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Chapter 74 He is the God who turns decay into magic

Yes.

The next moment, however, he saw Tang Zimei glaring at him with murderous eyes.

At the same time, Tang Zimei slowly and deliberately revealed her hands from her pockets, with three throwing knives between the fingers of each hand.

There were six throwing knives in his two hands.

Xiao Jinglun only felt a chill down his spine.

Yesterday, a flying knife forced me to escape.

Today, she actually revealed six throwing knives.

If they fly towards me together, even though I, Xiao Jinglun, am very powerful, I will not be able to resist them. I will definitely be injured, and being injured by her will definitely be a serious injury!

Add to that the wretched woman chanting incantations, and with those two making a move, I'd have trouble even protecting myself.

Dragon King... alas... his life is in danger again.

hateful!!

I, Xiao Jinglun, have never been threatened by anyone.

They wanted to stand up and expose the lies, but were powerless to do so.

Wang Ye, ah Wang Ye! You little bastard are so calculating, so vicious, so insidious! !

Before, I didn't want to get involved in the feud between you and Ye Liangchen, but now it seems that you are really annoying...

Xiao Jinglun and Tang Zimei looked at each other for half a minute.

Finally, he lowered his head and sat up straight again.

Tang Zimei's eyes were firm and cold, she didn't look like a normal human being at all. This kind of person looked like a desperate criminal who lived on the edge of a knife.

If you anger the other person, it could be fatal.

Tang Zimei saw Xiao Jinglun sit back down and nodded with satisfaction.

He put the six throwing knives back into his pocket, then reached out and picked up his phone, looking completely indifferent.

Ye Liuli was still muttering something, but Tang Zimei gently touched her arm to remind her.

Ye Liuli casually pretended to touch her nose with one hand, covering her mouth as she chanted the spell.

This made Xiao Jinglun so angry that his nose almost crooked!

But there is no way!!!

...

Wang Ye pushed aside the crowd and strode up to Zhong Yi.

He directly held Zhong Yi's hand, looked at Zhong Yi and said:

"Grandpa Zhong, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you."

A second before the handshake, Wang Ye had already secretly performed the Pure Yang Wuji Gong.

The majestic pure Yang force passed through the palm of his hand and directly reached Zhong Yi's palm.

The palm of the human body is both the outlet and the entrance of essence and energy.

Just like in many martial arts novels, when masters teach martial arts, they often sit face to face, palm to palm.

Wang Ye is using the same method at this moment.

Just a handshake and Zhong Yi's eyes changed.

As the endless pure Yang power penetrated into his body, Zhong Yi felt his entire arm becoming warm.

At the same time, it is full of power, a power that is like the rising sun, giving people an endless and lasting feeling of masculinity and warmth.

Although he still felt a lot of pain all over his body, the arm covered by this force no longer hurt.

However, the speed of this power is not very fast. It needs to pass through every inch of the meridians step by step in order to move forward.

The human arm is very thin and can be enveloped by this energy in almost the blink of an eye.

However, once you pass through the arms, you enter the torso, and the process becomes much slower.

Zhong Yi was enjoying the warmth of the sun while simultaneously suffering excruciating, tearing pain.

This world of ice and fire is almost driving the old man crazy.

"Onoko, faster! Faster, it hurts, it hurts so much..."

Zhong Yi gripped Wang Ye's hand tightly, as if grasping at a lifeline, and his eyes were filled with gratitude as he looked at Wang Ye.

For Zhong Yi, Wang Ye at this moment is his savior.

In his mind, Wang Ye suddenly became extremely tall.

Compared to the effect of Ye Liangchen's Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Doctor, Wang Ye's handshake transmitted energy, which gave Zhong Yi the feeling that it was as magical as the coming of spring when flowers bloomed and all things revived.

The places that were nourished by Wang Ye's energy not only didn't hurt at all, but instead felt full of strength.

Most incredibly, the energy within his body that he possessed when he first entered the world of ancient martial arts in his youth was now being slowly awakened.

This is a feeling that I haven't had in decades.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhong, I, Wang Ye, will definitely save you. I will do my best!"

Wang Ye looked at Zhong Yi with a firm gaze.

Zhong Yi nodded heavily.

Not even three seconds had passed.

I actually started to cry.

It’s coming! It’s really coming!!! That feeling is coming!

The true energy within me has been awakened!!!

Oh my God, I never dared to imagine that one day, an old man like me could awaken the ancient martial arts power from my youth.

Oh my God, what kind of person is Wang Ye?

This kind of method can no longer be described as medical, it is simply a magical way of turning decay into something magical.

Not only did you cure my illness, you also gave me a new destiny.

Wang Ye, no wonder my granddaughter values ​​you so much. You are not an ordinary person. You are hiding too deeply. Your methods are really unpredictable.

...

The Zhong family courtyard, on the top of an attic.

Xiao Wanqiu watched everything that was happening in the reception hall from afar.

"Oh my god, Wang Ye, you're truly amazing! What tricks did you use to make Mr. Zhong so affectionate towards you that he shed tears of first love..."

Xiao Wanqiu couldn't help but sigh.

"Ahem...Sister Wanqiu, your description is a bit exaggerated!"

Um?

who?

Xiao Wanqiu was so frightened that her hair stood on end, and she turned around abruptly.

I discovered that behind the empty room, a woman in black clothes, with exquisite curves and wearing a mask suddenly appeared.

"You... who are you? I, Xiao Wanqiu, am very fierce! I'm very cruel, the kind that kills without shedding blood!"

Looking at this masked woman who could approach him silently, Xiao Wanqiu felt an inexplicable threat.

The opponent must be very strong.

He must be in the same group as Tang Zimei and Ye Liuli, otherwise it would be impossible for him to approach him so quietly?