917 Chapter 917

Nangong Yuhui couldn't think of how things turned into this, and the mood was even worse.

The good self-cultivation in the past has all disappeared today, and there is an urge to kill.

The current Patriarch of the Nangong family is self-evident for the role of the Nangong family. If he has three long and two shortcomings, the Nangong family is not ready yet.

Lying on the ground, Zeng Guangtai's complexion also changed at this time, and he couldn't imagine that things would turn into this way. What he took was the conventional cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and all operations were on the right track.

But if it was his operation just now that directly caused the old man Nangong to become what he is now, then his future would be ruined.

Even though he was a student of Yang Zhishan, the leading medical expert in the capital, if the Nangong family wanted to deal with him, it would be as easy as pinching an ant.

As soon as Zeng Guangtai's eyes turned, he immediately pointed at Jiang Xiaohu and said, "It was him, he must have prevented me from rescuing, and that caused the old man to become like this. He did the trick. He just didn't want the old man. Get better."

Zeng Guangtai's idea is very simple. Now is a good time to frame Jiang Xiaohu, and Jiang Xiaohu must be stomped on his feet, making him pay a painful price.To repay the hatred he was thrown to the ground in front of so many people.

There has never been such a shameful moment, and today I was embarrassed in public!

Nangong Yuhui was so worried that he could not find the righteous master. He was already dazzled by the anger. Naturally, he couldn't think so much. He pointed to Jiang Xiaohu and yelled: "Young man, if my dad has something, our Nangong family will definitely not Just let it go!"

Hearing these words, Zeng Guangtai's mouth came out with a icy cold stern, and his heart was quite excited, encouraging, and wishing to add another fire.

"Ignorant child!"

Jiang Xiaohu glanced at Nangong Yuhui with disdain. He was such a big man, and he was still deceived by others. Fortunately, he was still a martial artist himself, and he didn't even understand this.

The cultivation base of thirty to forty years is completely practiced in the belly of the dog.

Of course, Jiang Xiaohu is not in the mood to go with Nangong Yuhui and Zeng Guangtai's ink stains. Instead, he squatted on the ground, put his right hand on Nangongquan's wrist, and checked him.

Speaking of this process is very complicated, in fact, for Jiang Xiaohu, it is less than half a minute.

The result of the inspection was exactly what he expected, and the next step was to take some necessary measures, take out a silver needle, and pierce the dantian of the old man Nangong at lightning speed.

Following the silver needle, Zhen Qi slowly penetrated into Elder Nangong's dantian, stirring the solidified dantian.

After a while, Jiang Xiaohu withdrew the silver needle, and then patted his lower abdomen with a palm. With a burst of energy fluctuations, Dan Tian completely recovered from the dead state.

Next, Jiang Xiaohu took out a small bottle from his pocket, poured out a thing called Pei Yuan Dan from it, and stuffed it into Old Man Nangong's mouth.

In fact, Pei Yuan Dan was configured last time in Binhai, and I have never had the opportunity to use it.

If it was too critical, Jiang Xiaohu would never doubt the efficacy of Peiyuan Pill. The main reason is that it is too critical and the medicinal materials cultivated are even more effective.

Nangong Yuhui and the others reacted when Mr. Nangong swallowed the pill.

"You, who are you and what did you eat for my dad?" Nangong Yuhui was so angry, his eyes widened, and he was about to attack Jiang Xiaohu.

However, the fist he had just raised hadn't been smashed down. Jiang Xiaohu just turned his head and glanced at him, and his body flew out and hit the ground heavily.

Only then did Nangong Yuhui understand that the strength of the young man in front of him was definitely not to be underestimated, and he could no longer win.

At just that glance, Nangong Yuhui saw death approaching him, as if the god of death was holding a sickle to harvest his life.

Lying on the ground, the cold sweat on his forehead came out.

This young man is terrible!

"Your old man's life is saved. Let him just lie down for five minutes, and he will naturally wake up." Jiang Xiaohu didn't even bother to look at Nangong Yuhui, and said in a very flat tone.

After doing this, Jiang Xiaohu left here with Yang Su.

Jiang Xiaohu's willingness to save this old man was entirely out of a kind of accumulated merit.

The strength has reached the middle stage of the golden core. If you want to break through to the next stage, you need more merit, which means you need to rescue more people.

After Jiang Xiaohu left, Nangong Yuhui got up from the ground, his face was dark, looking at the direction Jiang Xiaohu left, gritted his teeth and said: "Huh, no matter who you are, how powerful you are, if my dad has anything to say , Even if the entire imperial capital is turned over, I want you to pay the price!"

In this place of the imperial capital, the Nangong family is still very powerful and influential.

The crowd onlookers naturally sweated Jiang Xiaohu. He was looking for death.

If the old man of the Nangong clan had a long time and two shortcomings, it was tantamount to killing his father, and the anger of the Nangong clan would burn. How could Nangong Yuhui let Jiang Xiaohu go?

Zeng Guangtai was even more overjoyed. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, I'm afraid he would laugh out loud.

Happy, it's just too happy.

If Nangong Yuhui was beaten, the old man of the Nangong family was at stake.

"Well!"

At this moment, an exhaled voice came.

Soon, Father Nangong Quan, lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, just like the dying person was reluctant to die, suddenly opened his eyes, scared everyone subconsciously stepped back, but soon they saw this The old man actually got up from the ground by himself, and glanced at the crowd with a little embarrassment.

The original pale complexion has also returned to bloody color, and the spirit has recovered even more, and his eyes are glowing with elite light, which is basically the appearance of a healthy old man.

Nangong Yuhui's wife was the first to react and rushed forward.

"Dad, dad, how do you feel? Are you better?" Nangong Yuhui's wife looked at the old man in disbelief and asked with concern.

"I'm much better, help me to stand up." Old man Nangong said quickly.

"it is good."

Nangong Yuhui said this. He hurriedly crawled over and helped the old man from the ground.

"Hui'er, who saved me just now?" Father Nangongquan asked hurriedly.

This is what he is most concerned about. Even if he was in a coma just now, his consciousness was completely awake, and he even remembered the taste of the pill that he took.