Who is your family?

"Chen Shishou, I am also eager to save people, you can't blame the old man."

Mrs. Yu hurriedly defended herself.

"Desperate to save people!?"

Chen Boli rushed forward with a stride, raised his hand and slapped the opponent hard:

"I think you want to take credit from Mr. Lin!"

Old Madam Yu covered her old face and was bewildered.

She is a veteran of the Yu family, and she is well-known in Longdu, even in the whole country. Who doesn't know the reputation of Yao Lao?

Unexpectedly, Chen Boli slapped me in the face today!

What a shame!

"Chen Boli, if you slap me, you are insulting the Longdu Yu family!"

Old Madam Yu got up and angrily hit the ground with her cane.

"So what if you insult your Longdu Yu family?"

"Mr. Lin is such a fairy-like figure, you dare to provoke him. I think you and the Yu family of Longdu are looking for their own death!"

Chen Boli loosened his tie angrily, his tone extremely indignant.

"Hmph! This Lin Fan is just a prisoner, and only an incompetent person like you would praise him to heaven!"

Old lady Yu said bitterly.

"If you insult Mr. Lin again, believe it or not, I'll have someone throw you off the stairs?"

After all, Chen Boli is the head of the city.

He has this power and ability.

It can be said like this.

As long as he gave an order, Old Madam Yu's life would be killed immediately.

so.

To save lives.

Old Madam Yu didn't dare to speak anymore.

"puff--!"

at this time.

There was a sound of spurting blood.

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see old man Chen spitting out big mouthfuls of blood, convulsing all over, lying on the bed not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

What shocked Chen Boli even more was that the blood vessels all over his father's body were protruding, like an earthworm with the thickness of a thumb, which might burst at any time.

"What... what's going on here?"

He frowned.

Turn around and look at Lin Fan.

And Lin Fan sat on the sofa, looking calm.

"The spirit of resentment has not been eliminated, and the other party must hold a grudge."

"Chen Shishou, this is a spiritual explosion, irreparable, please mourn."

The simple words seemed to hit Chen Boli's head like a lightning strike.

Spirit explosion?

So, his father must die?

"Mr. Lin, please save my father no matter what."

Chen Boli came to Lin Fan and knelt down on the ground.

As the saying goes, filial piety comes first.

If there is no old father's dedicated cultivation.

It is impossible for him to sit at the head of the city.

"I said before, once the Qihuang Thirteen Needles are cast, don't move them lightly."

"Now that the big mistake has been made, there is nothing I can do."

Chen Boli was desperate.

With fierce eyes, he turned to look at Old Madam Yu.

"If my father dies, you don't live!"

Old Madam Yu was confused again.

This time, coming to the hospital to treat Mr. Chen's illness made her fate like a roller coaster ride.

Pulling back and forth on the edge of life and death.

"Lin, Lin Fan, is Mr. Chen really hopeless?"

Madam Yu asked tentatively.

"Are you begging me?"

Lin Fan sneered.

Old Mrs. Yu, an old bastard, has always had trouble with herself.

I didn't expect to lower my stance with myself today.

Not to mention.

This feeling is really good!

"Anyway, I am your grandmother, we are a family."

Old Madam Yu brazenly picked up relatives.

"Get out, who is your family!?"

Lin Fan grumbled unceremoniously.

If it wasn't for his wife Feng Qingxue's sake.

Mrs. Yu died eight times long ago!

"Mr. Lin, you can refine the Rejuvenation Pill, and your methods are supernatural. Can't you really think of a way?"

Chen Boli did not give up.

Lin Fan was silent.

He thought about it.

"It's not like Mr. Chen has no chance of surviving."

Chen Boli's eyes lit up immediately.

"You said, how can I save my father's life?"

Lin Fan came to the window and looked at Longhu Mountain in the distance.

"Go to the Temple of Heavenly Masters. Qiu Laodao's secret technique of drawing spirits may give your father a chance to survive."

...

Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

A thousand yellow paper cranes, flapping their wings frequently, entered the temple of the celestial master, penetrating through every hole.

After a few minutes.

at the foot of the mountain.

A group of people came at a leisurely pace, and the leader was none other than Patriarch Menchandian, the God of Gu.

Yu Jue stood beside her, with a yellow paper thousand crane flying back at her fingertips.

"Old Ancestor, we have found out where the door master is being held."

"It's located at the altar in the middle hall. Presumably Qiu Laodao wants to use the sect master's cultivation to reshape the longevity bone of the old heavenly master."

This is the news she got from the Yellow Paper Thousand Cranes.

"I'm going to meet this Guanzhu Qiu."

"You release Gu, go up the mountain!"

The patriarch chandian gave a cold order, stepped forward and disappeared in place.

Zhonghai and his party.

It is no longer a concern that all the top executives of the Extraordinary Group have been hit by the septic blood Gu.

This trip to Longhu Mountain is to save Qinghua.

now.

Inside the view of the celestial master.

Qinghua and the three golden silkworm Gu were placed on a high altar, with a decayed corpse beside it.

Around the altar, there are four vessels, which contain the blood of chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep respectively.

In order to absorb the spiritual energy in their bodies.

"Old Taoist Qiu, how the hell do you dare to treat me like this?"

"I'm the master of Gu Shen Sect!"

Although Qinghua's breath is still sluggish, his injuries have recovered a lot.

He stared at Qiu Laodao with a ferocious face and roared.

"Hehe! Master of the Gu God Sect?"

"I think you're more like a lost dog."

Qiu Laodao sneered.

He was stubborn when he was about to die.

"Open the altar! Array!"

Qiu Laodao groaned.

He quickly climbed his knees and sat down. Around the altar, several celestial masters and disciples sat in a row at the same time.

One after another of true energy intertwined into threads, restraining Qinghua and the three golden silkworm Gu one after another.

"Old man Qiu, if you dare to hurt my master of the Gushen Sect today, I will slaughter your Celestial Master Guanman Sect."

The moment Qinghua's screams sounded, an angry shout followed one after another.

The voice of the person who came was like a bell, and many disciples with low cultivation base immediately had blood in their eardrums.

"Such a strong strength, and a ground-level venerable?"

Qiu Laodao stood up abruptly, and looked out of the hall with a very solemn expression.

Several celestial masters in the hall also quickly surrounded them.

"Old Ancestor! Old Ancestor... It's Old Ancestor!"

Qing Hua laughed wildly.

He had already seen the person who appeared outside the hall, it was Patriarch Chandian.

He hummed triumphantly:

"I, the Patriarch of Gu Shen Sect, is a Heaven Rank Venerable."

"You are dead today!"

heard the words.

The faces of Qiu Laodao and his party changed violently.

The earth-level venerables are no longer something they can compete with.

What's more, what's more, the celestial venerable?

"My Lord, what should I do?"

The eyes of all the celestial masters fell on Qiu Laodao.

They were somewhat panicked when a strong enemy came.

"Lead all the disciples into the back mountain, all the celestial masters above the red clothes, follow me to defend against the enemy!"

Qiu Laodao groaned and walked out of the hall.

"Hand over Qinghua, and I will let the past go!"

The ancestor of Malnutrition stood with his hands behind his back, his tone was unquestionable.

His trip was only to save Qing Hua.

"Hmph! It's a fool's dream."

Even though he knew he was invincible, Qiu Laodao was still not afraid.

He is the master of the temple, and it is his responsibility to protect the temple.