Xiao Chen patted Master Xiao on the shoulder and teased: "Old man, there is no future in studying medicine, you can't save a few people." ”

Master Xiao shook his head and said with a firm expression: "How many can be saved, count a few!"

Xiao Chen smiled and shook his head, this old man gave Xiao Chen a very good impression, although Xiao Chen wanted to teach the old man a few tricks, but Xiao Chen really didn't know any medical skills.

In addition to the title of "Heaven Swallowing Emperor" in the Haoran World, Xiao Chen also has a nickname called, "Old rascal who doesn't learn and has no skills." ”

Whether it's an old rascal or not is debatable, but it's definitely the real thing.

There have been a total of five Great Emperors in the history of the Haoran World, and Xiao Chen is definitely the most bizarre one.

If you want to say who has the strongest combat power, Xiao Chen is definitely the first, but the other emperors are all proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Xiao Chen, the emperor, knows nothing but fighting, and in the eyes of many people, he is a straw bag who does not learn and does not know how to fight.

And Xiao Chen is also very shameless to advertise that he is omniscient and omnipotent, if anyone says something unpleasant, Xiao Chen will go to the door to grab things and scrape away all the land for you.

In the eyes of many big people, Xiao Chen, the emperor, basically doesn't know anything except for being able to pick up a knife and cut people like a hooligan.

This really didn't wronged Xiao Chen, in addition to Xiao Chen's ability to fight, other things like alchemy, refining, and medical dao, these things are really not at all, and even the formation is only a little bit known.

Many people say that one law can be used for all things, and generally those who say this are all beaten to death by Xiao Chen's two punches.

At the beginning, Xiao Chen was also dizzy by this sentence, but in the end, he still won't.

Something simple, just look at it.

But those advanced alchemy, the method of refining still has to spend a lot of energy to learn, where is there any bullshit saying that one law can be used and ten thousand laws can be used.

After becoming an emperor, Xiao Chen was completely reduced to a slacker, except for his hobby of creating all kinds of strange moves, he basically did not set foot in other fields.

For various reasons, Xiao Chen's mind is now full of cultivation and killing exercises, and there are no other exercises such as alchemy, refining, and medical Taoism.

"Old man, do you want to learn how to kill, some people say that killing a small number of people is to save most people, I don't think there is anything wrong with that. ”

Xiao Chen began to flicker again.

Master Xiao shook his head and said with a wry smile: "The little friendly old man understands it, and I won't toss this old bone." ”

Xiao Chen still wanted to fool a few words, so that the old man could follow him to learn how to kill, but at this time, the man who went out earlier led the three people back.

Since he didn't want to learn to kill, Xiao Chen was not reluctant, and turned his attention to the few people who had just come in.

"This is Ah Er, this is Ah San, this is Ah Si, and I am Ah Da. The man introduced Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen smiled narrowly: "Your name is more casual than my name." ”

A few people smiled a little embarrassedly, they were actually the righteous sons of Wen Lao, but they had never been announced to the public.

These people are all people who have accompanied Old Man Wen to the River of Silence, and they have some impressions of Xiao Chen's methods, coupled with Ah Da's praise of adding oil and vinegar, several people regard Xiao Chen as a "little fairy".

Xiao Chen commanded a few people, made a simple stretcher out of the things in the ward, and the four of them carried Old Man Wen and walked towards the outside of the hospital with a menacing attitude.

"Old man, you can come to me when you figure it out one day. After Xiao Chen said this, he left the hospital with the "big army".

The strange shape of Xiao Chen's team aroused countless curious eyes, and as soon as he walked to the door of the hospital, a sharp-eyed reporter found Mr. Wen lying on a stretcher.

The crowd gathered around with a hula, and all kinds of flashing lights clicked and lit non-stop.

Xiao Chen waved his big hand, and an invisible air pressure rushed straight forward, opening up a path ahead.

No matter how hard they tried to get closer, they couldn't squeeze into that road.

The reporters looked at Xiao Chen and the others who swaggered away, all with ghostly expressions.

The reporters did not give up, and followed Xiao Chen all the way, and Xiao Chen, who was annoyed by all kinds of strange problems, was not good.

"Stop chasing, the old man is dead, all his money belongs to me, what should you do. Xiao Chen said and pulled out a piece of air pressure horizontally, blocking all the reporters.

The reporters looked confused, what was the situation.

But soon someone reacted, with excitement on their faces: "Write a manuscript quickly, this is big news." ”

Soon all sorts of bizarre headlines appeared in the major news outlets.

"Wen Lao's mysterious illegitimate son was exposed, inheriting hundreds of billions of family assets. ”

"Wen Lao was a romantic affair when he was young. ”

"He became the richest young man in China. ”

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If Xiao Chen saw this, he didn't know if he would vomit three liters of blood, and his casual ridicule would not only make Old Man Wen lose his old age, but also make himself the illegitimate son of the old man.

Blocking this group of locust-like reporters, Xiao Chen hit several people with death after asking about the direction of the black market.

The four people who were beaten with dead breath carried a stretcher, the black gas churned under their feet, and they ran in one direction at a very fast speed.

So there was a sight on the street, four men in suits and leather shoes carrying a stretcher, and the black air was billowing under their feet, like several tractors in disrepair, runners like the wind.

So a picture of four people carrying a stretcher appeared on the Internet, and it was quickly hit on the top of the hot search, and even surpassed the popularity of Old Man Wen's illegitimate son for a time.

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The black market, a well-known place in the world of spiritual practice, is located in a small town surrounded by mountains.

Not only is there a natural ecstasy array here, which is impossible for ordinary people to discover, but it is also jointly operated by three first-class families, and the safety aspect is also unquestionable.

Anything can be traded on the black market, as long as both parties agree to an agreement.

And the three families earn the ticket money to enter the black market, and they need to pay a lot of money to enter the black market at a time.

And the building near the water gets the moon first, and if there is any good thing, it will be taken away by these three families first.

Being in charge of the black market can be described as a great profit, and many people are extremely red-eyed, but the strength of these families is too strong, and no one dares to touch the tiger's buttocks.

There are not a few cultivators who come from all over the world every day, and all kinds of strange things can be found on the black market.

Today's black market is extremely lively, because today is a semi-annual auction meeting, and many famous figures in the cultivation world will come to the black market today to see what they like.

The three major families are also all out of personnel today, and they have also hired many casual cultivators with extremely high cultivation to jointly ensure the safety of the black market.

The black market was flooded with people, and the town was a little crowded.

Everyone is in high spirits, those who sell things hope to meet the arrogant gold owner, and those who buy things hope to meet the blind seller, so that they can pick up the leak.