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"It's junior brother Ruan, I came here with my future husband." Tang Qian said as he held Hua Ruge's arm.

"So that's the case. May I know who this person is?" The disciple had obviously not seen Hua Ruge before.

Without waiting for Tang Qian to speak, Hua Ruge took the initiative to walk up to him and said: "I am Protector of the right Profound Yin Sect, greetings."

"So it's the right Lord Protector. Please excuse me." That person must have been Hua Ruge's name, and he was truly shocked.

Now, who didn't know of the great name of this Right Protector. To be able to help the three great sects reach a consensus and free themselves from their Ancient Dragon City, naturally their abilities couldn't be lacking.

"Brother, you're too polite. We'll be family in the future." Hua Ruge was always easygoing.

Tang Qian said, "Junior Brother, I heard that Uncle Leng is injured. Can we go in and take a look?"

"Let's talk first." When this disciple said this, the guards let him go.

The two of them walked through the corridor and arrived at a teahouse. The disciple said, "The two of you can wait inside for a while. The doctors and pill masters are inside to diagnose the illness. I will inform the sect master when he is better."

"Then I'll be troubling junior brother Ruan." Tang Qian said.

"What are you talking about, senior sister? I'll have the servants take a look at the tea now." As the disciple said this, he left.

Tang Qian looked at Hua Ruge, and said with a little worry. "Uncle Leng seems to be severely injured."

"Don't worry, those physicians and apothecaries are highly skilled. I believe they will soon recover." Hua Ruge consoled her on the side.

Tang Qian nodded.

Hua Ruge thought to himself that this girl was really simple-minded. If it was her, she would definitely blame Sect Master Leng for not saving her father, and instead, return an unrelated person.

After a while, the servants served the tea. Just as Hua Ruge picked up the cup, an annoying voice came from beside his ear, "Li Dahai, why are you still lingering around like a ghost?"

The one who spoke was Song Ziyang who had just walked in.

"I think the one who won't leave is you, right? Why are you everywhere?" Hua Ruge took a sip of tea and asked indifferently.

Song Ziyang walked forward, and was surprised and pleasantly surprised to see Tang Qian, "Qian'er, Sect Master actually brought you here as well."

Tang Qian looked at him and said, "Sect Master did not bring me in."

"You couldn't have come in yourself, right? The security here is tight, and not just anyone can enter." Song Ziyang did not reply.

"There's no need to worry about that." Tang Qian was too lazy to bother with him.

The more he looked at her, the more he found her annoying.

Song Ziyang was furious in his heart, he turned to Hua Ruge and said: "You little medicine boy, how can you sit here, why aren't you getting up?"

"So what if I don't?" Hua Ruge looked at him with a hint of provocation.

If she had wanted to teach him a lesson when she became an apprentice alchemist, she would have to pretend that she didn't know even if she killed him now.

"You brat, you thought you had a talisman just because you relied on Qian'Er. Let me tell you, I only need to say one word and someone will throw you out." Song Ziyang said in disdain.

"Is that so?" Hua Ruge got up from the chair, one hand still holding onto the back of the chair.

Song Ziyang arrogantly said: "You better get the hell out of here right now, or else, when I call for someone, you won't be able to keep your little life."

"I've always had a bad temper. Didn't anyone tell you before?" As Hua Ruge spoke, he used his thumb to rub the corner of his lips and said, "Then I'll tell you today."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Ziyan felt a black shadow flash past him, and then he was hit in the chest and fell to the ground.

Hua Ruge was still holding onto the chair, but when she saw him being knocked down, she threw it again.

Ah!" Song Ziyang let out a miserable howl like a pig being butchered.

"Crunch."

The chair shattered.

Tang Qian was scared silly by the scene. She saw that Li Dahai was gentle and gentle towards people, but she never thought that he would be so ruthless when he attacked. Even Song Ziyang would probably break a few ribs these two times.

"Li Dahai, you dare hit me?" Song Ziyang spat out a mouthful of blood and asked in disbelief.

"I'll help you teach your elders to talk about people when they go out." Hua Ruge placed the crippled chair back and continued, "If you dare to continue being rude, I'll beat you until your mother doesn't recognize you."

Had it not been for this occasion, she would have guaranteed that the man's head would have burst open with her stick.

Song Ziyang was in a passive position and did not dare to speak carelessly.

Hua Ruge's eyes moved, he squatted down and asked: "You came from the Inner Palace?"

"How is it?" Song Ziyang said stiffly.

"You can't even dodge my sneak attack, what can you do inside?" Hua Ruge asked with disdain.

"Do you think I'm just like you? I'm an alchemist!" Song Ziyang argued.

Hua Ruge nodded his head: "Alright, you pill refiners are very noble, but what can a fifth grade pill refiner like you do in there?"

"If you want to ask, then I won't tell you." Song Ziyang said horizontally.

"If you don't say that, I don't want to know. I have to know now." As Hua Ruge said this, his eyes became ruthless. He flipped his hand and took out a dagger.

Song Ziyang shrank back and asked, "What are you trying to do?"

This time, he was truly afraid. He felt that the person in front of him had a powerful aura. If it wasn't for the fact that it was his will, he wouldn't have been able to survive.

"Tell me, did you enter by relying on a woman as well? Who is it?" Hua Ruge deliberately asked in a disorderly manner.

"Do you think I'm like you, that I'm concocting pills for formation masters to consume? Do you understand?" On the surface, Song Ziyang looked disdainful, but he was actually afraid of it.

Hua Ruge said without thinking much of it, "You talk too much, but there are still women who don't like you."

"You ?" These words stepped on Song Ziyang's sore spot.

Tang Qian stood at the back, and looked at Hua Ruge with a bit of astonishment. She had truly been shocked, but seeing this scene, for some reason, made her feel like her feelings towards him deepened.

After all, every woman loved heroes, not a man who stood behind her and needed her protection.

Hua Ruge withdrew his dagger, stood up and said: "In the future, don't act arrogantly in front of me."

She was now certain that they were forcefully opening the Feng Shui lines, but she didn't know how it was going.

Song Ziyang no longer spoke and took out the Healing Pill s from the spatial space to submit.

This time, the disciple from before came back, and upon seeing Song Ziyang lying on the ground, he said with a face full of shock: "Pill Master Song? Why are you here too? "

"I came to visit the grand master." Song Ziyang stood up and said.

With just one Healing Pill, his injuries were basically healed.1

"So that's how it is. In that case, everyone, follow me. The grand master is awake." The disciple said.

"Wait." Song Ziyang called out, and pointed at Hua Ruge: "There's no need to go in, right?"

"Apothecary Song might not know, but the sect head ordered us to invite Lord Protector in." The disciple replied.

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