Two young men in white coats squatted in front of them, one taking blood for testing, and the other monitoring his heartbeat.

There were a few people standing around, except for a gray-robed old Taoist with a calm expression, the rest of them were all full of anxiety.

A girl in green squatted aside, grabbed the woman's hand, and tears could not stop in her eyes.

She was not very old, almost 15 or 6 years old, and she was very beautiful.

At this time, everyone's attention was focused on the folding bed, and they didn't notice that there was another person in the tent at all.

"There is a strange aura in these two people. ”

Wang Yi whispered, seeing through the root at a glance.

"Isn't it yin? This king encountered it outside the auction hall. ”

The sound of a rabbit comes to your ears.

"What?"

Wang Yi was taken aback for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Is there a mysterious creature who has been to Shengde Manor?"

"Mysterious fart!"

The rabbit said strangely: "This king has done it with a little means." ”

Wang Yi: ......

At this time, the gray-robed old man looked at the girl carefully, licked his lips, and said, "It's okay to save it, but..."

"Huh?"

The girl's body trembled, and she hurriedly raised her pretty face: "Please say, as long as we can do it, we will be satisfied no matter what." ”

"Hehe..."

Lao Dao smiled, looking unfathomable, but his eyes were glowing green: "If you don't go with the poor road, I will pass on the method of salvation to you..."

"What?"

Everyone was stunned.

The old man in Tang Yi on the side frowned and said: "If the Master of the Dust Wind has a method, please give me advice, why do you want Zhou's granddaughter to go..."

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable..."

Lao Dao's face sank, and he interrupted in a cold voice: "Do you wait to listen to the mantra of the poor Tao, brew cause and effect." Now this girl has a deep sisterhood, and she is moved by the poor Dao in her heart, and she intends to help her resolve it. You know, the Dharma doesn't spread to the outer ear..."

After Professor Zhou heard this, his old face turned red, obviously angry.

He is old, how can he not see that the other party has evil thoughts?

"Grandpa!"

The girl stood up and raised her hand to wipe the tears from her pretty face: "You let me try." ”

She is still young, she doesn't know the sinister world, and she doesn't see that the other party is an old man who is not ashamed.

"No way!"

Professor Zhou, of course, would not agree.

How could his precious granddaughter let this old guy take advantage?

Are you kidding?

"Grandpa..."

The girl in green suddenly became anxious.

She had been addicted to "Notes on Tomb Robbery", so she believed in the old words.

"Hey, hey..."

Lao Dao smiled and fanned the flames on the side: "Since this is the case, then let these two juniors fend for themselves." ”

"Humph!"

Professor Zhou snorted angrily and turned his face away.

At the same time, Wang finally turned his attention to these people.

"Huh?"

He was stunned.

Wang Yi found that the girl was very familiar... Seems to have been seen somewhere.

Yes!

He suddenly thought of an actor: Tang Yixin.

The girl's appearance is eighty percent similar to Tang Yixin, but it is more pure and delicate, perhaps due to her age.

"Yingxin, please believe us, don't believe in the magic of the rivers and lakes. ”

The old man in the white coat couldn't stand still, and his face was very ugly.

"Grandpa Zhang, it's not that I don't believe it..."

Zhou Yingxin was suddenly startled and hurriedly spoke.

"Humph!"

And Lao Dao was angry, and waved his sleeves: "Since this is the case, Poor Dao will leave." ”

"Old immortal, don't..."

Zhou Ying's heart was really anxious, and she grabbed the other party's arm.

The corners of Lao Dao's mouth twitched, his eyes were closed, and he looked like a Daoist person.

Wang Yi squinted at this old miscellaneous child, and was speechless in his heart.

The other party has a fishy smell on his body, and he has no aura at all, he is obviously a 'mountain mover', and he dares to call himself an immortal cultivator?

The most embarrassing thing is that you are a handful of years old, and you still want to eat small tender flowers?

Don't want to die?

"Grandpa..."

Zhou Yingxin turned her pretty face sideways again, and her pretty face was sad.

"Shut up!"

Professor Zhou shouted at his granddaughter.

"Yingxin, don't make any more trouble, Grandpa Zhang is a famous doctor in Yanjing, and there must be a way to wake up Sister Yan and Brother Qiang. ”

At this point, a young officer whispered to persuade him.

This person has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a dignified appearance, and a righteous body, which is obviously not a thing in the pool.

Zhou Yingxin suddenly glared at him, as if she thought the other party was talking too much.

Lao Dao didn't dare to speak this time, people like them are most afraid of the official.

Time is dripping, and Professor Zhang's team has not been idle, but the two of them still have not seen any improvement on the bed, and their pupils are getting smaller and smaller.

Professor Zhang began to sweat, and Professor Zhou's forehead also overflowed with beads of sweat the size of beans.

The situation is becoming more and more urgent.

"Sister, woo..."

Zhou Yingxin knelt on the ground, holding the woman's hand, and wept again and again.

The scene was horrific.

"Ugh..."

Wang couldn't stand it anymore, sighed lightly, and wanted to take action to dissolve the yin qi on the two of them.

"The hour is coming, and there is no way to return to heaven. It's a pity, it's a pity..."

At this moment, Lao Dao suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Old Immortal..."

Zhou Ying's heart and body trembled, she suddenly stood up and said sadly: "I promise you, I promise you everything, please save my sister..."

"Hehe..."

Lao Dao smiled and said nothing, squinting at Professor Zhou, the meaning was very obvious.

Professor Zhou's face twitched, and he was on the verge of exploding.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable..."

Suddenly, an abrupt sound arose from the mouth of the tent, in a very high tone, and sounding particularly strange.

Everyone was stunned for a moment and turned their heads one after another.

But I saw a tall and handsome young man standing there, standing with one hand on his chest, looking at everyone with a smile, his expression was extremely calm.

"Who are you?"

An officer reacted very quickly, directly touched the gun on his waist, and shouted a question.

Wang Yi looked at the other party, grinned, and showed a row of neat teeth: "Poor Dao Chaos, the teacher inherits the Xiaoyao Sect, comes down the mountain to get worldly, and cultivates the Red Dust Dao." I happened to pass by here today, and I saw that there was a cold and evil aura in the two donors, so I came here to dispel it..."

He didn't mean to pretend to be forced, but it was really unpleasant to see this old miscellaneous hair, so he showed his identity as an immortal cultivator and smashed the other party's signboard.

After hearing this, everyone was a little stunned for a while.

Why is there another Taoist priest?

Wrong.

This kid is young and dressed casually, how can he look like a half-point cultivator?

"Who the hell are you?"

The officer's face sank, and he pulled out his matching gun.

Wang Yi ignored the other party, looked directly at Lao Dao, and his handsome face suddenly sank: "Bold, dare to pretend to be an immortal cultivator, why don't you get out quickly?"

This variable came suddenly, and everyone was stunned.

The officer was also stunned, and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

Lao Dao frowned, looked at the other party carefully, and suddenly spoke: "A river has a view on both sides, but it is also a fire under the firewood mountain?"

He used an incision on the 'Dao'er'.

"What the hell? Carrying firewood and burning fire?"

Wang was speechless for a while, and he didn't stand on his chest anymore, stretched out his little thumb, plucked his ears and said, "Don't get out again, don't blame the poor way, you're welcome." ”

(End of chapter)