At night, on the top of a steep mountain in Beihu Province, China, an old man in a pale cyan robe was looking up at the starry sky and sighed softly: "Eighteen years have passed, and I can't imagine that the person whose destiny is uncertain will have such a death catastrophe! It's just that why is his current fate a little complicated, and it is rare that he has obtained some unusual encounter in this death calamity, and he secretly coincides with the fate number? It's a pity, if he was born in troubled times, he is afraid that there are countless possibilities, the emperor's fate! But if he was born in the current world, it is difficult to say the number of fate! God may have given you this death calamity because of your fate. Good fortune, you also have good luck!"

"Teacher, I knew you were here," a hearty man's voice sounded, and then I saw a man in a white suit and glasses who looked very suave and came up from the bottom of the cliff.

"Is it Xingfan?" The old man in the green robe smiled back, and then couldn't help but smile: "How can you have time to come and see as a teacher?"

The man in the white suit slowly walked to the old man in the green robe and took a step behind, saluted the old man in the green robe slightly, and then said with a smile: "There is something to do in Beihe, come to see the teacher by the way." ”

"Private matter?" Glancing at the man in the white suit with a light smile, the old man in the green robe couldn't help but have a burning brilliance in his eyes and said, "Looking at your appearance, I'm afraid this private matter will give you a headache, right?"

The man in the white suit suddenly smiled when he heard this: "Nothing can escape the teacher's eyes! Teacher, I wonder if you can give the disciple some guidance on this matter?"

"You kid, do you think the teacher is omnipotent?" The old man in the green robe suddenly stroked his beard and smiled when he heard this: "Everything has a fixed number, and all the teacher can guide you is the four words 'everything is fate'." ”

nodded thoughtfully, and the man in the white suit immediately saluted respectfully to the old man in the green robe: "Thank you for your advice!"

At night, in the northern suburbs of Dongzhou City, in a quaint manor villa built on the mountainside of the mountain, the bright lights are like a lighthouse in the dark night, illuminating the beautiful night sky.

A mature beauty wearing a long black gauze-like floor-length skirt with long black hair and a shawl is standing quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, looking at the dazzling night sky outside, her gentle eyes faintly flickering with a faint melancholy.

"Miss!" With the sound of gentle footsteps, a man in a black suit who looked to be thirty or forty years old walked slowly, stopped ten meters away from the woman in the black gauze skirt, and shouted respectfully.

"What's the matter?" retracted her gaze slightly, and the woman looked down slightly at the delicate bracelet woven with colorful silk threads on the snow-white jade wrist, and asked casually with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Hearing this, the man in the black suit hesitated slightly: "Miss, something happened to Young Master Haoyang!"

"What?" A slightly startled voice sounded, and the woman turned to look at the man in the black suit, and a rare trace of sharpness and coldness slowly emerged in her gentle and calm eyes like a lake.

Facing the woman's gaze, the man in the black suit suddenly felt an invisible majesty, and couldn't help but bow his head slightly and said, "Young Master Haoyang was drinking at the Black Fox Bar tonight, and then he was kidnapped on the way to leave. By the time he was rescued, he had already been stabbed in the chest and had lost too much blood, and now although he has been sent to the hospital, his life and death are still uncertain!"

"Life and death uncertain?" muttered softly, the woman's delicate body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and her beautiful eyes were slightly red.

"Who did it?" After a while, the woman in the black gauze skirt who came back to her senses suddenly looked at the man in the black suit, and said in a deep voice with cold eyes.

The man in the black suit sweated slightly on his forehead, and when he saw this, he hurriedly said: "There are people from the Tiger Gang involved!" In addition, it should be related to Zhao Bin, the son of Zhao Binhe, chairman of Binhe Group, and the specific situation is still under investigation. ”

"Binhe Group?Zhao Binhe?" When the woman heard this, she couldn't help but have a cold arc at the corner of her mouth, and murmured: "The grandson of the old man Zhao Yuanhong of the Zhao family, what a big deal!"

Hearing this, the man in the black suit hesitated slightly and said, "Miss, let's do this thing."

The jade hand waved lightly, the woman's beautiful eyes flashed, and she said decisively: "This is to put it down for the time being, Haoyang's life is important, I can't believe the so-called doctors in the hospital, you go to Huatuoju in person, and ask the old man Gu to see Haoyang's injuries." Old man Gu is a master in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, especially good at internal and external injuries, claiming that as long as he has a breath, he can be saved, and he should be fine with Ma Haoyang. ”

"Yes!" the man in the black suit responded, and then he couldn't help but say, "But Miss, it's late now." It doesn't seem good to disturb Old Man Gu so late!"

The woman in the black gauze skirt shook her head slightly when she heard this: "It's okay! I have an ancient habit of staying up late, and I shouldn't have a break yet, so let's do it as soon as possible!"

"Yes!" replied respectfully, and the man in the black suit hurriedly turned to leave.

Seeing the man in the black suit leave, the woman in the black gauze skirt turned to look at the night sky outside, and couldn't help but sigh softly and whispered to herself: "Haoyang, am I wrong? I have taught you so many things, it seems that there is still a lack of a way to protect yourself! ”

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly and the weather was surprisingly clear.

In the special care ward of the First People's Hospital of Dongzhou City, the pale Yun Haoyang was lying quietly on the bed in a coma.

"Ahh

"Haoyang!" On the recliner on the side, Yun Ziqing, who was sitting and falling asleep with her head in one hand, couldn't help but be awakened, seeing Yun Haoyang's appearance, she couldn't help but hurriedly stepped forward and held his body, and at the same time said with some worry and anxiety: "Haoyang, don't move, don't crack the sky!"

With the sound of hurried footsteps, a middle-aged beautiful woman with a slightly haggard face came out of the room on the side, which was Yun Haoyang's mother Lan Ya.

"Haoyang!" Seeing Yun Haoyang's appearance, Lan Ya's face couldn't help but change slightly, and she stepped forward to help hold down Yun Haoyang's body, and tears flashed in her son's eyes.

At this time, with the sound of the door opening and steady footsteps, a slightly chubby old man in a white coat with gray hair but a ruddy and strong face walked in with steady steps.

Seeing Yun Haoyang's appearance on the bed, the old man suddenly stepped forward, and he didn't know when he was already holding a silver needle in his hand. As the old man put the silver needle into an acupoint on Yun Haoyang's chest, Yun Haoyang, who was not honest, suddenly quieted down and remained motionless. Instead, the old man walked to the side and sat down, pressing his fingers on Mu Bai's wrist to seriously check Yun Haoyang's pulse.

"Ancient, how is Haoyang, is he okay?" Lan Ya breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and couldn't help but turn her head to look at the old man nervously and worriedly.

Gu Wenyan smiled lightly and said: "Mrs. Yun, don't worry! Ling Gongzi just lost too much blood, and he was frightened a little, and his qi was deficient in blood, so he couldn't wake up for a while, his mood fluctuated too much, and his heart was hot, so he was naturally prone to dreaming." I had an acupuncture session for him last night to open up his blood and help him recover from his injuries as soon as possible. However, such an injury has a great loss to the body, and it will be well recuperated and warmed for a long time in the future. Later, I will prescribe a few warm medicines and dietary supplements suitable for him. ”

"Ancient, I'm really sorry for you, it was so late yesterday" Lan Ya was slightly relieved when she heard this, and she was also busy apologetic and politely said to the ancient.

Seeing this, Gu Gu couldn't help but smile and said, "Mrs. Yun is polite, the heart of the doctor's parents, there is no morning or night." However, I have to go back early today, and I have a patient to consult in the afternoon, so I have to go back and get ready. ”

"Ancient, I wanted to treat you to a meal! Look at this," Lan Ya couldn't help but smile when she heard this.

Nodding with a slight smile, Gu said and was about to get up: "Next time!"

"Ziqing, help me send the ancient!" Lan Ya hurriedly instructed her daughter when she saw this.

"Okay!" Gu nodded and smiled, glanced at Yun Ziqing and couldn't help but praise: "I said whose daughter is so beautiful! Mrs. Yun, I heard that your daughter is very capable, with such a daughter, you and Brother Yun are blessed. Okay, you can stay, just let Ziqing girl go to my place to get the prescription. ”

Nodding with a smile, Lan Ya still sent Gu to the door, and saw her daughter and Gu go away after saying this, and then closed the door and returned to Yun Haoyang's hospital bed to help Yun Haoyang tuck the quilt, and then sat down on the side, a pair of slightly red and swollen eyes stared at Yun Haoyang tightly, as if he was afraid that his son would be gone in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Lan Ya didn't know that Yun Haoyang, who was in a coma, was in a strange place. This is a passage that exudes colorful light, and there seems to be a mysterious force guiding Yun Haoyang forward.

"Huh?" In a daze, Yun Haoyang only felt that a dazzling light suddenly lit up in front of him, and the next moment when Yun Haoyang opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in a simple and majestic ancient hall. The surrounding atmosphere is vaguely diffuse with a vicissitudes of life. Under this special atmosphere, Mu Bai's consciousness suddenly sobered up.

Curiously swept around, only to see that the whole hall was tall and wide, there were no beams and columns, but there were eight walls carved with various relief patterns, the simple and figurative relief seemed to tell an ancient story.

"Well, boy, you're here at last! it's taken so long just to come here, and your soul is so weak," a cold man's voice sounded with a sigh of helplessness and seemed to be very vicissitudes, echoing throughout the hall.

"Who?" Yun Haoyang's face suddenly changed when he heard this, Huo Ran turned around, and then his eyes widened and he looked ahead with a dull expression, only to see an illusory blood-red dragon entrenched in front of him, and the pair of blood-red diamond-like dragon eyes were staring at him.

Swallowing his saliva fiercely, Yun Haoyang couldn't help but stutter slightly and asked, "You are?"

"Silly boy, are you stupid by me? The dragon has never seen it, and has not heard of it?" The blood dragon was slightly depressed and said very worriedly: "Listen, I am the spirit of the blood dragon, and you will call me Lord Blood Dragon in the future!"