The power of blood!
Four words appeared in Zhao Fan's mind. As a great master of creation who has formed a pill, his blood perception is extremely strong, and there is no possibility of deviation!
"Who is he? He actually triggered a strong resonance with the power of my bloodline!" Zhao Fan sensed the warrior's aura on that young man again. He immediately opened his eyes and saw that the generous ripples...the middle stage of the Grand Master!
At this moment, Zhao Fan was really shocked. The other person resonated with his bloodline and even reached the peak of the master as a young man. Could it be that he came from the Hidden Sect? It's impressive to see his style, with six innate pinnacles following him, so swaggering through the city, it's not like the style of the Yin Sect disciples.
at the same time.
"Huh?" The young man paused if he felt something. He frowned slightly and turned around, but he didn't find anything in the crowd behind him. He shook his head and turned around to continue moving forward. He seemed to have a vague feeling just now. Maybe it's an illusion.
Zhao Fan had already turned to the other side and pulled Xiao Diao over to block him. He knew that after reaching the level of a grandmaster, one's five senses would be sharp and extraordinary, but if one had not learned the corresponding spells, his sense of the power of blood would be weak. It's tiny, but it exists.
With his temperament, he would not have rash contact with the young man before everything was clear.
Moreover, Zhao Fan has been with his great-uncle since he could remember, and he has asked more than once who and where his parents are, but his great-uncle always said the same thing, "Orphan, don't tell me before the time comes." At first, it was okay. I believe that as his mind matures, he feels more and more that he has been hiding a lot of things.
Although the resonance of the power of blood just now fluctuated greatly, it did not reach the level of being as strong as a close relative of flesh and blood.
"Brother Fan, what's wrong?" Xiao Diao was full of doubts.
"fine."
At this time, the young man had entered the screening room. Zhao Fan turned his attention to the ticket counter. Everyone was still arguing. His heart moved. The young man had reserved the theater to watch the movie. Does this mean that the manager knew his identity?
Therefore, Zhao Fan pulled Xiao Diao to him. He pretended to be refunded, and asked angrily, "Who is that person? Give me an explanation, so that everyone who has had their tickets refunded will have an idea, right?" "
"That's right, tell me!"
Everyone was incited to want to know the identity of the young man.
"Haha, even if I tell you, you won't know. Forget it, I'll just introduce it reluctantly." The manager raised his head arrogantly and said, "I'm not from Huzhou. I'm just passing by for a day's rest. He is the direct descendant of the Zhao family in the capital. Master, just covering the cost of this event is equivalent to our revenue for a week."
"Capital, Zhao family?"
Zhao Fan froze. This was the second time he heard these four words. The last time was after the anniversary of Jiangbei University, when Liu Qibi mentioned it during his introduction. He still remembered that at that time, he had the feeling to say no. The feeling of unclearness was fleeting, but he didn't care about it. He thought it was because he had been taught to be an orphan since he was a child. He thought too much when he heard about the family named Zhao, and thus developed a longing for his family.
Now, after the power of blood resonated with the young man from the Zhao family in the capital, he discovered that it was not what he thought in the past, but those four words that really touched the chords in his subconscious.
"Little Marten, let's go."
Zhao Fan absentmindedly got off the elevator with Xiao Diao and went to the park not far outside. He lay on his side on the bench and put his head in his hands, lost in thought. Xiao Diao didn't know what was going on. She felt that the "omnipotent" Brother Fan seemed to be acting strange after coming out of the cinema, but she didn't ask any more questions. She sat quietly on the edge of the bench and waited, and then listened to the former's words. Whispering.
"Uncle?"
"If he was willing to tell me, he would have told me a long time ago. Even if he asked, it would be the same as in the past. He must have hid it for some reason."
"Then where should we start to investigate... Liu Qibi, yes, that's him. In his early years, he worked as a handyman in the Zhao family in the capital. However, he was enlightened by his uncle and even taught him the Dragon Capture Technique. The young man from the Zhao family in the capital was also inspired by Without the power of my blood, how could such a coincidence happen in the world?"
Zhao Fan made up his mind and decided to go to Liu's house in Jingzhou and ask Liu Qibi face to face when he returned to Jiangling.
More than that, he thought carefully about it for a long time. Every time Liu Qibi called him Young Master, the respect he felt was not as if it was just for his uncle's sake, but as if it was melted into his bones. True love, accompanied by a hint of doting, even better than when mentioning my great-uncle...
Twenty minutes later, the person in charge of the Liu family's Huzhou industry drove over and delivered a document bag containing Xiao Diao's ID card and other information. When the other party saluted and was about to go back, he heard Zhao Fan say: "Wait a minute."
"Young Master, is there anything else you want to tell me to do?"
"Tell Mr. Liu that I will go to Liu's house in Jingzhou in a few days." Zhao Fan ordered: "He should not go out to visit the mountains and rivers again."
"Okay, I will convey it word for word."
…
Until it got dark, Zhao Fan and Xiao Diao went to Huzhou Food Street to have a feast, and then went to a luxury hotel to get a suite.
In the next two days, he didn't go anywhere and even ordered takeout for meals. Xiao Diao went out shopping during the day and came back on time after dark, very obedient.
…
Late at night.
Zhao Fan looked at his Dantian and felt extremely energetic, so he got up, put on his clothes, and called Xiao Diao to go to Huzhou No. 3 Hospital.
After arriving, we went straight to the inpatient building.
Han Xiaoyue, Han Yuchun, and Zhou Cheng were still awake and had been waiting for the miracle to arrive. At this time, there was a knock on the door. She excitedly went over to open the door and greeted politely: "Brother Zhao Fan, Xiao Diao."
"Hmm..." Zhao Fan nodded and said, "Xiaoyue, you and Zhou Cheng go to the corridor to guard. No one is allowed to come in without my order."
"good."
Han Xiaoyue took Zhou Cheng outside.
Zhao Fan walked to the window, tightened the curtains with a bang, and asked, "Mr. Han, how have you been these past two days?"
"Thanks to your care, the pain is gone. I can eat and sleep normally as before when I was not sick." Han Yuchun's face was full of gratitude. There was still a vague pain the day before yesterday, but yesterday and today, he had almost no pain and could hardly walk. He was able to eat more than half a bowl of rice without anyone's support, and even the doctors and nurses doing rounds on the ward looked at him in shock.
They came several times to ask Han Yuchun for a check-up, but he refused verbally, saying they would have to wait a few more days. As for the reason, they remained tight-lipped.
"That's good, let's start treatment now."
While Zhao Fan was speaking, he pointed at Han Yuchun's neck like lightning. The latter's eyes suddenly darkened and he lost consciousness and fell limply on the bed.
"Brother Fan, how did you knock him out?" Xiao Diao asked in surprise.
"It's too painful during the process, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it." Zhao Fan flew his hands up and down, and soon took off Han Yuchun's hospital clothes, leaving only a pair of trousers. He said: "Little Diao, don't move in the corner. , don’t panic if anything happens, but be sure to remember one thing: if it starts thundering outside, throw this at my feet.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a sachet from the Jialan Sumeru jade and threw it over.
Xiao Diao reached out to catch it, and curiously pulled it open, only to find a roughly carved wooden figure. After closing it, it stood in the corner of the wall inexplicably.
Zhao Fan put Han Yuchun's body into a sitting position, and he took off his shoes and got on the bed and sat in the back. He raised his hands and pointed them at his back, recited the formula, and performed the "The Art of Hoeing Hundreds of Ears" in "Gongshu Book" .”
Immediately after reciting the formula, the power of Cheng Longyang Pill was drained away!
Zhao Fan closed his eyes and released another two cents of Longyang Pill power. Golden brilliance floated on the palms of his hands. When he touched Han Yuchun's back, the golden brilliance began to spread along the skin, quickly covering every part of his body. The corners seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light film.
"Original."
"The disease is gone."
Zhao Fan devoted himself wholeheartedly to the hoeing technique used on Han Yuchun. After marking the areas with problems or potential lesions from beginning to end, he began a long process of repair.
One hour……
At the second hour and seven minutes, Zhao Fan opened his eyes in vain. He looked at Han Yuchun's originally dull skin. At this time, there was a little moisture, and his breath, heartbeat, and pulse were all restored to stability!
"The disease has been cured, and all the root causes of the disease have been eliminated." Zhao Fan did not breathe a sigh of relief. Instead, his expression became more solemn and he murmured: "It's time to ask God for help..."
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