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"You brat, do you still want to be taught a lesson by me?"

At this moment, Jiang Miao's voice sounded from behind the young monk, and at the same time, his hand fell on the young monk's smooth head.

"Donor Jiang, it's just a joke. Don't be like a kid like me, okay?"

After feeling the temperature above his head, the little monk shuddered subconsciously, then turned around and smiled apologetically.

"Get lost." The little monk Jiang Mi reprimanded, then turned to look at Chen Ping'an, "I'm relieved to see you are still alive. Besides, sooner or later, the title of hero will belong to me."

After hearing this, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but smile bitterly after noticing Jiang Miao's face filled with reluctance to admit defeat.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you guys are really in love with each other." Huo Guang on the side couldn't help but complain, "By the way, Chen Pingan, can you get out of bed tomorrow?"

"it should be OK."

If it had been anyone else and he had suffered such a serious injury, he would probably not be able to get out of bed for half a month, let alone tomorrow.

But Chen Ping'an is different. He is one of the doctors with the highest medical skills in the world, and after experiencing the golden light bathing and cleansing of the essence and marrow, his physique has far exceeded that of ordinary martial arts practitioners.

With the elixir he refined himself, although it will take some time to be completely cured, it shouldn't be difficult to get out of bed tomorrow.

"That's good. After all, you are the protagonist of tomorrow's event."

After learning that Chen Ping'an would be able to take action tomorrow, Huo Guang smiled.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Ping'an, who was unconscious and didn't know that tomorrow would be the handover ceremony for the leader of the Jiangnan Martial League, asked with some confusion.

"Tomorrow is the day when the new and old leaders of the Jiangnan Martial League will be handed over."

"And you won the Martial Arts League leader selection competition, so you will naturally be the next leader of the Jiangnan Martial Arts League. Now you should understand why you will be the protagonist tomorrow."

After hearing Chen Pingan's question, Huo Guang explained it slowly.

"I see, then tomorrow is indeed important."

"In that case, please don't disturb my treatment and go out."

Knowing the importance of tomorrow, Chen Ping'an issued an eviction order to everyone in the room without hesitation.

After hearing this, everyone stopped talking nonsense and took the initiative to leave the room.

"Xiao Feng, there is an elixir in the drawer. Please help me get it."

After everyone left, Chen Pingan said to Song Chufeng beside him.

Upon hearing this, the latter took out the elixir from the drawer and handed it to Chen Pingan.

Looking at the elixir in his hand, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but recall the day when he first met Saint Wuchan, because this elixir was given to him by Saint Monk Wuchan that day.

"Chufeng, why do you think I always have the feeling that everything I experienced in Jiangnan was arranged and calculated by others?"

Chen Ping'an stared at the elixir in front of him and murmured with thoughts.

This thought and feeling had appeared in his mind for more than the first time.

The reason why he didn't delve into it before was because he had a lot of troubles. Now that he has won the Martial League leader selection meeting, and the overall situation in Jiangnan has been decided, he thinks of these again, and feels more and more that he My guess is correct.

"You are thinking too much."

"How could someone in this world have so many calculations?"

"Besides, isn't everything that has happened since you came to Jiangnan based on your own choices?"

After hearing Chen Pingan's mysterious words just now, Song Chufeng thought for a while and then gave a negative answer.

"It is indeed true, but I always feel that this is too much of a coincidence, and these coincidences all stem from my first meeting with the holy monk Wu Zen."

Chen Pingan lowered his head and fell into deep thought. Everything he experienced in Jiangnan at this moment was constantly replaying in his mind.

"Let's listen to the details."

After Song Chufeng noticed Chen Ping'an's serious expression again, she took the initiative to ask.