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On the day of the accident, Xie Huai dispatched a helicopter and drove it back to Sanxian Mountain himself. He also told other people in the special department not to meet anyone from the A City Explosives Control Bureau.

The helicopter landed directly on the open space at the top of the mountain. The huge roar also attracted the attention of other people in the mountain gate. The other brothers were still happy that the master had finally returned, and they were smiling outside to welcome him.

It was not until Zhang Tianming, with a numb face, came down carrying Zhang Yiyan, who was covered in blood, that the crowd stopped making noise. Everyone looked at each other, and finally looked at Zhang Tianyuan, who had a gloomy expression.

The latter kept holding Zhang Tianming to prevent him from falling. His hands were still transmitting mana, and the golden light seeped into Zhang Yiyan's body bit by bit, and then drained away at a very fast speed, but he seemed unaware and continued to transmit mana.

Zhang Tianyuan held the person in his arms tightly, and opened his pale lips slightly, "Go and ask for Master!"

"Yes!" Everyone responded immediately and got busy.

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In the simple and elegant room, Zhang Yiyan was placed on the plain bedding, and Zhang Tianming knelt beside him, holding his hand with red eyes. At this moment, he could no longer withstand any setbacks and might collapse at any time.

Zhang Tianyuan sat behind Zhang Tianming and let him lean against him. While transferring his magic power to Zhang Yiyan, he also paid attention to Zhang Tianming's situation. He was afraid that if he didn't pay attention, both of them would...

hey~~

The door opened, and Xie Huai led the old man with a Taoist style in. Although the old man had white hair and beard, his eyes were sharp and his spirit was vigorous. He looked like an immortal in his Taoist robes, and his every move exuded a sense of respect.

"Master, please save Yanyan!"

Seeing the situation clearly, Zhang Yuzong frowned and walked in quickly. He took Zhang Yiyan's other hand to feel his pulse, his pupils trembling slightly, "Yanyan, he's lost his virginity!"

Zhang Tianming's eyes were red, and he clenched his fists angrily, "Yes!"

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Yuzong watched as his eldest disciple's magic power was transferred into Zhang Yiyan's body as if it was free. However, Zhang Yiyan's body at this time was like a funnel. No matter how much power came in, it would leak out. He could not keep it at all.

He stood up and sat on the wooden chair in front of the bed. A stick of sandalwood was burning in the incense burner. The smoke swirled in the air and then dissipated. "Tianyuan, Tianming, let go, Yanyan's fate is like this!"

In an instant, Zhang Tianming's heart sank as if it was filled with cold lead. He knelt in front of Zhang Yuzong, his face pale and his voice hoarse, "Master, please save Yanyan, he is only 20 years old, Master! Master, I beg you to save my son, I only have this one son, please save him! Master!!!"

Xie Huai took a deep breath and knelt down next to Zhang Tianming. He grabbed Zhang Yuzong's hand on his knee, his Adam's apple rolling and his eyes filled with tears. "Grandmaster, please save me. You are a master of Taoism, so there must be a way, right? Grandmaster! Grandmaster!"

They seemed to be standing on the edge of a dark abyss, their eyes revealing deep despair. Seeing Zhang Yuzong shaking his head, Zhang Tianming's heart seemed to be gnawed by millions of ants, tears slid down his cheeks, he fell into endless sorrow, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

“Xiao Ming!!!” Zhang Tianyuan screamed and stood up. He grabbed Zhang Yiyan’s hand and was about to let go, but he realized something and held back. He turned and glared at Zhang Yuzong, “Master, I still call you Master, but if you keep talking nonsense and make Xiao Ming sad, I will smash all the treasures in your room!”

Zhang Yuzong's body trembled slightly, then he curled his lips and tilted his chin towards the door, motioning Zhang Tianyuan to follow him out.

The latter looked at him, then at Zhang Tianming, who had been picked up by Xie Huai and placed on the low couch on the other side, and then looked back at Zhang Yiyan, who was lying there and obviously breathing out more than breathing in. Then he looked at Zhang Yuzong, who was still frantically winking at him to get out. His eyes were like knives, wishing he could stab this master through.

If it weren't for his own magic power, Zhang Yiyan would have died long ago. Now he was asked to leave. He didn't know what his master was up to, but he would never listen.

Zhang Tianyuan moved as fast as lightning, dodging Zhang Yuzong's palm strike. He did not dare to let go of Zhang Yiyan's hand for a moment, "Master, what on earth are you going to do?"

"Disciple, life and death are determined by fate. Don't force it!" Zhang Tianyuan stood still as if struck by lightning. When he looked at Zhang Yuzong again, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

His eyes were bloodshot as he just stared at the palm that Zhang Yuzong was about to chop him in the face. Xie Huai reacted very quickly and was about to step forward to stop him, but was tripped by his third uncle Zhang Tianlin who suddenly appeared outside the door, and the two of them started fighting.

Zhang Yuzong's palm was merciless and came with a fierce palm wind!

Suddenly, Zhang Yuzong curled his lips into a wicked smile, changed direction, and walked straight towards the unconscious Zhang Tianming.

Zhang Tianyuan was shocked and picked up Zhang Yiyan from the bed and rushed over. He used his free hand to pick up Zhang Tianming and rolled on the ground, protecting both of them under his body. He clenched his teeth and prepared to withstand the blow.

The pain he imagined did not occur. Zhang Tianyuan hugged the two people tightly in his arms and turned to stare at Zhang Yuzong behind him. The latter shook his head with relief and helplessness, "Third brother, you are right. Xiao Yuan will really fight against me for Xiao Ming. Alas, Master lost!"

Zhang Tianyuan hugged the two people tightly in his arms and took a step back cautiously, "Lost? You bet on us?"

He turned to look at Zhang Tianlin, "Third brother, is what he said true?"

Zhang Tianlin touched his nose, a little embarrassed, "The last time you came back, Master said he wanted to know whether you loved Fourth Junior Brother (Zhang Tianming) or Yanyan more. Now that you are back, this is a rare opportunity."

If I had known, I would not have messed around with the master. Zhang Tianlin continued to explain, "Ahem, the master insisted that you, senior brother, loved him more, and I said that you must love fourth junior brother more, so..."

Trying hard to suppress the anger in his heart, Zhang Tianyuan looked down at Zhang Tianming who had fainted in his arms and Zhang Yiyan who was breathing weakly, and almost broke his teeth.

"Damn you old bastard!"

Zhang Yuzong shook his head and sighed sadly, and made a gesture. His voice rang in Zhang Tianyuan's mind, "Disciple, come out and I have something to say!"

"roll!"

Uh... Zhang Yuzong added awkwardly, "This is about the evil spirit in Yanyan's disciple's body! If I say this here, the evil spirit will hear it!"

Seeing that Zhang Tianyuan was unmoved, Zhang Yuzong also knew that he had just made a big fuss, and he winked at Zhang Tianlin frantically, saying, "Hurry up and say something good to the master!"

The latter sighed in his heart and knelt on one knee in front of Zhang Tianyuan, "Master Brother, leave Yanyan to me, I promise not to hurt him!"

Then he raised his chin to Xie Huai, "Xie, nephew, come over and help your uncle Ming!"

"...yes!"