On the day of going down the mountain, he was forced to marry by two school beauties

"How can this be?"

Everyone present looked at Chen Fan in disbelief.

This fake Song Hongyan was so powerful that she couldn't even withstand a single move from Chen Fan.

"Whoosh!"

Song Hongyan suddenly jumped up, jumped over the roof and disappeared.

She actually ran away.

Chen Fan did not pursue her. If he wanted to kill Song Hongyan, he would have done so long ago. He deliberately spared her life. The sword that this woman had just swung carried the power of the holy tablet. He would definitely ask An Zhiyu to investigate this woman's background.

Just then, a large group of people rushed in from outside.

"Mr. Song, are you okay?"

The people who came were from the four major families, and no one from the Shen family was there.

Everyone in the Song family sneered, saying that these people came at the perfect time.

Song Wuji chuckled: "What can happen to me? I'm just a killer."

He coughed deliberately, and the people from the four major families saw that there was blood between his fingers.

"That's good. We rushed here as soon as we received the news, but we didn't expect to be a step too late."

"Fortunately, you are okay, Mr. Song."

"Since Mr. Song is fine, we won't bother him anymore."

Soon, the people from the four major families withdrew, and they all had smiles on their faces when they left.

"Dad, are you okay?"

Song Ziling and others went to Song Wuji together.

"It's okay, I showed it to them on purpose."

Song Wuji smiled and said, "Keep adding fuel to the fire. Tell everyone that starting tomorrow I will no longer see any guests. Also, find a way to get the Song family out of Zhonghai. Do it covertly, but make sure no one can find you."

Everyone in the Song family was a little confused.

Song Wuji didn't explain. He looked at Chen Fan and bowed, "Thank you, Mr. Chen."

Chen Fan walked over and said, "It's just a small favor. Let's start treating the patient now."

The people of the Song family were confused. Didn’t Chen Fan just say that Song Wuji was beyond saving?

Song Wuji said, "Mr. Chen just said that I was going to die soon. In fact, he wanted to tell me that there was an expert infiltrating the Song family and I was in danger of being killed."

Everyone in the Song family looked at Chen Fan in disbelief. It turned out that all this was a temporary trap set up by Chen Fan and his father in order to lure out the killer hiding in the dark.

"Mr. Chen, may I ask, how did you discover that the murderer was hiding in the dark?" Song Churan couldn't help but ask, she was really curious.

"It's very simple."

Chen Fan said, "Do you remember that Wang Fuyao was also poisoned before?"

Song Churan was puzzled, "What does Fuyao's poisoning have to do with this?"

"Song Churan was alive in the same car, but Wang Fuyao died of poisoning. Given the relationship between the Song and Wang families, what will the Song family do?"

"There's no doubt that the Song family will investigate further. They'll discover that the poison in Wang Fuyao is the same as the poison in Song Wuji."

"By this time, there will definitely be new clues. By then, you will definitely be able to find the murderer."

Chen Fan stopped there.

Others didn't understand what Chen Fan said, but Song Wuji did.

"Mr. Chen is right."

"If I'm not mistaken, the time we find the murderer will definitely coincide with the time when Doctor Ye comes to the Song family to treat me."

"The person behind all this is very confident in his poison and has predicted that even Divine Doctor Ye will be helpless and unable to cure my illness."

"So, what will we do then?"

"We will definitely place our hopes on the person who poisoned us and interrogate him, but we will definitely not let him die easily."

"In addition, this process will create a rift between the Wang family and the Song family. After all, it was because of the Song family that Fuyao was poisoned. This is truly a scheme that kills two birds with one stone."

Song Wuji looked at Chen Fan: "Mr. Chen, is my analysis correct?"

Chen Fan looked at Song Wuji and nodded.

"Next, he will find an opportunity to test you and see if you have truly lost your martial arts skills."

"To put it bluntly, the person who wants to deal with you is still afraid of your counterattack before death. He wants to kill you, but he doesn't want to be killed by you."

"Unfortunately, I accidentally ruined their plan... They were afraid that I would really cure you, so they took a risk and pretended to be Song Hongyan."

Chen Fan smiled and said, "You all know what happened next."

After hearing what Chen Fan and Song Wuji said, everyone in the Song family was filled with disbelief. Who exactly was Chen Fan? His medical and martial arts skills were impressive, but his mind was also so meticulous, bordering on demonic.

Song Wuji looked at the Song family and said, "Listen up, everyone in the Song family. If it weren't for Mr. Chen today, the Song family would probably no longer exist. From today on, as long as Mr. Chen gives the order, the Song family will fight to the death without hesitation."

"Yes!"

Everyone in the Song family responded in unison.

Chen Fan smiled and shook his head: "As for the power of your Song family, I don't take it seriously. I treated you because I was in a good mood."

Song Wuji smiled bitterly, but had no way to refute. With Chen Fan's medical skills and martial arts, he really didn't need anything from the Song family.

"Prepare ice water."

Chen Fan looked at Song Churan: "The more the better."

"Okay, Mr. Chen."

Song Churan nodded and went to prepare immediately.

The image of Chen Fan defeating Song Hongyan has been deeply imprinted in her heart. At this moment, she is willing to do whatever Chen Fan asks her to do.

"Paper and pen."

Chen Fan raised his hand.

Someone immediately handed Chen Fan a pen and paper.

Chen Fan wrote down the prescription and handed it to Song Ziling: "Get these medicines immediately and boil them."

"Yes, Mr. Chen."

Song Ziling went to prepare immediately.

after an hour.

Everything is ready.

Chen Fan poured the medicine into Song Wuji's mouth, and then asked someone to carry Song Wuji into the ice water.

Song Churan and others watched nervously, they were afraid that something might happen to Song Wuji.

Chen Fan raised his hand and inserted the silver needle into the acupuncture point on Song Wuji's body.

Soon, the ice water turned black.

"Change the water."

Chen Fan ordered.

After changing the water seven or eight times, Chen Fan began to give acupuncture.

"From now on, it's none of your business."

Chen Fan looked at Song Churan and the others and ordered them to leave.

Song Churan and others dispersed immediately.

Chen Fan then looked at Song Wuji in the icy water and said, "Saving you isn't difficult, but your martial arts skills will be wasted."

Song Wuji was open-minded and said with a smile: "It's okay. I've been powerful for more than 60 years. It's enough. And even if I hadn't been injured, it would be almost impossible for me to break through the Heavenly Realm."

The realm of martial arts is divided into four realms: heaven, earth, and yellow.

Most people, no matter how talented they are, will eventually stop at the Earth Realm.

This was the case with Song Wuji. He had already reached the great perfection of the Earth Realm twenty-eight years ago.

Chen Fan smiled: "I haven't finished speaking yet."

Song Wuji looked at Chen Fan in surprise.

"You were poisoned, and although it nearly tortured you to death, as the saying goes, good fortune often comes with misfortune. This turned out to be a blessing in disguise for you. The poison forced its way into your major meridians and acupoints, breaking free from your shackles."

"Furthermore, over the past six months, you've gone from prosperity to decline, and your state of mind has actually undergone a qualitative change. This is a mentality that you couldn't have had at your peak."

"Now, you may be just one step away from reaching the Heavenly Realm."

Before Chen Fan could finish his words, a needle pierced his head.

"Don't think about anything. Forget about everything."

Chen Fan continued to insert needles.

The ice water quickly turned into steam.

The moment Chen Fan placed the last needle, the heat swept out and razed the surrounding houses to the ground.

Before the smoke and dust cleared, Chen Fan had already disappeared.

After Chen Fan left, a man who looked to be only in his early fifties stood in the dry pool, his whole body like a sharp sword.

"Twenty-eight years..."

Song Wuji looked at the direction where Chen Fan left, and felt that Chen Fan was as unattainable as a mountain. His awe grew stronger, and he bowed respectfully...