Belch? Zhen Guogong felt panicked, he was also a big guy anyway, did he have to hit him like this? Zhen Guogong wanted to say that he was very powerful, but, alas, who let him not solve the hearty case.

Zhen Guogong, who was hit, walked out of the room silently, stood in the courtyard and looked at the sky and sighed, but what should I do if my son has grown up, but he likes to contradict his father?

Hit him? Zhenguo Gong is reluctant, and he can't do it, don't beat him? Heart-stopping! I can only ask the sky speechlessly. Uncle Wang and the others were on one side, looking at the speechless Zhenguo Gong with sympathy.

Inside the house, Li Dongyang rested for a while, his heart was as calm as water, and then he began to apply needles, Lao Zhen Guogong took off his shirt, revealing his skinny body, and Li Dongyang's nose was sour, and he almost broke his mood.

After taking two deep breaths, Li Dongyang stabilized his mind, and then began to administer the needle, on the other hand, Lao Zhen Guogong looked calm, no matter whether he could be cured or not, he was very satisfied.

The golden needle exuded a lustrous light in Li Dongyang's hand, and the silk of true qi rotated around the golden needle, and the golden needle fell on the Fengfu, Fengchi, Baihui and other acupoints of Zhenguo Gong, and the true qi traveled along the golden needle in the meridians.

Li Dongyang's fingers gently twisted the golden needle, and the true qi flowed into the body of Lao Zhen Guogong continuously, and the residual poison in his body retreated as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and he retreated cleanly, and he no longer dared to hide in the dark.

After a big week, the residual poison in Lao Zhen Guogong's body quickly surged to his throat, and Lao Zhen Guogong felt the changes in his body, his face was overjoyed, and he was impressed by the methods of his eldest grandson.

Poof, Lao Zhen Guogong opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of black blood, the whole person was in good spirits, and his body was a few pounds lighter, Li Dongyang, who was sitting behind Lao Zhen Guogong, smiled.

Li Dongyang knew that the black blood was the poison in his grandfather's body, and it would be good to spew it out, but he was finally a big deal, and he raised his hand to gently retrieve the golden needle, only then did he find that he was sweating all over his body, as if the rain had hit.

"Grandpa, congratulations, that broken poison can't torture you anymore." Li Dongyang wiped his sweat and said with a smile, his tone was very relaxed, if the paleness on his face could be replaced with ruddy, it would be better.

"Yang'er, thank you." Zhen Guogong turned around slightly, and when he saw Li Dongyang's pale face, he suddenly felt distressed, "Yang'er, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's just a loss of a little true qi, and my grandson can recover after a short rest." Li Dongyang replied with a smile, then looked at the quiet courtyard, scratched his head and said, "It's strange, no one bothered me to exorcise poison for you." ”

Xu is God can't get used to Li Dongyang, his voice fell, there was a jingling sound outside the courtyard, and there was a shout from Zhen Guogong, Li Dongyang raised his eyebrows, sure enough, novels and TV are not deceiving, there are really people who raid.

In the small courtyard, more than a dozen black-clothed people suddenly appeared, these black-clothed people had good martial arts, and they really rushed to the room of the old Zhenguo Gong, and the Zhenguo Gong took Uncle Wang and others to guard the Quartet, and mingled with the black-clothed people.

Li Dongyang listened attentively, looked at the old town Guogong and said: "Grandpa, don't spread the news that you have been detoxified, lie down and rest, and wait for your grandson to go out to have a look." ”

"Okay, you have to be careful." Lao Zhen Guogong is quite cooperative, and what Sun Tzu says is right.

Li Dongyang first cleaned up the black blood, then cleaned his hands, arranged the table, and then smashed the flower chicken with one punch, picked up the yellow mud outside, held the lotus leaf, tore off a chicken leg and carried it in his hand, and came to the door to open the door and walked out while eating.

Looking at the man in black who was fighting quite lively, Li Dongyang sat down on the threshold, swallowed the chicken in his mouth, and shouted:

"Dad, the security in the house is really good, a meal can lead to assassination, how do you manage it? Teach your son some experience. ”

Zhen Guogong's face turned red, and he felt his son's little slap fall on his cheek again, it doesn't hurt but it's embarrassing, it's embarrassing to be embarrassed in front of his son again, no, I must take care of it tomorrow.

The angry Zhenguo Gong was even more fierce, while the man in black was stunned and didn't know what was going on inside? They received the news that Wutong Temple was under martial law, as if something unknown had happened.

But this doesn't look like it, the table of the Eight Immortals is full of dishes, fragrant, and there are three pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the table, as if people have a small gathering of grandchildren.

The black-clothed man led by him was afraid of missing something, so he made a look, and the attack of his subordinates was even more fierce, and he also took a few steps closer to the door, and his eyes swept over the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

Two pairs are dirty, and at first glance they are used, and one is in the first place, clean as if they were added by dogs, and you can tell at a glance that they have not been used.

Are they really small gatherings? Since it was a small gathering, why did they put up such a big battle, even the secret guards were mobilized, and they rushed in for trouble?

Li Dongyang sat on the threshold and watched it sincerely, and couldn't help but squirt: "Dad, are you okay?" If it doesn't work, cut it off and replace it with my son. ”

Zhen Guogong wants to vomit blood, what did this bastard kid say, he wanted to cut off his thing from the first side, did that thing provoke him? Unfilial bastard boy.

Lao Zhen Guogong almost broke his work when he was lying on the bed, his grandson was too skinny, but he liked it, and only that leather boy could cure his bastard son, which is called one thing to one thing.

The man in black didn't notice anything abnormal, and he retreated, but Zhen Guogong was angry, in order to win back his face and let his son realize his strength, Zhen Guogong worked hard.

Cutting off the opponent's head with a knife, Zhen Guogong set his sights on the leader of the men in black, as a general who has experienced a hundred battles, Zhen Guogong's eyesight is very good, and he has long seen who the leader is.

As Zhenguo Gong went crazy, the pressure on the leader of the men in black increased greatly, and Zhenguo Gong was desperate, can the secret guards not fight? It was obviously impossible to drop, so the scene got out of control, and the strength of the man in black was greatly damaged.

What made the man in black desperate the most was that the guards of the Zhenguo Mansion also arrived, and the leader of the men in black wanted to escape from the Zhenguo Gong, but he found it so difficult.

"The wind is tight!" Although he couldn't escape, the leader of the men in black still made a choice, he couldn't be wiped out.

The man in black didn't love fighting, and began to rush out to find an opportunity to break through, the idea was very good, the reality slapped his face, and the hot corpses were lying on the cold ground, Li Dongyang ate the chicken calmly, and his eyes swept to Xie San who rushed in.

Behind Xie San, following Li Xiang closely, Li Xiang's eyes swept in the battle circle, and when he saw Zhenguo Gong's face, he was overjoyed, and he felt that his opportunity to perform had come.

Xie San protected Li Xiang and said, "Son, let's go help the master." ”

"Good!" Li Xiang was happy, and regardless of his strength, he rushed to the battlefield.

Li Dongyang scolded an idiot, and the chicken bone in his hand suddenly flew out and got into the dantian of the leader of the man in black.

Poof, there was a sound of a flat tire, and the leader of the men in black collapsed to the ground with an ugly face.