My girlfriend scolded me for being worthless and backhandedly marrying Bai Fumei.

"Reporting to the Headmaster, Ni Haodu's ghost has been shattered!"

The elder guarding the Soul Jade looked shocked. Three people had died in a row in the past half month. This was very unusual.

"What? Dead? Didn't he ask him to investigate the cause of death of the other two people? Why did he die so quickly? Did he encounter some powerful enemy?"

The old man Yingui sounded confused, but his face was filled with frost.

The elder pondered: "There is a possibility. I suspect that the murderer who killed him and the murderer who killed the other two are the same person. After all, there are really not many people who dare to oppose my Yingui Sect."

"Hmph, if you dare to kill someone from my Yin Gui sect, no matter who you are, you will die! Send three elders over and make sure to capture this person. I want to see who is so brave and dares to kill me. I want to pull out the souls of those from the Yin Gui sect and light up sky lanterns!"

The old man Yin Gui's sinister instructions were filled with murderous intent, making the elder shudder.

"As you command, Lord Headmaster!"

The headmaster left in a cold sweat, thinking that the murderer was dead and would definitely regret coming to this world.

At the Yu family, Chen Fan had already finished acupuncture on Mr. Yu.

"Teacher, this Tai Chi magic needle is really too profound, too magical and mysterious. I probably won't be able to fully master it in my life!"

Sun Huairen's face was full of admiration and sigh. This Tai Chi magic needle has endless changes. Chen Fan can actually use it at his fingertips. He is indeed worthy of being a god.

Yu Guofeng asked nervously: "Mr. Chen, my father, is this okay?"

Chen Fan nodded: "It's nothing serious. I'll prescribe a prescription later. Just take it on time and you'll recover quickly. As I said, there's no problem in living for ten to eight years."

"Cough cough..."

While talking, Mr. Yu, who was dying on the hospital bed, opened his eyes and woke up.

At this time, his eyes were bright and the color returned to his pale face. How could he still look like a dying person?

Yu Guofeng was overjoyed: "Dad, how do you feel?"

"I feel strong all over, and my body feels lighter than ever before. By the way, I'm thirsty."

Mr. Yu wiped away his previous weakness and spoke with great vigor.

This scene made everyone stunned.

A dying man was actually saved by Mr. Chen?

This is nothing short of a miracle!

Everyone looked at Chen Fan with more and more awe.

Mr. Yu drank a few tons of water and said to Sun Huairen with a grateful face: "Brother Sun, thank you for saving my life."

"Brother, you are wrong. It is not me who saves you, but my teacher."

Sun Huairen quickly pointed at Chen Fan and corrected him.

"Oh?"

Mr. Yu was slightly stunned, then looked at Chen Fan and said gratefully: "Young man, thank you very much for saving the old man's life!"

At this time, he was already in a turmoil. Not only did he save himself, a dying man, but he was also called a teacher by Sun Huairen. More importantly, he was still so young. I am afraid that such a talent is unique!

Thinking of this, he waved to Yu Guofeng: "Guofeng, take my two taels of tea and give it to Mr. Chen."

"Yes!"

Yu Guofeng quickly took out a box of tea, handed it to Chen Fan and said respectfully: "Mr. Chen, please accept this box of tea."

Chen Fan was slightly stunned when he took the tea leaves. The tea leaves were dark, wrinkled, had neither tea aroma nor appearance, and were really ordinary tea leaves.

However, Chen Fan actually felt a very weak spiritual energy from the tea leaves, and immediately realized that this tea was very special.

Sun Huairen explained with envy: "Teacher, you may not know that this is the real Dahongpao, made from tea leaves from the three mother trees. If this alone is put up for auction, it is estimated that it will be sold. A sky-high price!

It is said that drinking a drink from time to time can prevent all diseases and prolong life. I don’t know if it is true? "

Mr. Yu chuckled and said: "It's not that exaggerated, but it is still very effective in treating a few colds, diarrhea and so on."

"The tea has a restrained aroma and contains spiritual energy. It is indeed a good tea. Thank you very much, old man."

Chen Fan was not being pretentious, so he accepted the tea. He knew that ordinary people could not drink it. Only officials at ministerial level or above were eligible to drink it. From this, it can be seen that the status of Mr. Yu was probably very scary.

At this moment, Chen Fan's phone rang. After answering the call, he remembered Lu Qingyao's voice: "Xiaofan, where are you? My parents want to meet you, can you come to my house?"

Chen Fan was a little surprised. Lu Qingyao's mother kicked him out of the villa yesterday, and wanted to see him again today. What kind of trouble was this?

But Lu Qingyao spoke, so he had no choice but to nod: "No problem, just tell me the address and I'll be there right away."

"Okay, I'll wait for you in front of my house."

Lu Qingyao hung up the phone and sent an address.

"Mr. Yu, Chief Yu, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Chen Fan wrote down a prescription and turned to leave.

Sun Huairen and Cai Hongbo also left one after another.

"Guofeng, who is this Mr. Chen?"

After everyone left, Mr. Yu asked.

"Dad, this Mr. Chen is simply a god..."

Yu Guofeng seriously told what happened before in detail.

"There is such a thing!"

Mr. Yu was stunned and dumbfounded, and even his breathing was a little heavy.

I thought that Chen Fan's medical skills were already powerful enough, but I never expected that he actually had immortal-like methods.

After a moment, Mr. Yu slowly said with a solemn expression: "Guofeng, there are some things that it is time for you to know."

"Dad, tell me."

Yu Guofeng's posture was straight, like a primary school student listening to the teacher's instructions. His father had participated in the war against the Japanese and knew much more than others.

An expression of infinite fascination suddenly appeared on Mr. Yu's face: "There is a kind of person in this world who can move mountains, break rivers, topple seas, subjugate demons, suppress demons, kill gods, reach for stars, and open the sky." !!!”

These words were somewhat solemn, somewhat solemn, and more passionate.

Yu Guofeng's heartstrings seemed to be touched by something. He murmured this sentence again, and then asked: "Dad, are you talking about those warriors?"

Mr. Yu shook his head and did not answer, but asked: "What do you think of the great genius Fu Qingzhu back then?"

"The myth of martial arts is unparalleled!"

Yu Guofeng uttered these eight words loudly. Fu Qingzhu reached the heaven level at the age of thirty, and his current strength is even more unfathomable. He is almost the number one in the Chinese martial arts world!

"The kind of people I'm talking about are what Fu Qingzhu has been pursuing all his life!"

Mr. Yu's eyes suddenly shone with light. It was obvious that he was also a warrior.

Yu Guofeng was extremely shocked: "Dad, who is that person?"

Mr. Yu was silent for a long time and then uttered three words: "Immortal cultivator!"