431: C431 Impetuous

C431 Impetuous

The Dragon King's massive body stood upright in front of the rattan chair, a four-point cane in each hand.

The two four-point staffs seemed to be under considerable pressure, as if they had reached some sort of critical point, and were creaking and trembling under his hands.

The Dragon King had completely relied on the power of his two hands to lift himself up into the air.

His legs swayed leisurely in the air. His feet did not touch the ground, and he could not exert any strength at all.

Several doctors and nurses followed behind him anxiously. They seemed to want to stop him but were afraid of being scolded.

Two older paramedics were gathered around Yaolyi, trying to persuade her in a low voice.

He was still wearing a black leather suit and black leather pants. Yaolyi was leaning on the edge of the bed, her face still cold.

As if she hadn't heard the nurse's persuasion, she was using her sharp dagger to slice a green apple carefully, and slowly pulled down its long and thin skin.

She looked at Hsiao Hee, who had appeared at the door, and bit off a piece of the fruit with a "kacha" sound.

Hsiao Hee pushed open the door and walked in. Everyone looked away.

The Dragon King leaned on his four-point cane, creaking and creaking as he moved in front of Hsiao Hee, laughing and asking, "How is it? Was it a surprise? "

"It's very surprising, but not too surprising." Hsiao Hee smiled and said, "With your strength, once your meridians open and you recover, it is only a matter of time."

After all, to ancient martial artists, meridians and spiritual energy were everything.

Because of the heavy injuries sustained by the Dragon King, his meridians had become deathly silent, and his spiritual energy had become sluggish along with it. As he grew older, his cultivation realm had regressed greatly.

If an injury like this happened to an ordinary person, they would have long since failed to save him, leaving them with no hope of survival.

However, the Dragon King, with his powerful physique and dense spiritual energy foundation, had withstood until now.

Perhaps, this was the so-called 'good people shouldn't die'. The heavens had given him this' rebirth 'opportunity, allowing him to meet Hsiao Hee and regain hope.

"My foster father's meridians are in a state of recovery and are currently in a fragile state, so it is best not to act too rashly and not to act too hastily." Hsiao Hee advised.

"I'm in a hurry." The Dragon King said very frankly, "He has been lying in bed for many years, and his good time has been wasted. If he could move freely, he wouldn't be able to rest. "Look at these people, I was just moving a bit, just to scare them."

"They care about your health." Hsiao Hee advised with a smile, "Your leg has not recovered yet, you must control the amount of exercise. "Otherwise, once the muscles are exhausted, the nutrients in the body will flow into the arms and the recovery speed of the lower limbs will obviously slow down."

"I know." The Dragon King nodded in agreement.

The Qi of Heaven and Earth was spiritual, so naturally, the spiritual energy within his body flowed through every meridian in his body.

After only a few movements, he felt the energy in his body surge upwards and his spiritual energy gradually seeped into his hands.

At this thought, the Dragon King became even more annoyed and sighed, "My legs, when will they recover?"

Hsiao Hee could understand the Dragon King's feelings.

If a person's body was completely crippled, cutting off all of his thoughts, he would also break down, quietly lying on the sickbed, not thinking about how to recover.

But then, suddenly, someone told him your leg was safe, and his heart came alive.

In this way, he would feel that every second in his bed was torture, and look forward to getting up.

Hsiao Hee smiled and comforted her, "Very soon, you never thought that you would be able to do it well. How long has it been? then you can move around freely. "

"True." The Dragon King nodded.

Then, moving his cane at four o'clock, he made his way to the chaise longue by the door.2

"As long as you are here, there will be hope. You brat, at least have some conscience, after coming back, you still know to come and see me. I thought that after you went to Jiangbei and acknowledged your ancestors, you wouldn't recognize me as your foster father. "

Acknowledge one's ancestors?

That's true.

Hsiao Hee wasn't the only one who was willing to admit defeat and return to the sect. There was no other possibility that he could escape from that kind of dragon pond and tiger cave safely.

However, Hsiao Hee didn't explain any further about this matter.

He said awkwardly, "Foster father, I've also just returned, there are too many things I need to take care of. "Well, when I'm free today, I wanted to come and see you."

The Dragon King shifted his body onto the recliner, tossing his four points of cane to the paramedics who were guarding him. Looking at Hsiao Hee, he laughed and said, "It's good that you've acknowledged your ancestors. This is your big brother's lifelong dream, but who would have thought that before this life was over, your wish would have been fulfilled."

So, Big Brother had this kind of thought in the past?

"It's still early. There's a lot of stuff that we haven't figured out yet." Hsiao Hee said with a smile.

He walked up to the Dragon King and felt its pulse, using his spiritual energy to check the Dragon King's condition.

The Dragon King was lying on the bamboo chair, feeling the dense spirit energy seeping through.

He knew that Hsiao Hee's strength had improved once again.

This time, even he couldn't imagine what realm Hsiao Hee was in.

The Dragon King closed his eyes comfortably and asked in a casual tone, "How did you end up fighting with that brat?"

Hsiao Hee knew that the Dragon King was asking about the conflict between him and the crown prince.

Even if he didn't say it out himself, with Dragon King's information and eyes, it would be very easy for him to find out what was going on inside the Jingting Mountain.

He remembered that someone once lamented: In China, there is nothing that can be hidden from the dragon.

Yaolyi stood at the side, not saying a word from beginning to end. She looked at Hsiao Hee with an expressionless face.

However, from the look in her eyes, it was easy to tell that she was very curious about this matter.

Hsiao Hee didn't want to hide it, so there was no need to.

He smiled and said, "I didn't understand why. Then I was told he was jealous. "

"Oh? Jealousy? " The Dragon King's voice was calm, and there was no expression on his face. He didn't even open his eyes. "What is he jealous of?"

"Jealous that I have the Dragon King as my foster father, but he doesn't."

Hsiao Hee was too embarrassed to say that it was because he got the respect of the dragon, so he changed the way he said it and cleverly flattered the Dragon King.

Dragon King was startled, then laughed out loud, "Haha! That's right! He's jealous! "

"Tch, ass-kissy!" Yaolyi curled her lips and said in disdain.

Hsiao Hee looked at her with a smile and said, "I'm not good at flattering."

The Dragon King said, "What Hsiao Hee said is the truth. At least, in the past, I would choose Hsiao Ze, but now, I will choose Hsiao Hee. "

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