Chongming Prefecture.

Jintang Mansion.

This Jintang is not the Jintang of a mansion, but the Jintang of a family and a surname.

Gold is used as a hall and jade, which is what is referred to as the Yang family.

The palaces and palaces are like forests, covering the sky and the sun, the magnificent and luxurious atmosphere of the Yang Mansion is no less than that of the Wenqiu Palace. The ingenious and exquisite layouts in the palace are even better.

After all, the Jiang family of the Wenqiu royal family broke out once, but the Yang family has been rich for hundreds of years.

In less than a day, Yang He was secretly escorted back to the Yang family. Only the core members of the Yang family knew about the news that he was severely injured. As for the rumors in the world, they still had time to ferment.

A faint incense lingers in the quiet and unique room.

Pearls like doves and eggs embellish the palace walls, emitting bright light.

Yang He lay on his back on the bed, his face was dull and his eyes were dull, and he no longer had the same energy as before.

A beautiful woman was sitting slanted on the head of the bed, holding one of Yang He's palms in both hands, looking depressed and worried.

In addition to this beautiful woman, there are two people in the room.

It seems that one person is only thirty years old, with a majestic appearance and a strong aura, but a trace of murderous intent is revealed between his eyes opening and closing.

It is the helmsman of Jin Tangyang, Yang Yingjie.

Yang Yingjie's eyes were on the beautiful woman. Yang He stopped for a while, his face slightly darkened. He turned to the young man opposite and said in a deep voice: "Doctor Ye, what's the situation of the child?"

"Master Yang, please go outside to discuss the injury of Mr. Ling." The young man waved his hand.

"No!" Yang He, who was lying motionless, suddenly screamed, his eyes were bloodshot and his voice was dry, as unpleasant as a crow's cry: "Just say here, I want to listen."

When the young man heard this, he looked at Yang Yingjie.

This young man had a very ordinary face, but his eyes were as bright as stars. With these eyes, it was like the finishing touch, making the whole face vivid and lively, making people feel more and more beautiful as they look at it, and they couldn't help but want to get closer to him.

The Holy Hand of Resurrection, Ye Li!

Although Ye Li is young, he has a profound cultivation and superb medical skills. He is like a fish in water among the major families and the powerful, and has a very high reputation.

Yang Yingjie took a deep breath and said decisively: "Doctor Ye, please speak out."

"Well." Ye Li sighed and bowed: "Please forgive Ye for his shallow medical skills. The young master's eight orifices are destroyed. Even if I use the Thirteen Needles of Resurrection, it can only suppress the deterioration of the damage of the acupoints, so as not to endanger the life of the young master. However, the young master's martial arts cultivation is considered useless! And..."

He hesitated a little, and when he saw the beautiful woman, Yang Yingjie looked at him with a burning look, and said, "Only based on the current situation, the Gongzi Niwan Temple is not at the moment, but the nine orifices are originally one, and once the eight orifices are destroyed, it will only affect the Niwan Temple."

"How long will it take?" Yang Yingjie asked with a deep face.

"It's hard to say, maybe three to five years, or ten to eight years!" Ye Li said softly.

Yang He on the bed heard this and his face felt as if dead. The last bit of glory in his eyes also disappeared. He murmured to himself: "Bad man, I'm a useless man, so why not die!"

He suddenly screamed, heart-wrenchingly: "Let me die, dad, mom, kill me! I don't want to be a useless person!"

"My He'er!" The beautiful woman looked sad and cried softly. She lay on Yang He's body, hugged Yang He tightly with her hands, and started crying in a low voice.

"Don't cry." Yang Yingjie advised a little annoyed, but the beautiful woman turned around and glared at him fiercely, and said hatefully: "Of course you don't have to be sad. You have other sons and daughters, but I only have a child like He'er. If He'er dies, I will not live anymore."

"What nonsense are you talking about? He'er has become like this. Do you think I'm not sad?"

Yang Yingjie's face was gloomy.

He was born as a concubine and had many hardships when he was young. After exploring alone in the world, he encountered many adventures and met several confidants, and this beautiful woman was one of them.

She is the daughter of the Lord of Thunder Castle. Yang Yingjie was able to defeat a group of "brothers and sisters" and successfully took over the Yang family. Thunder Castle also made a lot of efforts behind the scenes.

"Doctor Ye, is there no other way?" Yang Yingjie asked unwillingly.

Ye Li was walking in the room, pondering for a moment, and suddenly said, "There is really a solution, but this method is also unpredictable. Once it is used, there is no room for action."

"What method?" Yang He struggled to get up, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, looking at Ye Li hopefully.

Ye Li said in a deep voice: "This method is a body refining method obtained by Ye. To practice this method, you need to lead spiritual weapons into your body, use spiritual weapons to replace the acupoints, and turn yourself into the body of spiritual weapons! This not only makes great progress in cultivation, but also indestructible."

"It's just that it's hard to find spiritual weapons, and the second is that spiritual weapons are manic. It's extremely difficult to refine them alone and tame a spiritual weapon. What's more, it's necessary to introduce them into the body and coexist with the spiritual weapons. If you are not careful, you will burn yourself. It's really a way to die."

Ye Li shook his head.

The beautiful woman was already feeling gloomy when she heard this, hugged Yang He tightly and said anxiously: "He'er, this method is absolutely not good. There must be other methods to cure you."

"No!" Yang He's eyes became firm in an instant, as if he had regained his past confidence: "Mom, just use this method and believe me, I will definitely succeed!"

Yang He gritted his teeth tightly, and Xiao Shiyilang's careless palm appeared in front of him, which made him fall to this situation.

"I, Yang He, will never die before I repay this great humiliation!"

Yang Yingjie looked at Ye Li and said, "This matter is of great importance. We still need to discuss it. Thank you for your hard work. Doctor Ye, please go to the wing room for a rest."

Yang Yingjie recruited servants and took Ye to the VIP room.

"Dad! Mom!" Yang He begged to look at Yang Yingjie and the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman was eager to love her son, and she was shaken again, saying, "Yingjie, the scimitar in the hand of the beast named Xiao..."

Yang Yingjie had a strong murderous intent on his face and said in a stern tone: "No need to remind me, I will not let Xiao Shiyilang go, but that scimitar is targeting too many people, Tianming Gate, Iron Wingguard... With these people involved, I may not be able to get it."

"Then use the one I treasured at home!" said the beautiful woman.

Yang Yingjie frowned: "That is the deepest foundation in the family, how can it be used easily?"

"You are the head of the family. Who dares to object after you speak? Unless you don't want to save He'er at all!" the beautiful woman said sharply.

Yang Yingjie stomped his feet and turned around and left the room.
Chapter completed!