The proud master of the female president

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely awkward.

How to do?
Lin Yu didn't dare to say a word.

He was afraid that if he spoke, it would make Xia Ling and Shen Suyu feel even more embarrassed or even angry.

suddenly!

At the critical moment, Shen Suyu's cell phone rang.

Hearing the ringtone of the mobile phone, except for the second lady, they didn't feel anything, and the other three felt relieved-this was the best chance to go down the stairs.

"what?!"

However, when the call was connected, Shen Suyu's face turned pale: "Okay! I'll go back right away!"

The four people present are all warriors, and their cultivation bases are not low.

The voice on the other end of the phone was heard by the other three.

"Sister, is it Grandpa Fan?!" Shen Suyan's expression changed.

"Fan Zhenlong?" Lin Yu asked hurriedly.

"Yes."

Shen Suyu frowned tightly.

Xia Ling was taken aback for a moment, she saw that Lin Yu knew each other, and although she was a little unhappy, she still said, "Why don't you go over and see?"

After a few minutes.

Xia Ling walked into the movie theater listlessly.

hum...

Bentley slammed on the accelerator to accelerate, and Lin Yu's Honda followed behind.

Not long after, two cars drove into the Shen family manor.

"Miss!"

As soon as the car came to a complete stop, Zhao Hong came running quickly, with anxiety written all over his face: "Mr. Fan is dying...Master?! No! Head!"

Zhao Hong changed his words quickly.

He is the housekeeper of the Shen family, and Lin Yu is the son-in-law of the Shen family. Of course he is called uncle.

but……

Later, Lin Yu helped him improve his cultivation, but the premise was that he joined the Tyrant Sword Sect: It is impossible to say, to improve his cultivation for outsiders, right?Therefore, including Shen Suyu and Shen Suyan, they are all disciples of Ba Saber Sect now.

The difference is that they don't have to regard the Ba Saber Sect's residence as their home like other disciples.

Shen Suyu continued to be her chairman.

Shim So-yeon continues to go to school.

Similarly, Zhao Hong continued to be his housekeeper, loyally protecting the Shen family.

"You're welcome, what happened?" Lin Yu asked hurriedly.

"Master, thank you for coming!"

Zhao Hong didn't care about the politeness, so he dragged him and ran to the villa, speaking very fast, "Mr. Fan came here with a serious injury. Just over half an hour ago, the injury was very serious...I can only temporarily stop the bleeding and use my true energy to stop the bleeding." Hold him down."

He didn t know that Lin Yu had returned to Jinling.

When something like this happens, Shen Suyu must be told immediately, but he knows it very well...

Whether he or the eldest lady, they don't know medical skills, okay?
Martial arts cannot solve all problems!
Gah!
As soon as he ran into the central villa, Lin Yu saw sporadic blood stains everywhere on the floor and sofa.

There was another person lying on the sofa.

Hair and beard are all white.

The breath is weak.

puff……

suddenly!

The old man lying on the sofa coughed without warning, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Lin Yu's expression changed, and he ran over as if flying.

The fingertips lingered with various colors of light, which instantly touched the heart of the old man.

The other hand grabbed the old man's wrist.

His face became serious.

"How?!" Shen Suyu asked hastily.

"It hurts badly."

Lin Yu took a long breath and took out the needle bag from the storage ring.

The fingers of his other hand kept pressing on the old man's heart, not daring to let go.

Zhao Hong only had a superficial understanding of medical skills. He thought that the old man's life was suspended, but in fact that was not the case at all—just now, if he came one minute late, the old man would not be able to save his life.

At this moment, his finger on the heart was the one that really held the old man by his breath.

Let go, the old man will die immediately!

"I'll help you get the needle." Shen Suyu said hastily.

Lin Yu was holding the old man's last breath with one hand, and was holding the needle bag with the other hand, and the silver needle could not be taken out theoretically.

"Need not."

call out!
call out!
call out!
Suddenly, the silver needles automatically flew out of the needle bag, floating in front of him one by one.

"Oh my god!" Shen Suyan's eyes widened.

Ok.

Although she is already a martial artist, she has almost never been in contact with them. She only understands some basic common sense in the world of martial artists.

In fact, this is another layer of application of Yujianshu.

Since Immortal Dao can control the sword, why can't it control it, just a few silver needles?
Control the needle with the mind.

The silver needles were pierced into various acupoints accurately, and the true essence contained in the needles was slowly injected.

At this time, Lin Yu dared to take back the hand that was pressing on the heart.

The old man was seriously injured!
The meridians are broken in many places.

Even the core of the heart was broken.

If it weren't for the warrior's strong physique, an ordinary person would have died long ago.

time flies.

This kind of injury can't be cured by ordinary people at all. Even some doctors who are proficient in martial arts are serious injuries that are difficult to heal, but for Lin Yu today, it is not difficult.

Two 10 minutes later.

The silver needles flew into the needle pocket one after another.

Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief, pointed at the heart, and immediately withdrew his hand.

"cough……"

The old man spat out a pool of dark red blood that was almost solidified, and finally opened his eyes slowly: "Suyu...is it Xiaolin?!"

"Senior, long time no see."

Lin Yu smiled and held the old man's hand: "Don't worry, the injury has been brought under control. After another ten days and a half months of cultivation, you should be able to fully recover-attention! During this period of time, you should rest and rest, and you must not act rashly."

Inner gas.

Infuriating.

True Yuan.

These are the three stages of Martial Dao, Xuan Dao, and Immortal Dao, and different energy forms in the warrior's dantian.

In other words, the old man only has martial arts level cultivation.

"Grandpa Fan."

Shen Suyu hurried forward and asked hastily: "Who was injured by you? How could it... be so seriously injured?"

Fan Zhenlong.

She is close friends with Shen Suyu's grandfather, and also the current head of Youyun Sect.

but……

This Youyun Sect is said to be a martial arts sect, but in fact it cannot be regarded as a sect.

They don't compete for interests in the world of warriors, they just stick to a small area, and they don't covet wealth and power in the mundane world.

The few disciples of the master's sect put martial arts training as the second priority, and instead devoted themselves to learning calligraphy and painting from the master Fan Zhenlong - how could such a sect become enemies with others?

At the beginning, the reason why Lin Yu met Fan Zhenlong was because the old man came to Jinling in person to participate in a large-scale calligraphy and painting exhibition.

"It's Sword Master... my brother Qiao Ying." Old Master Fan sighed.

"Your brother?"

Shen Suyu looked bewildered.

Mr. Fan and his grandfather had a very good relationship. They had been in frequent contact during his grandfather's lifetime. She grew up with him, but she never heard Mr. Fan mention his so-called senior brother.

"That was all many years ago..." Mr. Fan fell into memory.

Different from those big sects with thousands of years of history, Youyunmen was founded by Fan Zhenlong.

He is both the head and the founder.

Youyunmen has existed for only 30 years.

"Master doesn't have a teacher, so he accidentally got a mental method. He groped and cultivated to become a martial artist. In the end, he didn't establish a sect. He only accepted two apprentices in his life..."

Then, Fan Zhenlong said: "Master was originally a master of calligraphy and painting, but the reason why he became a master is inseparable from martial arts. He devoted his whole life to calligraphy and painting, and I also inherited his preference, but my senior brother Obsessed with martial arts, parted ways because of disagreement—in the end, I founded Youyunmen, and he established Sharpening Sword Sect."

In fact, there is no right or wrong.

Isn't it because of the help of martial arts that his master has profound attainments in calligraphy and painting?

only……

The brothers and sisters disagreed with each other, and established their own sects. Naturally, they lost contact with each other in the future, until a few days ago...