The Prodigal Son of Condor Heroes: Li Mochou Wants to Pay for Himself

Li Mochou hesitated for a long time, but finally compromised.

She took out the antidote from her bosom and threw it to Taoist Baisun, saying coldly, "Get lost!"

Taoist Baisun was overjoyed. He quickly let go of Chahan, took the antidote and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Li Mochou called out to Taoist Baisun, then pointed at the pale-faced Chahan and said, "Are you going to leave like this? What about the cold poison in his body?"

Taoist Baisun first took the antidote, and then said sinisterly: "There is no medicine to cure my Mysterious Dark Palm. Only those with pure yang internal energy are willing to expend their energy to remove the cold poison for you, so that you can slowly recover."

At this moment, he felt the poison in his body was slowly dissipating, and he walked out of the village with a swagger.

When everyone heard this, they all scolded: "You are so despicable!"

Taoist Baisun turned around, laughed and said, "Since I am called Taoist Baisun, of course I will do things that harm others and benefit myself. You guys take care of yourself."

After saying that, he leaped three times and twice, and was already far away.

Seeing that his power had recovered, everyone was afraid of his Mysterious Nether Divine Palm and did not dare to stop him.

At this time, Chahan suddenly said: "Princess, now that the matter here is over, please give the antidote to these injured people. I will take them away from here later."

Li Mochou glanced at him and neatly threw two small bags of pills to him and Ouyang Ping respectively.

The two men took the pills and hurriedly gave them to those who were poisoned.

After everyone had taken the antidote, Chahan came to Li Mochou and returned the remaining antidote to her. Then he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Princess, for the medicine. Chahan will take his leave now."

Li Mochou looked at him with a complicated expression, "What should I do with your cold poison?"

In the past, he always believed that Chahan was a sinner of Western Xia and wanted to cut him into pieces.

After the conversation just now, she suddenly felt that maybe Chahan was not wrong, and she was the one who was wrong.

What's more, now that Western Xia has been destroyed by the Mongols, what's the point in arguing about who is right and who is wrong?

Chahan smiled casually, "Life and death are determined by fate and cannot be forced. If I die from the cold poison, it will be a punishment from heaven. I hope the princess will not take it to heart."

Li Mochou opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to start.

At this time, Ye Fan suddenly interrupted and said, "Maybe I can help."

Chahan was stunned for a moment, then he bowed and asked, "Why do you say that, young man?"

Ye Fan smiled and said, "I was the one who cured my senior sister's internal injuries, so I think this cold poison should be no problem for her."

Chahan was about to ask more, but Li Mochou interrupted him, "Let him try. The senior sister he is talking about is me."

Hearing this, Chahan bowed to Ye Fan and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, young man."

Ye Fan didn't say much. He walked behind Chahan, put his palms on his back, and transferred a stream of innate pure yang internal energy into him.

Chahan only felt a stream of heat coming in from his vest and traveling among his eight extraordinary meridians. Wherever it went, the coldness disappeared and he felt indescribably comfortable.

Not long after, Ye Fan put his hands away and stood up, with sweat slightly on his forehead.

Chahan moved his hands and feet and felt that the coldness in his body had disappeared without a trace. He was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked Ye Fan.

"You're welcome, it's just a small matter." Ye Fan smiled and waved his hand.

"Young Master is truly amazing. He can expel the cold poison so easily." Ouyang Ping exclaimed in admiration.

"Yes, thanks to this young man, otherwise I would be in great danger this time." Chahan also echoed.

Li Mochou looked at Ye Fan, with a strange light flashing in her eyes.

She was well aware of the horror of the Mysterious Nether Divine Palm.

Her internal strength was strong enough to barely resist the attack of the cold poison.

I didn’t expect Ye Fan’s internal strength to be so strange that it could easily dissolve the cold poison.

Seeing that Ye Fan had sweat on his forehead, Lu Wushuang rolled up his sleeves and wiped it for him, regardless of the many people around watching.

Seeing this rare situation, he wanted to talk to Ye Fan for a few more words, but he had to give up. He immediately bowed and said, "I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first. If you have time in the future, you can come to my house as a guest."

After saying this, he took the weak Mongolian soldiers away from Chixia Manor.

Ye Fan and others watched them walk away before they planned to enter Chixia Manor.

At this time, Ouyang Ping suddenly said, "Young Master, since the old master passed away, I have been taking care of the villa. Now that you are back, the villa will naturally be returned to you. I hope you can inherit the old master's will and carry forward the White Camel Villa."

Ye Fan was stunned. In fact, he was not very interested in becoming the young master.

He was still thinking about the little dragon girl in the ancient tomb, and just wanted to return to her as soon as possible, so he refused and said, "Sorry, I don't want to be your young master."

Ouyang Ping's face instantly turned anxious when he heard this, and he quickly said, "Young Master, we really need you! White Camel Villa is facing a life-or-death crisis right now. If you don't go back and take charge of the situation, I'm afraid many people will lose their lives!"

"What exactly happened?" Ye Fan asked curiously.

Ouyang Ping sighed heavily, then slowly said: "Ever since the old master disappeared, all the forces in the martial arts world have begun to covet the wealth of our White Camel Villa.

Some time ago, the Ming Cult joined forces with several other sects to attack our White Camel Villa and stole a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry.

We defended the dangerous pass and fought desperately. When the enemy saw that they were in a hopeless situation, they looted the periphery before leaving. "

Ye Fan was stunned when he heard about the Ming Cult, and asked with some suspicion: "Will the people of the Ming Cult also take advantage of the fire to rob?"

His understanding of the Ming Cult only stayed in the world of Jin Yong's The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, and he took it for granted that all the members of the Ming Cult were upright people.

Ouyang Ping gnashed his teeth and said, "They are the most shameless. Not only did they rob the treasure, they also took away many of our concubines.

In addition, they threatened to come back soon.”

Having said this, he looked at Ye Fan earnestly, "Everyone is looking forward to the young master's early return to lead us to defeat the powerful enemy."

Ye Fan was silent for a moment before he said, "I'm really sorry, I have something important to do, so I'm sorry I can't comply with your order."

Although he was somewhat curious, he was more worried about Xiao Longnu's situation. It was impossible for her to go with them to Baituo Villa and become the young master.

Ouyang Ping was very anxious when he saw that Ye Fan still refused to agree to go back to Baituo Villa with them.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of Lu Wushuang limping behind Ye Fan, and hurriedly chased after her, shouting, "Girl, walk slowly!"

Lu Wushuang stopped and asked cautiously: "What are you doing?"

Ouyang Ping smiled flatteringly and said, "Let's talk for a moment."

Lu Wushuang said impatiently: "If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have to fart, fart quickly."

Ouyang Ping didn't care about her attitude at all, but lowered his voice and said: "I saw that the girl had an injury on her leg and was unable to move, so I wanted to do a deal with her."

Lu Wushuang said coldly: "What deal?"

Ouyang Ping whispered, "I wonder if the young lady has ever heard of the Black Jade Ointment?"

Lu Wushuang was startled and asked anxiously, "Do you have the Black Jade Ointment?"

Ouyang Ping smiled and said, "It seems that the girl knows about the Black Jade Fracture Cream, so the deal is done."

Lu Wushuang glared at him and said, "I didn't agree to anything."

Ouyang Ping took the opportunity to say, "As long as the young lady persuades the young master to go back to White Camel Villa with us, I will give the young lady a dose of Black Jade Ointment."

Lu Wushuang shook his head. "I can't make the decision on this matter. But I will try to ask him for help. I can't guarantee whether it will succeed or not."

Ouyang Ping sighed helplessly, "Then I'll leave it to you, young lady."

Lu Wushuang nodded, turned around and chased after Ye Fan.