After recognizing Gu Manman, Ye Yuncai glanced at the old woman carrying Gu Manman.
I didn't see her specific cultivation level.
Ye Yuntian can control the fire phantom spiritual eyes to see at a glance the cultivation level of monks at the high spiritual refining realm and below. For higher levels, he needs to concentrate his pupil power and cannot see clearly at a glance.
The decrepit old woman in front of her was obviously the type of person whose cultivation had exceeded the high-level spirit refining realm.
She was leaning on a crutch with one hand and carrying Gu Manman with the other. The three pebbles that flew up just now were kicked out at will. Both the strength and accuracy were just right, which was enough to prove her good cultivation.
As soon as the white-haired old woman appeared, she looked at Shangguan Feichen with turbid eyes, suddenly shot out a ray of light, and shouted coldly: "Bring the antidote!"
She exuded an air of calmness and self-power, which made Shangguan Feichen's scalp numb, but he still held back and said: "Dean Nie, I don't know what you are talking about. What antidote?"
"I won't shed tears until I see the coffin!" The white-haired old woman said with a sneer. A trace of her cultivation level emanated from her body, and the pressure formed instantly pressed on Shangguan Feichen.
With a bang, Shangguan Feichen hit the ground heavily and fell to the ground.
"Give you another chance. If you don't take it out, you will die!" the white-haired old woman said coldly.
"Dean Nie, what's the matter? It's better to explain clearly!" Shangguan Jian saw that something was not right, so he hurriedly stood in front of Shangguan Feichen and said.
"roll!"
The white-haired old woman gave a cold shout, raised the crutch in her hand, Shangguan Jian's chest made a loud bang, and suddenly sunken a little, a blood arrow spurted out from her mouth, she fell dozens of feet away, covering her chest, and The face is painful.
"Dean Nie, you are so angry! I wonder who provoked you?"
A chuckle came.
Everyone felt a flash before their eyes, and saw a middle-aged man wearing purple brocade clothes standing in front of Shangguan Feichen, in the same position where Shangguan Jian was standing just now.
Shangguan Feichen's nervous expression relaxed when he saw the middle-aged man in front of him.
Shangguan Jian covered his chest, stood up with difficulty, came behind Shangguan Qirong, and called softly: "Dad!"
The smiling middle-aged man in front of him is the head of the Shangguan family, Shangguan Qirong, a top expert in the realm of spiritual masters.
Shangguan Qirong stood in Shangguanjian's position to help Shangguanjian regain his position.
This time, the white-haired old woman did not take action directly. She looked at the man in front of her with an angry expression on her face, "Shangguan Qirong, even if you come forward, you must give me an explanation for this matter."
Shangguan Qirong said with a smile: "Dean Nie, I can give you an explanation, but do you want to tell me what happened first?"
The white-haired old woman said: "This little son of yours who is domineering in Bahuang Lingcheng actually designed to harm my disciple and let her be poisoned by the 'Purple Sealing Roar' poison. If we don't come up with the antidote, I will let you go." You have lost your disciple. I will definitely let you experience the feeling of losing a child in middle age!"
Shangguan Qirong was not angry, and still smiled and asked: "There is a loophole in your words. Since she was poisoned by the 'Purple Sealed Throat', how could she still escape to you to complain?"
Purple Throat is a highly toxic poison that seals the throat when blood is seen. The poison is extremely high, and the poisoned monks cannot be completely suppressed by their cultivation level. Once the monks with cultivation level below the spirit refining realm are poisoned, they can only hold on for one stick of incense at most.
"Manman knows a secret technique that temporarily seals his own blood flow, and then he persists in front of me. Otherwise, with Shangguan Feichen's useless cultivation, how can he hurt Manman at all."
The white-haired old woman spoke with sarcasm.
Shangguan Qirong smiled slightly and asked Shangguan Feichen, "Chen'er, is this true?"
Shangguan Feichen shook his head and said firmly: "How dare I harm Dean Nie's disciple? There is no such thing."
Shangguan Qirong looked at the white-haired old woman with a smile again and said: "Dean Nie, you and my son each have different opinions. I can't tell which is true or false, right or wrong! Do you have other evidence or evidence? Witness?"
The white-haired old woman suppressed the anger in her heart and said: "When my disciple escaped and was caught up, he was helped by a righteous young man."
The white-haired old woman then looked at Ye Yuntian and said, "My little friend, please tell the truth about what you saw."
Shangguan Feichen also looked at Ye Yuntian, his expression suddenly tense.
Shangguan Qirong noticed Shangguan Feichen's nervousness and felt a little suspicious in his heart. He also looked at Ye Yuntian and said with a smile, "My little friend, please tell the truth."
The gazes of the two powerful men put a lot of pressure on Ye Yuntian, especially the smiling Shangguan Qirong, who had no good intentions at first sight.
"I want to see Elder Shangguan Youyi. I will wait until Elder Shangguan Youyi comes over."
Ye Yuntian said.
There was a huge gap in cultivation between him and Guan Qirong. To be honest, if he offended Shangguan Qirong, he couldn't guarantee that the white-haired old woman would protect him to the death.
So he took the opportunity to put forward this condition, which was originally the purpose of his trip.
"What does this matter have to do with Guan Youyi? The poison in my body cannot last long. You just tell the truth. I will bear the consequences."
The white-haired old woman spoke.
Ye Yuntian shook his head, closed his eyes, and expressed his attitude.
The white-haired old woman suddenly became angry and scolded: "If you don't tell me, believe it or not, I will kill you with one palm of my hand!"
Ye Yuntian opened his eyes and said: "If you force me like this, even if I tell the truth, the head of the Shangguan family will say that you said it under coercion and have no credibility. It is meaningless for you to do this. It is better to hurry up and hire someone."
The white-haired old woman had no choice but to ask Shangguan Qirong to arrange for someone to be invited.
Not long after, Shangguan Youyi walked quickly from the house, came to Ye Yuntian, and asked: "Ye Hao, when did you come to Bahuang Lingcheng?"
"I just came here not long ago." Ye Yuntian smiled slightly. Seeing Shangguan Youyi's attitude, he felt a little relieved.
"Elder Shangguan Youyi, this is not the time for you to reminisce about the past, my disciple is still in danger!" The white-haired old woman interrupted the two of them reminiscing, and said to Ye Yuntian in an anxious tone, "You can say it now! "
"I came to Bahuang Lingcheng a few days ago, and today I plan to come to the Shangguan family to talk to Elder Shangguan Youyi about something. On the way..." Ye Yuntian first told what happened when he met Gu Manman and Shangguan Feichen on the street. , "This made me see a chivalrous woman with a warm heart and a top dandy."
"I didn't ask you to say such useless things. If you don't know the relevant things, you can just shut up!"
Shangguan Jian couldn't help but scolded.
Ye Yuntian glanced at him and continued: "It was precisely because he saw the performance of the two people that he saw Shangguan Feichen surrounding Gu Manman later, so he did not hesitate to help. I would rather offend the Shangguan family than to I don’t want such a kind-hearted woman to die in front of my eyes.”
