Calm and calm may be just a chore.

Wang Meng comforted himself, not wanting to let down the slightest expectation in his heart.

Little did she know that Princess Linglong actually bowed respectfully when she saw it was Lin Fan: "The little girl has met the young master, and this is the veteran general Wang Meng of our Holy Heaven Dynasty."

Really!

Wang Meng stared at him in shock and almost died of poison.

"General, this is Mr. Lin." Old Man Wang confirmed it again.

Wang Meng's expression was numb, his mind was blank, and he felt that his entire consciousness was about to collapse.

Expert?

Wang Meng was strict in governing the army and saw countless people, but he still had eyesight.

But in front of Lin Fan, he seemed to be no more master from beginning to end.

Of course, if Lin Fan could slightly adjust his image, Wang Meng could barely understand that Lin Fan was a low-key person and deliberately concealed his cultivation.

"Young Master, you're leaving too fast and you haven't even changed your clothes." Saint Luo Yao came in a hurry.

Saint!?

Wang Meng looked shocked. He only knew that Princess Linglong served this master, but he didn't expect that even Saint Luo Yao would become Lin Fan's maid.

Could it be that Lin Fan was really surprised that he had a shallow look and could not see through it?

Although various reasons have been confirmed to him that Lin Fan in front of him is a hidden master with a profound cultivation, he is really different from the image of the master that Wang Meng imagined in his mind.

Just low-key, is it so excessive to be low-key?

Even though it is difficult to understand, Wang Meng still retains seven points of doubt in his heart.

Lin Fan was frightened and saw Old Man Wang and a strange old man of similar age waiting.

Although Wang Meng is old, he is still as majestic as he is full of murderous aura.

It's indeed a soldier!

Lin Fan was shocked. If it were in his previous life, this dynasty veteran general could be considered a marshal-level existence, right?

Although I don’t know why Mr. Wang walked with me, Lin Fan was truly in awe of Wang Meng.

"Little student Lin Fan, I have many rude things to pay homage to the general. I hope the general will be more tolerant." Lin Fan bowed respectfully, and was in a state of terror, and secretly blamed him: "Linglong, even if you are a princess of the dynasty, you can't treat this old general so badly, right? Isn't this going to cheat me to death?"

As a veteran for many years, Wang Meng can understand the hearts of the people and feel that Lin Fan truly respects him, and it doesn't seem to be deliberately disguised.

Even if you are sincerely testing yourself, there is no need to make these unnecessary disguises, as if you are so disobedient.

Expert?

Is this really a master?

Sure enough, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

What's even more terrible is that Princess Linglong and others really respect Lin Fan. If there is nothing special, it would be unreasonable?

His mood fluctuated so much that Wang Meng could not suppress the poisonous miasma in his body, and he didn't even have time to respond to Lin Fan, so he couldn't hold back his mouthful of black blood and vomited it out.

"General Wang!" Princess Linglong was so scared.

I never expected that as Megatron Quartet General Yum would be so seriously injured?

Seeing this, Lin Fan was also very scared and hurried forward: "General, what's wrong with you?"

Although Wang Meng was already feeling cold, if Lin Fan, the hidden master, was fake, the only remaining hope would have been completely shattered, so he still had a trace of luck and fantasy in his heart.

"Thank you for your concern, I just suffered some minor injuries, it's not a problem." Wang Meng replied weakly.

Without knowing the truth, Wang Meng did not dare to offend Lin Fan for this, no matter how many doubts and disappointments Wang Meng had in his heart.

"The general is very injured, how can it not be intrusive? I think the general's Yin Tang is black, and I'm afraid it's invaded by evil poisons? If the general trusts him, I can try it and heal you the poison?" Lin Fan finished speaking.

"Ding! Trigger a new mission and detoxify Wang Meng!"

Here comes, here comes, indeed!

Lin Fan was very surprised and received generous rewards every time he triggered a new task.

When I woke up early this morning, the system arranged a beautiful errand for myself.

Wang Meng looked at Lin Fan at close range, and he also wanted to convince himself that the person in front of him was a hidden master, but his years of experience told him that he was clearly a waste.

Forget it, isn’t this expert a good medical skills?

Anyway, Wang Meng has been poisoned now, and he can't go back even if he wants to go back. Moreover, he has no face to go back to meet the soldiers, so he can only treat them as a living person.

I will know if it is a fake product.

Helplessly, Wang Meng gasped and said, "Thank you, sir, if you can relieve the poisonous miasma of my body, I will be grateful."

"I'm so serious, please come from the general." Lin Fan said: "Uncle Wang, help me with the help."

"Yes." Old Man Wang supported Wang Meng.

Seeing that Lin Fan was not blamed, Princess Linglong felt relieved: "Save death and help the wounded, go with your heart. The sir is really the heart of a sage, but General Wang is so injured. Am I really petty before?"

Uncontrollably, Wang Meng was carried on the wooden bed.

Lin Fan took the pulse carefully and looked solemn: "The general's pulse is weak, and his qi and blood are messy. It seems that the evil poison erodes very deeply. The medicinal wine is unlikely to work, so he can only apply acupuncture to cure the poison."

After making a judgment, Lin Fan said seriously: "General, I see that you have invaded a lot of evil poisons. I have practiced acupuncture techniques and can try to cure poison for you. But Xiao Sheng has limited medical skills, but I will definitely do my best."

Acupuncture?

Can this detoxify the miasma?

No matter what, I am a powerful person in the Mahayana realm. How can I damage my poisonous miasma? How can ordinary medical skills crack it?

Wang Meng's face was gray, but now that things have come to this, he can only accept his fate.

You're done!

Make good work!

Anyway, if the problem is not done today, Wang Meng also knows that his life has to be explained here, but he is unwilling to let down the soldiers who are waiting for him.

Wang Meng's face looked sad, like a pool of mud, and sighed in a lifeless manner: "Then I'll have a hard time."

Seeing Wang Meng's look discouraged, Old Man Wang said confidently: "Don't worry, General, sir, you are good at medical skills and will be able to eradicate it."

"I can't guarantee the eradication, so I can only try my best." As he said that, Lin Fan went to get an emergency box provided by the system and prepared some silver needles.

When it comes to acupuncture, Lin Fan has also reached the pinnacle.

"General, offended." Lin Fan took off Wang Meng's clothes.

The rough back is densely covered with shocking scars.

There are old injuries and new injuries.

"I am worthy of being a veteran general who has been fighting on the battlefield for many years. Every scar on his body proves great achievements." Lin Fan respected in awe. The soldiers who admired the most in his previous life were those who defended their country.

Involuntarily, Lin Fan said in awe: "General, when I apply a needle to you, you may feel a little pain. General, please bear with it."

Pain? Patience?

Is this humiliating yourself?

Wang Meng was unhappy. Did Lin Fan not see the scars on his body?

"Wang has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, licking blood on the tip of a knife and killing countless enemies. It is inevitable that the sword will be filled with scars, but never knows what the pain is!" Wang Meng said with a little arrogant attitude: "So, even if you do your best, Wang can tolerate it..."

Wang Meng spoke arrogantly, and Lin Fan suddenly remembered the newly carved Master Guan Er.

According to legend, Guan Yu scraped his bones to cure poison and chatted and laughed calmly. It was this kind of pride.

Lin Fan admired him very much and naturally respected him. He directly stabbed the acupoint with one injection.

Wang Meng, who had already given up, suddenly got a needle and suddenly a severe pain was stirred up in the pulse point, which directly stimulated Wang Meng's extreme neuralgia.

pain?

Is this simple pain? It's so fatal!

Wang Meng felt like his nerves were rebounding, and he screamed in pain: "Ah wu~~"

I'll go!

Lin Fan was shocked suddenly. Seeing Wang Meng's pain in his face, his whole face was immediately embarrassing. Is this slap in the face too fast, right?

I really doubt that this is really a veteran general who has been fighting for many years? It's just a small silver needle. As for the pain that is so exaggerated? This willpower is too poor, right? Isn't this veteran general a fake, right?"
Chapter completed!