War Spirit said: "They are ants, but their father is not."

"Young man, there's nothing wrong with your head! Isn't your ant father an ant?" the red-haired old man said with a smile.

"You!" "Pfft!" The fighting spirit suddenly became anxious and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"Brother! You are so seriously injured, so stop talking." Zhan Ling said: "And you old guy, can you stop saying a few words, you want to kill my brother!"

"Just spit it out!" The red-haired old man said with a smile: "Now it's time to heat up! Come and have a drink!"

"Old guy! What do you want to do?" Zhan Ling hurriedly stopped him: "My eldest brother is like this, and you still let him drink. Isn't it going to cost him his life?"

Wine is something that activates blood circulation and opens up the meridians. It may be beneficial for ordinary people to drink a little. But for people with serious injuries, it is a life-stimulating agent, because wine will cause the blood vessels to swell and cause the wounds to crack.

"Little girl! Don't worry, I won't harm your big brother." said the red-haired old man.

"Isn't it strange that you don't know how?" Zhan Ling said: "We don't know your origins. Who knows if you can do something secretly."

The red-haired old man said: "Little girl! Don't slander me! If I hadn't saved them just now, the three of them would have gone to reincarnation right now."

"I will believe you if you tell me! You treat me like a three-year-old child!" Zhan Ling said.

"Bring it! I'll drink it!" War Spirit said suddenly.

Zhan Ling was shocked and said: "Brother! You are sick! In this case, can you still drink?"

Zhanhun said: "I am not sick if I am like this."

"No! I won't let you drink. I don't want to hear your screams." War Spirit tried his best to stop him.

"Isn't it just a sip of wine? Your brother, I have a strong body. What can I do with a sip of wine? Just stay there!" Zhanhun said.

Zhan Ling said: "No! As long as I'm here, don't even think about it."

"My wings have become stiff, and I don't even listen to my elder brother's words." War Spirit said.

"Brother! I'm doing this for your own good! If you're injured so badly, you should take good care of yourself. Why should you drink? You feel distressed, but I feel distressed too?" Zhan Ling said.

"Little girl! I've wronged you!" The red-haired old man suddenly hit Zhan Ling on the shoulder with his finger.

"Old guy! What are you doing to me? Why can't I move?" Zhan Ling looked shocked and angry. She felt like her soul was frozen and she couldn't control his body.

"Open your mouth!"

The fighting spirit opened his mouth, and the red-haired old man poured the wine into it.

"Gu!" War Spirit swallowed the wine.

But after drinking wine, his fighting spirit felt like it was on fire. All the muscles and bones in his body seemed to be on fire, and the pain was unbearable.

"Young man, I know you are in pain. If you are in pain, just scream! It may feel better if you scream." The red-haired old man said.

The fighting spirit gritted his teeth and held on without making a sound.

War Spirit watched on the side, feeling worried and hurting! Because the wounds all over War Spirit's body were bleeding, and the blood had penetrated the wooden board. "Tick, tick, tick!" The blood fell on the ground drop by drop.

"Young man, it's not bad! It will be more painful next time. I don't know if you can bear it." The red-haired old man said.

"Old guy! If you continue to torture my brother, I will kill you later." War Spirit roared.

The red-haired old man ignored him and stretched out his right hand. A ball of red light surrounded his palm and slowly flickered over the body of the fighting spirit from head to toe.

The fighting spirit was suffering from heart-pounding pain at this moment. Wherever the red-haired old man's palm brushed, it felt like his bones were burning, and the blood and energy in his veins were rushing here and there, challenging the limit of the pain he could bear.

The fighting spirit's pain system was numb, because the severe pain caused his pain system to stop working.

"What are you doing? It's done. Does it still hurt?" said the red-haired old man.

The fighting spirit opened its ferocious face and said, "It's done? What's done?"

"I have already cured you." The red-haired old man said.

"Are you kidding? You think you are a god! Then just brush your hand over and my injury will be healed. Are you lying to a ghost?" The fighting spirit sat up excitedly.

"Liar!" said the red-haired old man, "haven't you already started doing it? Let's see how it feels."

"Brother! Your injury, your injury..." War Spirit stuttered.

"What's wrong with my injury?" War Spirit was suddenly stunned. He quickly looked at his whole body, moved his hands, and jumped down again.

"Eh! It's really better. It's amazing." War Soul said in surprise: "Well! Now I feel full of vitality and strength, which is much better than when I was at my peak. It's amazing!"

"Are you talking about yourself? Or are you talking about me?" the red-haired old man said.

War Spirit smiled and said: "Of course I am talking about you, senior! You are so powerful. I finally know why Feng Yun recruited you into the mansion."

"I don't know who said I had ulterior motives just now!" the red-haired old man said.

The war spirit said awkwardly: "Senior! You have a lot, so don't worry about me. It's better to treat my two brothers as soon as possible!"

"Believe me now!" said the red-haired old man.

"Believe it!" said the fighting spirit.

The red-haired old man said: "Little girl! What about you?"

Zhan Ling smiled and said: "Senior! I misunderstood you just now, and I apologize to you. Please save Feng Yun and Brother Baihu, and also please untie them for me. I will definitely not cause any trouble for you."

The red-haired old man nodded and said: "Yeah! That's pretty much it. Now she looks like a girl."

After the red-haired old man untied the war spirit, he carefully looked at the war spirit and the white tiger.

"Drag the white tiger out and bury it!" the red-haired old man said suddenly.

"What?" The mouths of both War Spirit and War Spirit turned into an 'o' shape at the same time.

The red-haired old man said: "Didn't you hear clearly? I said drag the white tiger out and bury it."

"Senior! You mean to bury the white tiger, right?" War Spirit said.

The red-haired old man nodded and said, "Yes! I've said it twice, don't you still understand?"

"You mean, White Tiger, he, he is dead?" Zhan Ling asked doubtfully.

The red-haired old man said: "I know. When you said you believed me just now, you were lying. You two don't trust me at all!"

"No! Senior, it's just that your request is really puzzling! Doesn't Brother White Tiger still have breath? You should be able to save him, so why did you bury Brother White Tiger?" War Spirit said.

The red-haired old man said: "You still have doubts about me. If you really believe in me, you will only have hesitations, not worries."

"Senior! We don't mean that? You asked us to bury the white tiger, you have to give us a reason!" Zhan Ling said.
Chapter completed!