!"

Yang Cong shook his head desperately: "I don't want to die!"

Kuang Sanjiang, who was begging for mercy on the side, was also scared and begged for mercy on his face.

puff!

Xuelang directly stabbed Kuang Sanjiang in the thigh, causing the latter to tremble all over and scream.

Xuelang smiled and said, "Didn't my master just destroy your son's arm? Just one arm, what's the point? But you actually want to kill my master. Is there any king's law? Is there any law of nature?"

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong!"

Kuang Sanjiang was in pain and sweated coldly, and he desperately accused him of mercy.

He secretly regretted that his martial arts skills were not high enough.

Otherwise, the snow wolf must be torn to pieces!

At this moment, he was obviously doing something that he was not obsessed with, but he still asked him if he had any kingly law?

This is simply unreasonable!

But he didn't dare to say it, so he could only admit his mistake and beg for mercy.

Xuelang sighed: "After talking, I know that begging for mercy is really boring. I'll give you a try."
To be continued...