"Cui Linglong, I can understand your feelings, your family has given up on you, your only friend almost killed you, you feel that you are lonely, you feel that the whole world has betrayed you. ”

"I can't interfere with what your family thinks, but Xiaobai, it's not what you think, after the incident, he has been blaming himself. ”

"I'm here to apologize to you on his behalf, I'm sorry. ”

"I hope you can forgive him, if you don't forgive him, he will blame himself for the rest of his life. Zhang Qingning bowed sincerely ninety degrees. Then he took out the sculpture from the wooden box he brought and put it on the head of the bed, "I hope you will recover soon, and I hope you can be carefree and happy as before, I'm leaving." Bye. Happy New Year. ”

Zhang Qingning is gone.

From beginning to end, the watermelon head did not speak.

Hearing the sound of Zhang Qingning closing the door, the watermelon head turned over with difficulty and saw the sculpture next to the pillow.

The watermelon head recognized that it was herself.

She smiled happily when she was carved.

It's just that. But an eye was missing.

This is a one-eyed statue of Cui Linglong.

The watermelon head clung to the sculpture, tears rolling down the corners of his eyes.

She understood what Zhang Qingning meant, and Zhang Qingning asked her to turn a blind eye.

Open one eye.

Close one eye.

It's easy to say.

How difficult it is to do it.

The experience of the watermelon head is similar to Yang Jing, but there are differences.

At the beginning, on the Shocking Dragon Mountain, Yang Jing begged his uncle Yang Shu to save Ye Xiaobai, Yang Shu should not, Yang Jing stabbed himself three times, Yang Shu still should not, and finally Ye Xiaobai successfully removed the toxins in his body, which reversed the situation.

In order to assist the Dragon Mountain in killing Ye Xiaobai, the Yang family abandoned Yang Jing.

Now, in order to save his father, Ye Xiaobai scrapped the limbs of the watermelon head, in that case, the Cui father and son, as the mastermind, chose to be silent, how could the watermelon head not understand the doorway?

Compared with Yang Jing, the experience of watermelon head is obviously more tragic and bitter.

Yang Jing stabbed himself three times, it was his own volition, because Ye Xiaobai and He Chenggang are brothers, and he, Yang Jing, and He Chenggang are also brothers.

The watermelon head was cut off on all fours, she didn't want to, she trusted Ye Xiaobai, but Ye Xiaobai hurt her. and her father, as well as her brother, who loved her the most and doted on her the most since she was a child, also abandoned her.

Watermelon Head knows how affectionate the wealthy are.

For the sake of profit, anyone in the Cui family, including her father, may abandon her, but only her brother Cui Ancheng.

She has always believed that even if everyone in the world abandons her, her brother will continue to spoil her, love her and protect her.

However, the truth is really ruthless and cruel.

Zhang Qingning is right, Watermelon Head feels very lonely, the world is so big, it seems that there is no place for her.

She has no home, she has no relatives. She has no masters, and she has no friends.

She didn't have anything.

She had only a shell waiting to die.

Her soul was already dead when Ye Xiaobai twisted her limbs, when her master struggled and hesitated.

The watermelon head felt a faint pain in his chest, there, there was a footprint that was not deep but not shallow, and after a few days, there was no sign of dissipation or even shallowness.

She wanted to raise her hand to touch her chest, to make it less painful, but her hand was so painful that she couldn't lift it at all.

Cui Ancheng came in.

When the watermelon head was sent back to Mingzhu, Cui Ancheng rushed here as soon as possible and arranged the watermelon head in this private hospital under the Cui family.

In the past few days, Cui Ancheng has also been accompanying the bed.

Seeing Cui Ancheng's figure, Watermelon Tou closed her eyes, she didn't want to see this brother.

"Sister, are you awake, are you hungry, if you want to eat something, tell my brother, and my brother will bring it to you at the end of the world." ”

"Not hungry, are you asleep again?"

"You must be hungry. You don't want to eat, you don't have an appetite, after all, you're so badly injured. But it doesn't matter if you don't eat, you will be given nutritional injections every day, and you will recover quickly. Why don't you have a chat with you?"

"I think, let's talk about Ye Xiaobai, that kid injured you so badly, when you recover, my brother will arrest him and let you deal with it." How?"

Cui Ancheng muttered to himself for a long time, and finally sighed lightly in his heart, looking at the people coming and going outside the window, and couldn't help but be in a trance.

He realized that he had lost his sister forever.

The people he wanted to kill. didn't die, but let his sister be seriously injured.

Not to mention the loss of the wife and the soldiers.

It was the person he wanted to kill, who died, but his sister was also buried with him, at that time. Will he be happy?

He would cry, he would hurt, but he had no choice.

He is the best person in the younger generation of the Cui family, and he does everything. We must all put the interests of the family first.

At least that's what he thought.

Time passes.

During this time, Ye Xiaobai used all the resources at hand, Ge Qinglin in Beishan, Guo Qingzhu and Wen Xiaotian in Mingzhu, and Guo Qinghong in Suzhou and Hangzhou. Zhang Liya overseas, let them buy medicinal materials at a large cost.

The battle outside the Guillotine Mountain made him realize that his strength was seriously insufficient.

If he had already entered the divine realm at that time, even if he couldn't kill the Poison Bodhisattva, he would at least be in an invincible position that could be attacked and defended. Then his father would not have been injured, and he would not have been forced to blackmail the watermelon head.

The dignified Ye Da Protector has been reduced to threatening the enemy with his friends?

Isn't what he wants in his life to protect his relatives and friends?

The result?

Ridiculous no?

Ye Xiaobai doesn't regret it, but. He hated himself for being weak in cultivation.

He never regretted a single thing he had done.

What he can do is to constantly improve himself, improve himself, and then pay for the debts he owes and collect the debts that others owe him.

According to his natural development, he probably had two more months to enter the divine realm.

He couldn't sit still and wait two months.

What if within two months, the old witch recovers from her injuries and kills again?

He must let himself step into the divine realm as soon as possible, and at that time, he must be the leader of the discourse in China.

He wants both Song and Cui to bow down, and his road to a wealthy family has reached the time when he needs more powerful strength to support it.

Half a month. High-quality medicinal materials were sent from all sides one after another, and the medicinal materials were piled up, but unfortunately, there was no elixir here.

According to Ye Xiaobai's rough statistics, the purchase of medicinal materials cost a total of 20 billion.

This is already the idle money that he can take out at the moment. If you smash it again, it will hurt the fundamentals, and the gains outweigh the losses.

This is Yang Jing's residence, in the basement, dozens of rows of storage shelves. It is full of top-quality medicinal herbs.

Ye Xiaobai glanced at it for a while, and thought, if there is no quality, he will use quantity to make up for it, and he can't smash out a god realm?

The quality of the words here. It refers to the elixir.

At this time, Yang Jing pushed the door and walked in, carrying a large bag on his shoulder, a large sack often used by rural farmers to hold sweet potatoes.

Bang –

He placed the sack on the ground with a crisp metal crash.

Untie the sack, revealing a bronze tripod.

Just looking at it, it gives people a sense of simplicity and heaviness.

The left and right ends of the big tripod are a large copper horn.

There are goat reliefs on the body.

This is Yang Ding.

There is no gap between the lid and the stove body.

There are four vents at the bottom.

To be precise, this is an alchemy furnace.

The trust relationship was made out of the National Museum, and the back and forth, plus the purchase price, cost a total of 5 billion.

"At that time, Qin Shi Huang recruited Dan masters from all over the world, hoping to refine the elixir of life, and finally, after eight years of careful selection, from 36,800 Dan masters, 12 elite Dan masters were selected. The leading Danshi is the 'Yang Ding Danshi', the Yang Ding Danshi is very famous in the Qin Dynasty, and the alchemy technique is at its peak, it is a figure who crosses the times, and the longevity is six hundred and thirty-two. This Yang Ding is the royal alchemy furnace of the Yang Ding Dan Master. ”

Yang Jing introduced as he took off the sack.

"Relevant experts can confirm that I have also checked the relevant information, and there should be no fakes. ”

"It's true. Ye Xiaobai patted the body, the materials are very strong, and the craftsmanship is also very fine, it is difficult for modern people to create such a thing, one is that the material has long been cut off, and the other is that the process has been lost, "The value of five billion flowers." ”

"The family doesn't have much money, this time to buy medicinal materials and buy alchemy furnaces, all the idle funds have been smashed in, of which two billion are still embezzled from the Qingbai Group's project funds. Yang Jing said.

"The Jian family in Taiwan Province still owes me 3.2 billion, and when I get out of the customs this time, I will come to the door to ask for debts, large and small. Ye Xiaobai said, it's been so long, the 3.2 billion hasn't arrived, there is no phone call, and there is not even a text message, it seems that the Jian family really wants to swallow his 3.2 billion.

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