President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

"sister."

At this time, a clear and pleasant voice came, and immediately after, an exquisite figure flew across the sky.

Lin Yifan, Hainantian, Huahua and the others all followed the sound subconsciously.

Everyone felt a scent blowing towards their faces, and the next moment, Qing Lan, who was wearing a long skirt that stretched the floor, landed steadily in front of everyone like a celestial beauty walking out of a painting.

"Sister, are you out of customs?"

Hong Cui stepped forward quickly, and when she saw Qing Lan, her eyes lit up and her face was full of joy.

"Ah."

Qinglan nodded her head slightly, and exhaled like blue: "I have been studying the way of swords in seclusion for a while. As soon as I left the seclusion, I heard that there was a large-scale poisoning incident in Mocheng in the northwest of our country, so I hurried over to investigate the situation. How is it now? gone?"

Hearing this, Hong Cui smiled and said: "It's all right, fortunately the master arrived in time, and with his own strength, he dissolved all the ice cold poison in the bodies of fifteen thousand warriors in the three camps."

"Oh?"

Qinglan's beautiful eyes widened, and she glanced at Lin Yifan in shock.

Sensing Qing Lan's eyes, Lin Yifan just smiled slightly.

"Master Lin has supernatural powers, and he can always turn the tide. The little girl admires him."

Qinglan bowed slightly to Lin Yifan and saluted.

She, the iceberg beauty with a cold personality, gave a very rare flattery.

There was no way, Lin Yifan was simply too evil.

Always able to create miracles in critical moments, thus turning the tide.

Even Qing Lan, who had a cold personality, couldn't help but to praise her.

"Qinglan, I..."

At this time, Liang Hao, who was paralyzed in a pool of blood, felt as if his whole body had been struck by lightning after hearing Qinglan's voice, and trembled violently.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked in Qinglan's direction.

Coincidentally, when he glanced over, he happened to see Qing Lan bowing to Lin Yifan, and the way Qing Lan looked at Lin Yifan pierced Liang Hao's heart like a sharp knife.

He could see it.

Qing Lan looked at Lin Yifan with admiration, admiration, and obsession.

This is a look Liang Hao has never seen in his life.

"Damn Lin Yifan, take away my love and ruin my cultivation, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go..."

Liang Hao gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly, the back molars clenching loudly.

"Qinglan, you came just in time."

Lin Yifan pointed to Liang Hao who was lying in a pool of blood, and with a twist of his mouth, he said, "This man's name is Liang Hao. He grew up with you as a childhood sweetheart. You should know him, right?"

Hearing this, Qing Lan followed the direction of her finger and coldly glanced at Liang Hao who was lying on the ground.

"Qinglan..."

When Liang Hao noticed that Qinglan was looking over, his heart clenched and he couldn't help shouting.

However, in Qing Lan's eyes, he only felt a touch of coldness, a touch of contempt, and a touch of disgust...

This look is like looking at a lost dog.

In contrast, the way Qinglan looked at Lin Yifan was completely different.

This made Liang Hao's heart feel like a knife, his lips trembled violently uncontrollably, and a look of despair appeared on his face.

He was heartbroken.

"I'm not familiar with it." Qing Lan's answer was very concise.

Unfamiliar.

This is Qing Lan's comment on Liang Hao, her childhood friend who grew up together.

"He is one of the murderers who poisoned this time. For the sake of his voluntary confession, I spare him. However, I abolished his life-long skills."

When Lin Yifan was talking, he stared at Qinglan's expression.

"Huh? Liang Hao is the murderer who poisoned him?"

Qinglan was a little surprised when she heard the words, her eyebrows were slightly tensed, and she said: "Master Lin, this son has committed a serious crime, you handled it well."

Lin Yifan nodded with a smile.

Judging from Qinglan's answer and expression, she didn't have a good impression of Liang Hao, the suitor.

Otherwise, seeing Liang Hao collapsed in a pool of blood, one must feel compassion in his heart.

Lin Yifan turned his head slightly, looked in Liang Hao's direction, and said coldly, "Liang Hao, I told you to get up, are you deaf?"

"me……"

Hearing the sound, Liang Hao trembled all over, gritted his teeth, and used all his strength to get up from the ground. It took about a few minutes before he leaned on his knees with both hands, trying to keep his body from shaking as much as possible.

"Now, get out of Northwest Mocheng, and never come back."

"We don't welcome you in Northwest Mo City."

"If I see you again, I won't give you another chance to live."

Lin Yifan snorted coldly and said.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he issued an order to expel Liang Hao.

"What? I'm a useless person now. If I leave Mocheng in the northwest, wouldn't I have no chance of surviving?"

Liang Hao was startled when he heard the words, turned his head in a hurry, and looked at Qinglan who was not far away: "Sister Qinglan, please look at the friendship we grew up with as childhood sweethearts, please help me to beg for mercy, I don't want to leave the northwest desert City, I want to survive, I don't want to die..."

Hearing this, Qing Lan frowned, her beautiful face became more and more cold as ice.

She was silent, not saying a word.

What is the greatest humiliation for a person?
Not swearing, not fisting, but ignoring him.

Liang Hao is now being mercilessly ignored by Qing Lan.

"Hey, what's the matter with you kid? Do you think we are a vegetable market? How dare you bargain with our Master Lin?"

Hainantian couldn't stand it any longer, and cursed loudly: "Open your dog eyes and look, all the people in this city hate you to the bone. If you don't leave Mocheng in the northwest, do you think you can live in the northwest? Did Mocheng survive?"

Hearing this, Liang Hao was slightly taken aback. He turned his head and looked at the crowded crowd outside the square.

The expressions of every onlooker and common people were extremely hideous and terrifying.

Each of them looked at Liang Hao with hatred in their eyes, wishing they could swallow Liang Hao alive.

Immediately, Liang Hao trembled all over, broke out in cold sweat, and his back felt chilly.

A sense of sadness rose from the bottom of my heart.

He left Mocheng in the northwest, and with his current state of cultivation, he would definitely die in the boundless wilderness of the desert.

And if he stayed, the people all over the city would definitely beat him violently.

At that time, he, the former warrior of the king realm, might be beaten to death by the people.

Everywhere is dead.

"Qinglan, let's see you in the next life... In the next life, I will be an indomitable hero, so that you can take the initiative to fall in love with me. I will never be a beggar again..."

Suddenly, Liang Hao gritted his teeth and stood up, yelling in Qinglan's direction.

It seems that the last bit of strength has been exhausted.

Or there is nothing more sad than death.

The next moment, Liang Hao suddenly suffocated, and fell to the ground straight, his head tilted, and he immediately lost his vitality.

Seeing the situation, Little Six quickly stepped forward to check Liang Hao's breath, shook his head after a while, and said in Lin Yifan's direction: "Sir Lin, this Liang Hao has passed away. "

Lin Yifan shrugged his shoulders, turned his head and looked at Qinglan with a half-smile: "Qinglan, don't you feel a little sad when your childhood friend dies?"

"Oh."

Qing Lan responded indifferently, and stopped talking.

On a cold and beautiful face, there was not even a slight change in expression.

It is enough to see how dismissive this Qinglan is towards Liang Hao.

Even if Liang Hao dies, deep in Qing Lan's heart, there will be no ripples.

"It's really chilling for a woman to be unfeeling."

Lin Yifan sighed secretly, took one last look at Liang Hao's body, shook his head and sighed, "It's a terrible death."

In Lin Yifan's view, Liang Hao's strategy of pursuing Qinglan was wrong from the very beginning.

A man who wants to pursue his beloved woman does not rely on stalking, nor does he sell his dignity to curry favor with women.

If you want to pursue an excellent woman, you have to work hard to improve yourself, make yourself good enough and dazzling enough, and when the time comes, your attractiveness to women will naturally increase.

When you improve yourself, those high-ranking women in the past are very likely to pursue you in turn.

The death of Liang Hao and others was just a small episode.

Lin Yifan's Shennong Ding was still braving the flames.

The [-] martial artists surrounding the Shennong Cauldron were constantly dispelling the cold poison of ice and soul in their bodies.

More and more warriors successfully detoxified and stood up from the ground.

"Brother Lin, this madman Zhang from Southwest Mo City is really too vicious. He actually sent someone to murder the warriors of our three camps, and he almost succeeded..."

Standing beside Lin Yifan, Huahua gritted her teeth and said, "If it weren't for the overall strength of our Northwest Mocheng, we would not be able to compete with the Southwest Mocheng for the time being, I wish I could kill it now and raz the Southwest Mocheng to the ground."

Hearing this, Lin Yifan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely avenge my revenge today. Madman Zhang from Southwest Mocheng? It's just a small character, not worth mentioning."

"Ah."

Huahua nodded approvingly.

Although it is said that the power of Mocheng in the southwest is more than ten times that of Mocheng in the northwest.

Neither the peak force nor the number of fighters can be compared in Northwest Mocheng.

However, when Lin Yifan said that he wanted to take revenge, he acted indifferently, completely ignoring Southwest Mocheng.

In this regard, Huahua is not surprised at all.

After all, Lin Yifan is a person who can always create miracles.

He is a genius who is once in a thousand years.

In front of Lin Yifan, Zhang, the madman of Southwest Mocheng, is not a strong opponent at all.

In the next few days, the strange fire in the Shennong Ding's cauldron continued to burn, and the warriors in the three major camps recovered one after another after warming up to the fire.

At the dawn of the fourth day, when the sky sprinkled a ray of morning glory, the last warrior also stood up and dispelled the cold poison of ice soul in his body.

So far, all the warriors in the three major camps have completely dissolved the ice cold poison in their bodies.

At a glance, Lin Yifan saw that more than 1 warriors had been rearranged in order according to their respective camps, forming a square formation.

"Say!"

Suddenly, Hainan Tian gave an order.

"The White Tiger Camp thanks Chief Lin for saving his life!"

The five or six thousand warriors in the White Tiger Battalion all knelt down on the ground, shouting words of thanks.

The sound shook nine days, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.