The miracle doctor comes down the mountain: The beautiful CEO wants to support me

Xiao Yi was a little surprised when he saw that the Donghuang Bell suddenly shrank and its aura weakened.

"I'm going to...what's going on?"

Xiao Yi was surprised. He was ready to fight head-on, so why did the situation change like this?

"Don't be so gullible. You, 'Master Zhong', have compromised."

Shennong Ding said, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he finally figured out the meaning of Donghuang Zhong.

In the blink of an eye, the Shennong Ding returned to its original size.

Mr. He and others were all shocked. Xiao Yi really did it!

The Donghuang Bell actually changed and recognized Xiao Yi!

"You're... a bit of a surprise."

Xiao Yi was a little excited. Does this count as...defeating the enemy without fighting?

“It’s all my credit.”

Shennong Ding reminded.

"Yes, yes, it's all thanks to you. I will definitely find Liuren True Grass for you."

Xiao Yi was quite happy.

"It's up to you now. Mission accomplished. I'm tired of fooling it for so long."

Shennong Ding Dao.

Xiao Yi:......

Could you please have a good chat with me? What if Donghuang Zhong takes your words seriously?

He didn't dare to keep the Shennong Ding any longer and quickly put it into the storage space.

Then, he moved his mind again, but the Donghuang Bell was not directly stored into the space.

"It seems that he is still a little cold."

Xiao Yi muttered.

Thinking of something, his spiritual sense covered the Donghuang Bell and tried to establish a connection with it.

At this moment, a cold light flashed, and a murderous intent instantly enveloped him.

When he turned around to look, a flying dagger was already close at hand!

"Mr. Xiao!"

Yuan Wenbin, who was standing by, came forward like lightning and blocked the dagger with his body.

The dagger whistled and instantly pierced his right chest!

"puff!"

Yuan Wenbin vomited blood and his body swayed.

Xiao Yi's face darkened and he held Yuan Wenbin to his side.

At the same time, a figure quickly passed by and grabbed the Donghuang Bell in his hand.

"Second brother!"

Yuan Wenbin stared at the man named Song Jun. Although the two had no actual blood relationship, they had a very close relationship on a daily basis.

In particular, the only guardians left now are Uncle He and his son, him, and uncle and nephew Song Yang and Song Jun.

Xiao Yi didn't have time to think about it, a silver needle flashed in his hand and landed on Yuan Wenbin's acupoint.

Song Jun's expression changed soon after his thought. The Donghuang Bell could not be directly stored in his storage space.

"Song Jun! Do you know what you are doing?!"

Old Man He took a step forward, and the aura around him surged out wildly.

"Uncle He, we have worked hard to protect it for so many years, why can't we be the owner of the Donghuang Bell!"

Song Jun's tone was excited.

"The Great Emperor Donghuang is the master of our ancestors. By doing this, you are violating the promise of our ancestors. Are you trying to be unkind and unjust to our ancestors?"

Mr. He said angrily.

"Song Jun! Do you think you can take the Donghuang Bell away?"

He Kun shouted.

"Who said I'm the only one?"

Song Jun's tone changed.

Before he finished his words, another cold light flashed, and a sharp sword instantly penetrated from behind Mr. He.

Old Man He's face changed and a terrifying aura burst out from his body!

The man behind him wanted to continue exerting force with his hands but was unable to do so and was blown away by the strong energy.

"Song Yang!"

Mr. He looked at Song Yang with an expression of disbelief.

He should have thought of it earlier. It was only Song Jun himself who didn't have the courage to do this. It seemed that the uncle and nephew had already planned it!

What made him more painful than the injuries on his body was that there was a traitor among them!

"Brother, don't blame me. I have guarded the Donghuang Bell for thousands of years. It's hard enough. Why do you want to give it away now?"

Song Yang landed and spoke slowly.

"We are just guardians. This identity was destined thousands of years ago. They can fight for it however they want, but we cannot. We must never cross the line!"

Mr. He's voice sank and his body shook.

Swish!

The sword that was stabbed in the back was knocked away.

"puff!"

Mr. He spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling extremely heartbroken and unwilling to see such a thing happen!

"Fuck your identity! I, Song Yang, will defy fate and change my destiny in this lifetime!"

Song Yang said angrily, his breath bursting and his fighting spirit surging.

"Song Yang, I advise you to turn back from your wrong path and stop daydreaming!"

Old Man He narrowed his eyes slightly and adjusted his injuries. He was not only surprised by Song Yang's hidden strength, but also his great ambition.

On weekdays, they were like a family. He had never had any doubts about them, nor had he ever noticed anything wrong.

"Brother, wake up. The world has changed a long time ago. Put away your pedantic faith and promises, give our children a chance to live, and let them get rid of the shackles on their bodies. Isn't it better?"

Song Yang was venting his emotions, he had been holding them back for a long time.

"you!"

Mr. He's body shook and he suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Song Yang! If that's the case, then you and your nephew can leave. I will never chase you again. Just... leave the Donghuang Bell behind!"

Mr. He slowly raised his head.

He had thought that this promise was sometimes like a chain, but he himself had never wavered in the slightest.

But even if he could do it, what about his sons and grandsons...

"If the Donghuang Bell had not appeared in the world, I would not have done this. Now, let us uncle and nephew take the Donghuang Bell away. Otherwise, even the four of you will not be our opponents. The worst that can happen is that both of us will be destroyed!"

Song Yang shouted.

"Seventh-rank Martial God!"

Xiao Yi observed the strength of Song Yang and the others, and his heart sank.

This uncle and nephew, one a seventh-rank martial god and the other a sixth-rank martial god, are indeed powerful.

On his side, Mr. He and Yuan Wenbin were injured, and his injuries had not yet recovered. Only He Kun was fine, but his strength seemed much weaker than Song Jun.

"I'm giving you a chance, you'd better take it! We all have the same ancestors and beliefs, I don't want you to die in my hands!"

Old Man He straightened his body, and an ancient sword emerged from the void.

“It’s not certain who will die!”

Song Yang took out a huge axe and jumped up from the ground, and Song Jun beside him also jumped up.

In the blink of an eye, Uncle He and his son were facing off against Song Yang.

Xiao Yi was also well prepared. He stepped into the air and headed towards Song Jun.

In an instant, sword intent filled the air, sword light shot up into the sky, and roars continued to explode.

boom!

With a muffled sound, Xiao Yi was blown away and fell near Yuan Wenbin, and his injuries, which had just recovered, were made worse.

"Don't struggle. You might as well give up your cultivation and I can let you live."

Song Jun looked at Xiao Yi coldly, not taking him seriously at all.

"Don't worry!"

Xiao Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and was about to rush up when Yuan Wenbin rushed forward first.

"Second brother! Why are you so stubborn?!"

Yuan Wenbin said loudly.

"Wenbin, don't seek death, and don't be stupid. Forget about the Donghuang Bell and the promise. Think more about them and their daughter."

Song Jun shouted.

"If I don't defend the Donghuang Bell today, how can I face them again!"

Yuan Wenbin endured the pain and fought with Song Jun.

However, he was seriously injured after all, and was at a disadvantage after just a few rounds.

"Don't push me!"

Song Jun pierced Yuan Wenbin's shoulder with his sword again. The latter gritted his teeth, held the long sword tightly, and stabbed the former in the chest with the short knife in his left hand.

"puff!"

Song Jun vomited blood, kicked Yuan Wenbin away, and fell to the ground himself, trying his best to steady his body.

Just when Yuan Wenbin was about to hit the ground, Xiao Yi flew up and helped him absorb most of the force.

"puff……"

Yuan Wenbin was spitting out blood, but his eyes remained firm.