Others may do it, but I, Yao Yuan, is an immortal doctor, so I can't do it.

When Li Taibai used a sword to put it on his neck and asked himself to save his friend, he didn't even blink.

"Wang Zhang left early. The old man could protect the life of the Northern League or Wang Dao for Wang Zhang's sake, but people should not be too greedy, they can only choose the same."

"Obviously, Wang Zhang chose the Beimeng, not his own son."

"Impossible, impossible."

The old man's words were obviously beyond Lu Ning's expectations. In Lu Ning's perception, the old man who was always friendly has always cared for his husband since he married into their family on the first day.

But when this last words were told about the funeral, how could Yao Yuan let the Beimeng protect the Beimeng instead of his husband?

"You are lying to others, you must be lying to me."

The old man sighed slightly, "I need to lie to you? Think about it carefully."

After saying that, the old man glanced at the forest, identified the location, and left directly.

It was originally located, Lu Ning, who was covered in rain, knelt on the ground, his eyes were empty and unconscious, looking ahead in a daze, and silently chanting, "This is not true, not true."

Liu Yong sighed softly from the side. As one of the few old servants left by the old leader, he knew a lot.
Chapter completed!