As for Xiao Yi's statement that he could heal his own legs, although Father Leng was a little puzzled, he learned that his daughter asked Xiao Yi to bring him to the black shop, and he already believed half of it.

Then he heard Leng Shuibing waiting for him in the black shop, and Leng Father basically believed it,

Otherwise, the husband and wife would not have taken all the cash of the family property and followed Xiaoyi to the black shop.

"Yes. Yang Lingxuan responded.

Later, after getting a reply from the other party, Father Leng still asked Yang Lingxuan: "Store manager, can my legs really be cured?"

"It depends on the situation, are you a martial artist?" Yang Lingxuan hesitated for a moment and asked rhetorically.

"Yes, when my legs were still normal, I was a level 9 martial artist, and after my legs were crippled, I still exercised my muscles from time to time for so many years, and I estimated that I should still have level 5 or 6 strength. ”

Hearing the other party's inquiry, Father Leng didn't mind talking about his injuries, saying that he was crippled.

Ten years ago, at the time of that riot, he was the head of the Yuhua Pavilion in Twilight Town at the time, and he was also one of the four strongest people in Twilight Town.

When the riot comes, it is definitely necessary to stand up to defend Twilight and the Rainflower Pavilion in the town, after all, the Rainflower Pavilion and Twilight Town are a community of interests.

However, he lost both legs in a battle, and both legs were crushed and fractured, and his meridians were broken.

If he hadn't been saved by Tang Sheng, the mayor of the town who arrived in time, he would have died in Huangquan long ago.

Although he was discouraged and desperate at the time, he still survived when he saw his young daughter.

As for the rest of his life, there was no darkness, because in the company of his family, he himself lived even happier than ordinary people, but it was just inconvenient to move.

Looking at Father Leng, who was already distracted, Yang Lingxuan hesitated for a moment, and said to Father Leng: "Uncle Leng, you go and test the talent attribute first." ”

Although he was sure of the other party and saw the information of the system, Yang Lingxuan felt that before buying something, he should test it according to the usual practice, so that the guests could form a consumption habit.

But I still have some admiration for Father Leng's heart, if ordinary people lose their legs, they will definitely not be as breezy as the other party, and even smile from time to time.

Hearing Yang Lingxuan's words, Father Leng came back to his senses, then nodded, and then asked the horseman Lao Liu to push him to follow Yang Lingxuan, and at the same time led everyone to the test stone.

Several people on the street who were still queuing up for the test all gave way when they saw Yang Lingxuan and others stepping forward.

Seeing what everyone was doing, Yang Lingxuan didn't say anything, didn't do anything, and silently accepted the other party's concessions.

After all, this world is a world where the strong are respected, and personal dignity, freedom, equality, etc., must also have the same strength.

Then Yang Lingxuan explained the test process and asked Leng Father to test with a cold water ice card.

Father Leng, who understood the process, then motioned to the groom to push him forward and let him go up to test his talent.

Then Leng Mu Leng Shuibing and the others all looked at Leng Father with a nervous face, although Leng Shuibing knew that the black store had goods that could heal his father, but he was still nervous.

Father Leng, who was in a wheelchair, punched the test stone and got his talent, and then stepped back to look at the information above:

Intermediate martial artist

Strength: Level 6

Strength: 607

Attributes: None

Talents: None

Then everyone also saw the message, and when Leng Mu and Leng Shuibing saw this information, their eyes were red and misty, and then they hugged each other.

Because they all remembered that when Father Leng was a level 9 martial artist, he was so heroic, graceful, and his posture was so righteous and sharp.

The two of them looked at the figure sitting in the wheelchair now, the back still looked straight, but it was already slightly curved.

The eyes of the mother and daughter overflowed with tears, and the tears in them suddenly flowed out like a flood of unloading the sluice, as if they didn't want money.

Xiao Yi and Ma Fu, who didn't feel anything, were infected by this lady, and their eyes were red, and they shed tears that they didn't know what feelings they had.

Xiao Yi was when he met Leng's father, he had already lost his legs, and Xiao Yi was picked up by Leng's father and Leng's mother nine years ago.

At that time, she was wandering and being bullied, and she was met when Leng's mother pushed Leng's father to go shopping, and then the two drove away the people who bullied her, and then took her back to Yuhua Pavilion.

When she was just over six years old, she met Leng Shui Bing, who was only about ten years old, and since Leng Shui Bing had no friends in Twilight since she was a child, she became good friends with her.

Then she became Leng Shuibing's personal maid, taking care of Leng Shuibing's daily life, as well as accompanying Leng Shuibing to play and grow up.

So she didn't see Leng Tu before, she heard Leng Father usually talk about it, she just had a vague image in her mind, she cried out because she thought of Leng Father's usual kindness to her.

As for the horseman Lao Liu, he has been in Yuhua Pavilion for decades, and it can be said that he watched Leng's father be born.

watched Father Leng grow from a shy teenager to a branch master who could take charge of himself, and then watched the other party lose his legs, fall into despair, and finally become what he is now with the company of his family.

Except for a few members of the Leng family, he should be the one who cares about Leng's father the most, he has no children, and he already regards Leng's father as half a son in his heart.

And Father Leng didn't treat him like a subordinate, but regarded him as an elder.

Among the people in the Leng family, except for Leng's father, who was not sad, the rest of them all had red eyes and wept one after another.

He was relieved that he cared so much about his family, and what was he not satisfied with.

Then Father Leng waved to Leng Shuibing's mother and daughter, motioned for them to step forward, and then hugged them and comforted them, indicating that he was fine.

Looking at the crying crowd, Yang Lingxuan thought of his family members who he didn't know if he could see in this life, and his nose was also sour.

Then he hurriedly sorted out his demeanor, but it returned to normal in an instant, and no one noticed this scene.

Then Yang Lingxuan stepped forward and suddenly said: "Actually, you don't have to be sad, as long as Uncle Leng is a martial artist, it can be completely cured, and it is perfectly restored to normal." ”

"Really?"

"What you said is true, manager, how much does it cost?"

"Can it be restored to normal, can your legs really be healed?"

Hearing Yang Lingxuan's words, everyone in the Leng family was stunned, and hurriedly asked, although they knew that the black store had healing goods.

But Father Leng has already found many famous doctors, and those famous doctors are helpless.

"Yes, as long as Father Leng buys the goods: the martial artist heals his wounds perfectly, he can return to normal perfectly. The price is only 10,000 yuan, and the remaining money in Miss Leng's card can be paid completely. Yang Lingxuan explained.

"Quick, the store manager sells me the product. Hearing Yang Lingxuan's words, Leng Mu stepped forward and grabbed his hands and said with a hurried expression.

"Mother, don't worry, you let go of the store manager first, and we'll go into the store first. Looking at the store manager with an embarrassed and helpless face, Leng Shuibing stepped forward to help him break away from Leng Mu's hands.

As for Father Leng and the others, their faces were also full of surprises, and Father Leng himself was even more so, the heart of martial arts, which had been dark for ten years, suddenly sprouted.

His hands were also tightly grasping the armrests of the wheelchair, forcing himself to calm down, although he was mentally prepared on the way here.

But when he really got the affirmation, his mind still couldn't help but be a little excited.