Huo Dong was speechless. He really wanted to throw Ling Xian'er on the ground, but he couldn't bear to.
"What are you thinking about in this little brain of yours?" Huo Dong said word by word with contempt: "My preferences are very normal. I like women, and beautiful ones at that!"
"Then you still won't do anything to me?" Ling Xian'er had a strange expression. Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something and exclaimed: "You don't know how to …. Don't tell me you didn't do it? "Oh my god, then what should I do?"
Huo Dong took a deep breath, resisted the urge in his heart, and put Ling Xian'er down, saying: "Prepare to take a taxi home!"
He grinned. If it wasn't for his damn headache, he would have eaten her up long ago.
However, Ling Xian'er still did not let him go. Pointing at him, her face was filled with distress as she said: "You can't possibly be serious, right? "It's over, it's over. My first love, it's actually not a man, it really makes me sad."
Huo Dong took a deep breath, pretending that he did not hear anything, he extended his hand out to stop the taxi and stuffed her inside.
At this time, Ling Xian'er was not wearing sunglasses or a mask, and when he got on the car, he was recognised by the male driver.
"Oh my god, am I seeing things? It was actually Ling Xian'er! Aiya, I'm your fan! " The male driver stopped driving and turned around to speak.
Huo Dong rolled his eyes and said: "Do you even drive?"
The male driver looked at Huo Dong and said snappily: "Go, drive right away, what's the rush? Go home to the funeral! "
Just as Huo Dong was about to get angry, Ling Xian'er said: "Forget it, Mister, you should send us back quickly. I still have some urgent matters to take care of."
"Okay, Miss Xian'Er. I will leave immediately. Can you give me an autograph? My family, not only am I a fan of yours, my wife and my daughter are also a fan of yours. If they can get your autograph, they will definitely be very happy. "
"This year is the anniversary of our wedding for twenty years. Your autograph must be the best present!" Along the way, the driver kept chattering on and on about him and his wife.
The moment Ling Xian'er was recognized, she reverted back to her appearance that was filled with immortal energy, and smiled: "When you get off the car, I'll give you guys my autograph."
"That's great! "Thank you so much!" The driver's face lit up.
On their way back to the villa, Ling Xian'er asked them a question: Happiness! Happy!
At this time, the inside of the house was also in a mess, all of them were unconscious, Ling Xiaoyun did not know what to do.
Fortunately, Lu Fei and Yamamoto Juroku had returned.
After hearing what had happened, Lu Fei waved his hand and said, "Let's just wait quietly. Dadongge will definitely save Miss Xian'er."
Hearing Lu Fei's words, Ling Xiaoyun also quieted down. What he said was right, Huo Dong had already chased after him, if Huo Dong was not able to save him, the others would probably be too.
They carried him to the living room and waited helplessly.
Ling Xiaoyun was more worried, walking around the living room, occasionally looking outside.
When Ling Xian'er appeared, he was the first to shout out loud.
She hugged Ling Xian'er and asked anxiously: "Xian'er, are you alright? "Are you hurt?"
Ling Xian'er laughed and said: "Aunt, I'm fine, not a single hair off my head. But Huo Dong has vomited a lot of blood."
Ling Xiaoyun glanced at Huo Dong, a little embarrassed, and probably recalled the scene from before.
And Huo Dong just so happened to look over at this moment. Sweeping his eyes across the place, very naturally, a beautiful bust appeared in Huo Dong's mind.
Immediately, he was stunned as well.
Seeing that, Ling Xiaoyun also understood what Huo Dong was trying to write. His face flushed red and he immediately said: "Mr. Huo Dong, are you alright?
"Ah?" Me? "I'm fine. Let's go in and not go outside." As Ling Xiaoyun spoke, Huo Dong also left and regained consciousness, and immediately changed the topic.
"That's right, let's go in. The sun is high outside." Ling Xiaoyun pulled Ling Xian'er inside the room.
Ling Xian'er was a little strange, and asked: "Little Aunt, what's wrong? I feel like something is very wrong with your appearance? "
"I'm fine, I'm just worried about you!" Ling Xiaoyun lied as he felt his face turn red.
Reaching the hall, Lu Fei and Yamamoto Juroku had already stood up. When they saw Huo Dong, they greeted him.
Huo Dong nodded and said: "Thank you for your hard work!"
"It's not hard!" "Of course!" Lu Fei and Yamamoto Juroku hurriedly agreed.
Huo Dong looked at the unconscious state that was on the ground, and his heart immediately became clear. "Lu Fei, go and get some cold water. Put some salt in the water on their faces and they'll wake up soon.
"Alright, Brother Dong." Lu Fei complied and walked towards the kitchen.
"I'll take Xian`er to take a bath as well." Ling Xiaoyun left with Ling Xian'er as well.
Huo Dong sat on the sofa and heaved a sigh of relief. This kind of result was the best possible outcome.
Just as he sat down, Chanel Sora served him a cup of tea and said softly: "Sir, please have some tea!"
Huo Dong nodded and said thank you.
He took a sip and leaned back on the sofa. Chanel Sora walked over silently and massaged Huo Dong's shoulders.
Huo Dong closed his eyes as his mind tried to quickly recall all that he had obtained from Pang Feng's memories.
What he was most concerned about was one of the books, "The Thousand Poison Scriptures".
In the Paleo-Martial Stage, there was a family, and practically everyone in the Paleo-Martial Stage was unwilling to interact with them, but no one dared to offend them.
This family was none other than the Pang Family, the Pang Family of the Poison Sect.
In Pang Family, the most important inheritance is the Thousand Poison Scripture, which can only be learned by the direct line of descent.
This Pang Feng should be a direct descendant of Pang Family, and her talent is also very high.
Just by her being able to make Huo Dong unknowingly become poisoned showed how powerful she was.
Actually, be it the Poison Scripture or the Medical Arts, they were all part of the medical system.
There were many ways to use poison in order to save others.
And in traditional Chinese medicine, there are many ways to kill people.
Huo Dong skimmed through the Allpoison Scriptures. He sighed with emotion and gained a lot.
He discovered to his astonishment that there were many places where he could combine the Ten Thousand Poisons Scripture and the medical books he had read in the Mizar Palace and Alkaid Palace.
With the three of them fused together, Huo Dong suddenly felt that his horizons had widened.
Countless different thoughts and combinations were rolling about in his mind, constantly being simulated.
A lot of things that he didn't understand before were now suddenly enlightened.
Unknowingly, night came.
Fortunately, they thought Huo Dong was tired and no one disturbed him.
Suddenly, the phone on Huo Dong's body rang.
Huo Dong also woke up from his daze and took out his phone to check. He did not show anyone's number, but he found it strange.
"Hello, I'm Huo Dong."
"Xiaodong, I'm your Grandpa Liu. There's some bad news I need to tell you!" On the other end of the phone, Liu Jiao's voice came out.
Huo Dong felt his heart move, with a thump, he felt a faint pain.
He had a bad feeling about this!
"Grandfather, what's wrong?"
"Ye Wu Chen went missing!" Liu Jiao said in a heavy voice.
"What?" Huo Dong stood up, and his face instantly changed.