Chapter 110 Chapter 110 Search (I)

Ning Helan waved his hands to show that he was fine. He got off the bed and tidied his hair that had just been messed up by the air flow: "Your brother was not infected with a completely poisonous poison. Some souls took the opportunity to sneak into your brother's body and continuously absorbed his vitality, so he was in such a serious condition."

"What..." Fang Hui looked at Fang Yu's arm, which was still bleeding.

"Now that the poison has been resolved, those souls have left, and your brother is fine." Ning Helan tied up his hair, revealing a shiny and full forehead.

"Thank you, little Taoist priest..." Fang Hui's heart finally relaxed after hearing Ning Helan's words.

Doctor Ruan also came in at this time. He hurried to check Fang Yu's body. Except for some anemia, his organs were gradually returning to normal.

"Doctor Ruan, Fang Yu just lost a lot of blood. Maybe he lost too much blood. You may need to take care of him." Ning Helan said to Doctor Ruan.

"Okay, I understand." Doctor Ruan immediately contacted the nurse, and Fang Yu was hurriedly pushed into the operating room.

In Doctor Ruan's office, Ning Helan drank water and took a breath, staring at the green plants in the room, until Fang Hui also came in.

"Are you okay?" Ning Helan asked.

"Well, Doctor Ruan said that it's just anemia. After a blood transfusion, he will be fine after a few more days in the hospital." Fang Hui walked in front of Ning Helan and looked at him seriously.

Then he stretched out his hand and hugged Ning Helan tightly: "Thank you."

Ning Helan patted his back with his backhand. Fang Hui said seriously: "I thank you on behalf of my whole family. You are the benefactor of our whole family."

Ning Helan said: "That's true." Fang

Hui let him go and said: "If your family has any problems in the future, tell me, I will help if I can!"

Ning Helan was amused: "You are dead now, what can you do to help?"

Fang Hui also reacted and laughed: "That's right, Then you can tell me if you have anything to say in the future. I will tell my dad in my dream. I can't guarantee anything else, but I have no problem with the money. You can tell me how much you want for the commission this time. "

Ning Helan raised his eyebrows. He knew Fang Hui had money, so he thought for a while. He wanted to buy a new computer and was going to get a high-configuration one, about 10,000 yuan, so he stretched out his finger and made a 1.

Fang Hui glanced at him and said, "I understand. I will tell my dad in my dream tonight."

When the two returned home in the evening, Zhao Fang on the balcony had been completely subdued by the chicken brother. He never thought that such a chicken would have such a strong fighting power.

Zhao Fang curled up in the corner with no desire to live, with many chicken feathers on his body, muttering something.

"What the hell is that?" Fang Hui leaned closer to listen. What Zhao Fang said was: "I, a dignified disciple of the Chen Xuan Sect, was abused like this by a chicken. I have no face to go back to see my master..."

Fang Hui burst into laughter: "Hahahaha... You deserve it. You trapped me in an illusion!"

Zhao Fang looked at Ning Helan weakly: "Ning Helan, why don't you kill me? I can't stand this torture."

Ning Helan was somewhat amused: "I didn't do anything to you."

"You didn't do anything, but you...you put me together with this chicken and made my life worse than death." Zhao Fang wanted to cry but had no tears.

Ning Helan carried Zhao Fang into the house, untied him, and then sat casually on the sofa, raising his chin at him: "Tell me, what exactly are you here for?"

"Us?" Zhao Fang's eyes rolled, "Have you met my junior brother?"

"Xu Qingyang?"

"...Have you met him?"

Ning Helan let out a very light click of the tongue, and Fang Hui next to him was curious: "Who is Xu Qingyang?"

"Alas, it was a mistake that I failed to trap you." Zhao Fang let out a long sigh, with his hands behind his back, and he indeed had the aura of a cultivator.

"Little Taoist priest, is he your enemy?"

"I don't know him."

Hearing Ning Helan say this, Zhao Fang turned his head suddenly: "Ning Helan, you really don't remember? You beat me up when you were a kid."

Ning Helan closed his eyes and seemed to feel that Zhao Fang was a little annoyed: "Either you explain the matter clearly, or leave my house now."

"...When you came to the Taoist temple, you also saved a heavenly dog." Zhao Fang said, "At that time there was a little fat man, who was beaten up particularly badly by you."

After saying this, Ning Helan remembered, Fang Hui was very curious: "Little Taoist priest, what is the matter? Tell me in detail."

"I was only four years old that year, and I don't remember many things clearly." Ning Helan spoke slowly, "That summer, my grandfather took me to a Taoist temple to escape the heat. At that time, a group of children were bullying a puppy. I saved the dog and beat up those children. Maybe they hated me for this."

Zhao Fang glanced at Ning Helan: "Don't make us Taoists sound so petty. We won't hold grudges for such a small matter."

Fang Hui nodded: "That Heavenly Dog is..."

"The dog I saved that year is the legendary auspicious beast Tengu." Ning Helan said, looking at Zhao Fang, "Are you here because of your candidate for the leader?"

"...Yes, since you know everything, then cooperate and don't go to the Taoist temple at this time." Zhao Fang said, "If you stay at home obediently, I won't be violent with you."

"Tsk," Fang Hui next to him was unhappy before Ning Helan said anything, "Who are you to say that? Do you know who the little Taoist priest is? And you are violent, can you beat him?"

"Hey Fang Hui, how can you talk like that?" Zhao Fang looked unhappy, "Do you believe that I will lock you up in the illusion

again?" Fang Hui felt pain at the mention of the illusion, and he pretended to be calm: "Brother Ji is here, the little Taoist priest is here, you try to lock me up?"

"Hey you..." Zhao Fang saw that he was still pretending, and was about to say something, but when he looked at Ning Helan, he really couldn't beat him, so he could only shut up.

"By the way, why did you want to find Ning Helan and lock me up in the illusion?" Fang Hui suddenly thought of an important point. "

Lock you up to prevent you from causing trouble." Zhao Fang said, "Although you are useless..."

"Say it again, who is useless?!" Fang Hui raised his voice, and Zhao Fang was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"Okay, go back, I'm not going anywhere, and I won't participate in your election for the leader." Ning Helan fell back on the sofa, looking a little sleepy.

Zhao Fang simply sat down beside him: "No, I have to watch you. Who knows if you will sneak into the temple in the middle of the night?"

"If I really want to go, can you stop me?" Ning Helan looked at him.

Zhao Fang opened his mouth slightly, obviously knowing that he would definitely not be Ning Helan's opponent if they started fighting: "But I can't go back like this, otherwise my master will burn me to death..."

Ning Helan yawned: "Who is your master?"

"..." Zhao Fang immediately closed his mouth.

Ning Helan was a little curious. Is this master of Xu Qingyang and Zhao Fang a big shot? Why do the two of them look so cautious when they mention him?

"Fang Hui, did he use any magic in the illusion just now?" Ning Helan stopped asking Zhao Fang and looked at Fang Hui beside him.

"Yes, there was snow all over the sky, and hail was crackling in the sky." Fang Hui said.

Ning Helan lowered his eyes, Xu Qingyang was soil, Zhao Fang was ice, and the burning Zhao Fang just mentioned... He raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Fang beside him: "What kind of Taoist magic did your master use?" "

...Why are you asking this?" Zhao Fang suddenly became alert, and the muscles on his face were tense.

Ning Helan stood up and said, "Okay, if you don't say anything, I will go to Chen Xuan Sect in person. There must be someone there who knows about your master's situation. Also, I will complain to Xuan Yu Zhenren and see how he will deal with you disciples..."

"Hey, no, no, no!" Zhao Fang suddenly became nervous. "I'll tell you everything you want to know. Don't tell Zhenren about this."

Ning Helan changed to a half-lying position and pulled up one leg: "Who is your master?"

"My master's name is Fan Yi, and everyone calls him Taoist Mingxin." Zhao Fang said, "Why are you asking this?"

Ning Helan searched in his memory, but he didn't have any impression of this Taoist priest. Why did he target him? "Your master's Taoism is very powerful, right?"

Zhao Fang said proudly, "Of course, my master's Taoism is profound, and he can use a set of fire spells to perfection. He can also draw sky fire!"

"Fire..." Ning Helan thought of something, and he took out the burnt bark from his pocket, "..."

"Since your master is so powerful, why doesn't he run for the head of the sect himself?"

"No chance, Xuanyu Zhenren said that he would give the opportunity to the young..." Zhao Fang said, "So let me watch you."

Fang Hui beside him sneered, he understood, these people are here to set a trap: "But your master is so powerful, why doesn't he come by himself? You can't keep an eye on the young Taoist priest now?"

Zhao Fang pursed his lips, how did he know that Xu Qingyang couldn't trap Ning Helan, oh, don't mention it, he didn't trap Fang Hui either.

"Okay, go, before I change my mind." Ning Helan stood up from the sofa, lowered her eyes slightly and glanced at Zhao Fang.

Zhao Fang was shocked by this look: "You, what are you going to do?"

"Sleep." Ning Helan said, "It's already very late, do you want to sleep in my house if you don't leave?"

"So you let him go?" Fang Hui didn't understand, "Ning Helan, he bullied me badly in the environment!"

"Then go beat him." Ning Helan tilted his head.

Fang Hui glanced at Zhao Fang secretly, he couldn't beat these strange Taoist priests, forget it, and don't bother with him this time.

Fang Hui found a step for himself, glared at Zhao Fang fiercely, and returned to the study with his hands folded.

Zhao Fang looked at Fang Hui and then at Ning Helan, seemingly not believing that Ning Helan would let him go without doing anything: "You, just let me go?"

"What else?" Ning Helan tied up her hair and opened the door for Zhao Fang, with one hand casually resting on the door, "Please."

Zhao Fang walked out of Ning Helan's house with a confused look on his face. He walked into the elevator sluggishly and left the community. Because he didn't look at the road, he was almost hit by a passing car. The car owner honked the horn unhappily, and the sharp horn pulled Zhao Fang back from his daze.

"No... Ning Helan just let me go like this?" Zhao Fang's mind was a little confused. He thought he would be severely punished, but he didn't expect that he would be let go like this? "No, I have to tell my master right away!"