The red carpet is paved with avenues, and the guests on both sides are full of people.

There are countless wines in front of everyone, and there are all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas, which should be a gluttonous feast.

But without exception, no one raised wine to drink, no one coveted delicacies, and they were all waiting to see where the temporary gang leader and young master of the Cao Gang should go today.

The gongs and drums were noisy, the firecrackers were ringing in unison, and in the roar, Ling Junda laughed and swaggered to sit in the most central position, looking down at the hundreds of people in front of him, and his face couldn't stop being proud.

He drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, slammed it on the ground, and said arrogantly: "Today is a good day, everyone eats and drinks well, just have fun, happiness is the most important thing!"

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, they are not here to eat and drink, but to take a good look at the young master.

Someone came out and asked, "Today is the birthday of the young master, why don't you see anyone else appear?"

Ling Junda's face turned cold, and he snorted, put his thumb and index finger to his mouth, and whistled.

The whistle sounded, and a thin and thin figure stepped forward, and as he approached, his face gradually appeared more and more clearly in front of everyone.

Excessively pale and slightly gloomy in his eyes, he squinted slightly, as if he was extremely uncomfortable with being exposed to the sun.

Everyone was shocked, it was not good to look at it for too long, and they retracted their gaze after a quick glance, but they were still shocked in their hearts.

This young master, who has been sick for many years, looks very sick.

Ling Zi'an couldn't figure out Ling Junda's true intentions for a while, he ignored the strange eyes around him, and walked straight forward, only when he walked to the front, he stopped in front of an old man and called: "Tongbo."

Tong Bo is a veteran of the Cao Gang, loyal to his father, and a friend of life and death, if the Cao Gang still has someone Ling Zi'an can trust, it is only Tong Bo.

Tongbo choked up with tears, waved his hand and said, "Tongbo is useless."

Ling Zi'an smiled bitterly, the most useless person is himself.

He crossed Tongbo and came to Ling Junda, he clearly knew that this man who couldn't even sit up straight was definitely not his self-disciplined and vicious uncle.

But he said, who can believe it? I just thought he was crazy.

He arched his hand, his back was straight, and his chin was slightly raised: "Uncle, over the years, you have bothered so much to manage the Cao Gang for me."

A crazy idea suddenly popped into Ling Zi'an's mind.

knew that this was a Hongmen banquet, but he still couldn't help it, couldn't help the glimmer of hope to turn over, and stepped into the trap.

He said in a deep voice: "But my nephew is in good health now, and I don't want to bother my uncle to worry about me, in the future, the Cao Gang will still be managed by me."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and two hideous lightning bolts suddenly appeared in the air, and then a thunderous explosion broke the sky.

The struggle for power is on the bright side.

The next thing was that they had to stand up, and just when everyone weighed the pros and cons of the two sides, and they all felt that Ling Zi'an should still be in charge of the Cao Gang and was about to stand on the opposite side with Ling Junda, Ling Junda actually laughed twice.

"Uncle is very pleased!" Ling Junda got up from his seat, pulled Ling Zi'an to sit in his original position, patted Ling Zi'an on the shoulder and said, "Over the years, my uncle has worked hard to hand over the growing Cao Gang to you. You have finally lived up to your uncle's expectations, you are in good health, and you can finally take on a big responsibility! ”

Before everyone could sigh at Ling Junda's deep understanding of righteousness, Ling Zi'an spit out a mouthful of black blood, splashed on the ground, bent over and coughed repeatedly, and was about to cough up all his internal organs.

Everyone was shocked, Tong Bo stood up, walked to Ling Zi'an's side in a few big steps, and looked worried: "Young master, you ......"

"Someone poisoned!" Ling Zi'an covered his chest and looked straight at Ling Junda.

Ling Junda frowned as if he hadn't seen Ling Zi'an's eyes, and ordered his subordinates: "Why don't you send the young master to the house for treatment!"

Now that it is important to save people, Tong Bo seems to have weighed the importance and decided to agree to Ling Junda's arrangement.

But Ling Junda is the most suspicious person now, and the Cao Gang is now Ling Junda's people, Tong Bo is not at ease if he doesn't follow him, so he helps Ling Zi'an into the inner room together.

There are many members of the Cao Gang, and naturally there are also people who know how to heal.

He followed Tong Bo into the house, caught Ling Zi'an's pulse, his brows furrowed more and more, and muttered, "It shouldn't be, it shouldn't."

Judging from the pulse, the young master's breath is weak, and he can hardly feel the existence of breathing, but looking at his complexion, checking his tongue, and looking at his eyes, he does not look like a dying person.

Weird, weird.

Thornber anxiously asked, "Is there still salvation?"

Lang Zhong shook his head: "I can't say."

With a pop, Tongbo fell to his knees, looking sad and old, with tears in his eyes.

"I was originally an old man, with ambitions for thousands of miles, but now the young master's life is difficult to protect, what is the use of my ambition, it is better to die, and be a companion with the young master on the Huangquan Road!"

Ling Zi'an still had a trace of breath, and when he heard this, he held Tong Bo's hand back, and said angrily: "Tong Bo, don't say that......

He didn't expect that since Ling Junda would really kill him, he didn't know the secrets of the Cao Gang for hundreds of years, how could he kill him like this?

Ling Zi'an couldn't figure it out, his thoughts at the moment were all about him, he couldn't let the Cao Gang die!

The Cao Gang has risen and fallen for hundreds of years, during which there is no lack of wind and waves, but how can they win in danger and turn the tide every time?

This is the Cao Gang, a secret passed down from generation to generation.

As the Cao Gang living on the water, it has accumulated a lot of wealth from generation to generation, especially in a war of foreign invasion, the Cao Gang has relied on the advantages of geographical location to accumulate countless wealth, and these wealth have become the emergency wealth of the Cao Gang, and it has become a wealth that makes people blush.

Ling Zi'an knew that his fate would not be long in coming, if there was no Tongbo, he would have rushed to Huangquan with this secret.

But Xu is destined to be destined, and he can't bear to let this wealth be buried in a deep well, and Tongbo still came to him at the last moment.

He hooked his hand at Tong Bo and said, "The vault of the Cao Gang is in the highest mountain in Xiao Kingdom, there is a giant python in the mountain, kill the giant python, and the key to open the vault is in its belly." You take the key, and if you keep going, you will come to a basement, and when you open the door to the basement, you will find a vault. ”

Tumber's eyes grew brighter and brighter, until at last he raised his head to the sky and roared.

"Ling Zi'an, you're just like that!"

Ling Zi'an was shocked: "Are you Ling Junda?"

"I only found out now, it's too late!" Tong Bo, who was disguised as Ling Junda, sneered and ordered Lang Zhongdao: "Take good care of him, this medicine will not let him die, it is just an illusion."

Lang Zhong was stunned and responded.

Fake Tongbo walked out of the house, as if he would change his face, and he looked pained again.

"Young Master...... I'm afraid it won't work. ”

When everyone heard this, there was pain on their faces, but they were more willing to be loyal to the young master...... But now, it's difficult.

When everyone was in pain, suddenly, Zhao Ye, who had been silent, walked out of the crowd with a puzzled face.

"I don't know what the young master's illness is? My maid is a little skilled in medicine, although her skills are not high, but she has a good understanding of incurable diseases, and she may be able to save the life of your young master. ”

Zhao Ye undoubtedly brought hope to everyone, so someone chimed in: "This Boss Zhao is right, since his servant girl may be able to save it, let's give it a try."

The fake Ling Junda hesitated for a while, and suddenly thought, "Isn't your maid missing?" If no one is there, how can they be saved? ”

Zhao Ye smiled and clapped his hands, and a path was vacant in the crowd, and Qian Qianqian walked over with a smile.

In front of the fake Ling Junda, he said, "Helper, it's better to let the little girl try."

Weird?

The development of things was unexpected, and the fake Ling Junda looked a little flustered, and hurriedly stopped: "You are just a girl, you can't help but look down on yourself too much, what is the identity of the young master?" Who are you? The most powerful Lang Zhong in our Cao Gang can't cure the disease, you will let you try it as soon as you try it? ”

Qian Qianqian was not angry, but argued in a good voice: "Then dare to ask the helper, is there anyone who can cure the young master's illness now?"

Fake Ling Junda snorted coldly and did not answer.

Qian Qianqian continued: "Since there is none, what does the gang leader mean to let the young master wait for death?" Don't even give him a chance to save his life? ”

"Hugh is going to be a fool!" The fake Ling Junda was in a hurry, and subconsciously looked at the fake Tongbo, Ling Junda secretly scolded the idiot, but he had to take the conversation.

"Since this girl has a heart, she might as well give it a try."

But a mere girl, even if she knows some skills in the field, her medical skills are definitely not good.

Besides, his poison was used skillfully, and Lang Zhong inside was also the person he arranged, as long as Ling Zi was killed in one bite, she couldn't do anything.

Unless, she can make Ling Zi'an wake up and return to normal on the spot.

But that's impossible.

I only hate that he can't get the wealth in the mountains right now, otherwise, he can immediately solve Ling Zi'an's life with his own hands.

Ling Junda gave up his position so that Qian Qianqian could enter.

Qian Qianqian entered the house, did not close the door, but left it wide open, and opened all the windows so that everyone could see the situation inside.

When Lang Zhong saw Qian Qianqian, he naturally approached and quietly handed her a pill.

Qian Qianqian got the pill and arrived at Ling Zi'an's sickbed, Ling Zi'an opened his eyes weakly and said with a wry smile: "That's it, I'm afraid that my life will be short, so don't take this risk."

Fake Ling Junda said in a timely manner: "Miss Qian, please be cautious, if our young master has three long and two short in your hands, don't blame the people of my Cao Gang for turning their faces and being ruthless."

Qian Qianqian was not afraid of these threats, she turned a deaf ear, raised Ling Zi'an's head with one hand, and put the pill into his mouth with the other: "Swallow it, it's an antidote."

With a grunt, Ling Zi'an swallowed the pill, and he couldn't figure out the situation at this time for a while.

How did she end up here? And how can it bring an antidote?

Just when he was stunned, Qian Qianqian slapped him on the shoulder: "What are you doing in a daze, come down and take two steps, and tell the helper and Tongbo, you are okay, you don't need to start crying early."

What is the relationship between Tong Bo and Ling Junda?

Ling Zi'an looked at Tong Bo suddenly, between his eyes, a familiar feeling flashed, Ling Zi'an pointed at Tong Bo, and suddenly scolded in a deep voice: "Ling Junda, it turned out to be you old thief!"