"You, can you really help our family?"

In this short period of one month, Hong Seventy-four has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world.

Now, although he is very suspicious of Jiang Chen, whether he is really capable of saving the Baolong clan.

But beyond that, there's no way around it!

Only live horses can be used as dead horse doctors!

"I, Jiang Taichu, never say big things!"

Jiang Chen looked at Hong Seventy-four with an indifferent expression, his face was full of indifferent expressions, as if he was going to say another inconsequential trivial matter.

"Well, that's okay, I'll take you back to the Baolong clan!"

Hong Seventy-four groaned for a moment, and nodded crisply in agreement.

Then, he led Jiang Chen to Taihang Mountain.

......

Changbai Mountain, Baolong family.

The once glorious Baolong clan, at this moment, is ruined, like ruins.

In a better room, many people gathered.

They are all former members of the Baolong clan, and they are also masters who have become famous in the world!

Aluminum alloy, Master Xuan, Master Huixin, Zhou Shutong and so on.

They all lowered their heads at the moment and looked at Hong Seventy-two lying on the bed.

The god of martial arts and the guardian of Huaxia back then, at this moment, there is no longer the original brightness in his eyes, obviously, it has reached the point of running out of oil and drying up.

"You ...... Why haven't you left yet!"

Hong Seventy-two used all his strength before he opened his eyes tremblingly, and when he saw a room full of old people, he couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

"I've been here all my life, where else can I go?"

Aluminum alloy smiled bitterly, and said helplessly: "Even if you go out, but it's not as good as a dog!"

"Hey, at the beginning, if Senior Hong hadn't carried Jiang Taichu on his back and saved the seven of them, how could we Baolong clan have such an encounter!"

Zhou Shutong smiled helplessly, slowly spoke, and said.

In a word, the atmosphere of the whole room fell silent.

"I don't regret it, saving the seven of them, this is the only thing I can do for the Chu family! At the beginning, I gave up the Chu family in order to take care of Huaxia, and I was also forced to be helpless!"

Hong Seventy-two had more breath out and less breath, and it was a little difficult to speak: "The most regrettable thing I have done in my life is to let Jiang Taichu go to the North Pole! If he doesn't go to the North Pole, he won't die, with his talent, today, how far will he grow!"

Hearing this, all of them fell silent!

Indeed, if Jiang Taichu hadn't died ten years ago, the pattern of the whole world would not have been Beihua!

The world is blessed!

It's a pity that they can only imagine what the world would have been like if Jiang Taichu hadn't died.

"Listen to me, you guys hurry up and don't make fearless sacrifices!"

Hong Seventy-two glanced at the audience and said, "You guys...... It is the seed of martial arts, and we must live! If there is a seed, there will be hope, and there will be hope...... Martial arts can flourish again!"

His voice was heavy, and every word, like a mountain, weighed on everyone's hearts.

However, at this time, a crisp voice suddenly floated into everyone's ears: "Grandpa, grandpa, I have found a master, he can save us!"

Everyone turned their heads to look and saw that Hong Seventy-four, dressed in rags, appeared in front of them.

He looked very embarrassed, but his childish little face was full of excitement that could not be concealed.

After seeing him, all the people in the audience couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Hong Seventy-four disappeared for more than a month, and finally came back safely!

Wait a minute!

What did he just say?

Found a person who can save the Baolong clan? Isn't he deceived?

"Don't waste that money!"

At this time, Hong Seventy-two, who was on the sickbed, spoke: "In my current situation, no one can save me, and similarly, no one can save the Baolong clan!"

Once upon a time, when Hong Seventy-two was just injured, he also found many famous doctors to treat him.

However, no matter who it is, they are helpless against Hong Seventy-two's disease.

In the end, some gods and liars also came.

Therefore, the Baolong clan also wasted a lot of money.

And now, as soon as they heard that the young Hong Seventy-four, they had found a person who claimed to be able to save the Baolong clan, that ...... What is not a liar!

In today's world, how many people dare to go against the seven wolves of Changbai Mountain?

And those who dare to fight against the Baolong clan are all some big immortal cultivators, and they will not suppress the seven wolves of Changbai Mountain because of the Baolong clan at all.

The reason is very simple, the Baolong clan cultivates martial arts, and in today's world, martial arts are the most humble people.

And the Seven Wolves of Changbai Mountain are high-ranking immortal cultivators with wireless potential.

Therefore, no sect is willing to suppress the Seven Wolves of Changbai Mountain for the sake of the Baolong clan, which is a very uneconomical deal.

The Baolong clan can be said to be at the end of the road!

"Grandpa, no, he said...... He's amazing......"

Hong Seventy-four opened his mouth to explain, but when Hong Seventy-two heard him so disobedient, he fainted directly, so that he didn't say anything at all.

"Xiao Qi, don't say it, look at your grandfather!"

Zhou Shutong glared at him, and then hurriedly walked to the sickbed, and after checking Hong Seventy-two's pulse, his brows furrowed tightly, and said, "It's not good! Hong Seniors have completely run out of oil, and even if the Da Luo Immortal descends to earth, he can't save him!"

As these words came out, a sad and indignant expression flashed on everyone's faces!

Swindler!

It's all because of that damn liar!

If he hadn't deceived Hong Seventy-four, Hong Seventy-four wouldn't have told Hong Seventy-two the news, then...... Hong Seventy-four will not be angry to death!

"Kill him and avenge Senior Hong!"

In the eyes of the Master of Xuan, there was a raging flame, as if it could burn the heavens and the earth!

"Killing him is a mercy to him, you must peel off the skin and cramp, and slowly torture him to death!"

Master Huixin gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"You have to kill him!"

Aluminum alloy clenched his fists, and then, he turned his head to look at Hong Seventy-four, who was blaming himself on the side, and said, "That liar, what's your name!"

"He ......"

Hong Seventy-four was like a child who had done something wrong, he lowered his head, he didn't dare to look at them at all, he blamed himself and felt guilty in his heart, and said, "He claims to be Jiang Taichu!"

Quiet!

Deathly quiet!

The eyes of everyone present flashed with an unbelievable look.

Ginger...... Jiang Taichu?

Didn't he die under the atomic bomb ten years ago?

Could it be that there is someone who, in the name of Jiang Taichu, is swaggering outside?

Damn it!

Disgusting!

Everyone's eyes are tearing, and their hearts are full of meaning!

And at this moment, a figure, without warning, appeared in front of them!

Ordinary and inconspicuous, no one would look at him more after being thrown in the crowd.

However, just because of his appearance, an unbelievable expression flashed on the faces of everyone present, as if they had seen a ghost.

(End of chapter)