"Really." The ring flashed, and a seal appeared. The captain of the gatekeeper was just stunned for a moment, then immediately bent down and bowed, staring at Bingqing like an uncle.

"You are really a master of alchemy. Come on, please, please come in. Master, please forgive me. Because of the assassination by aliens, even the Imperial Palace was injured before, so all key places in Guangxia have been protected." What is the front and back Gong?

, this is it. However, today's soldiers no longer have the same commanding spirit as before, so they talked to the captain very kindly. After all, although the coachman is better informed, a lot of information is still not within the system.

people know it.

"So, now is the critical period for the establishment of a crown prince?" What is the biggest thing in Guangxia now, of course, is the rumor about establishing a crown prince. I don't know where it came from, but it seemed like overnight, the whole Dongsheng knew about it.

"Yes, Master, please forgive me for being so presumptuous. In this sensitive period, Master must think carefully." It seems that Jian Bingqing may have been in seclusion for a long time, and the guard captain also reminded him in a rare way. Generally speaking, these

Although the master is aloof, he is really insensitive to matters in the court.

"Haha, you are serious. Take this gold coin and treat your brothers to a drink!" Bingqing threw out a gold coin and entered the Jinyuan gate.

"Hey, thank you, Master. Who are you looking for? Do you need me to inform you? Or do you want to register..." Money can make all the difference. Just one gold coin immediately made the captain's eyes roll with laughter. He took a month

The salary plus various subsidies is only three gold coins. It is easy to get a gold coin tip. It is not worth my hard work to get this job.

"No need, I'm very familiar with this place!" Standing at the door, seeing the same layout and furnishings as before, Bing Qing seemed to have returned to the time when he was still studying.

Heading towards a simple and thick stone three-story building, the mountain leaves covered most of the building with lush green leaves. The ground was covered with leaves layer after layer. There were at least some people in other places, but this one

There are few people near the building.

"Haha, Master Zeng still likes to be quiet as before. I don't know, is he still there?" Standing at the door, Bing Qing suppressed his inner excitement. He looked to the right and saw, hey, the bell was broken.

What?

"Dong dong dong!" I could only knock with my hands, but there was no response? However, Bingqing was not impatient or disappointed. After all, if an alchemist is doing experiments, then he can't hear it or ignore it if he hears it.

A very normal thing.

Knock on the door again, this time the sound is slightly louder. Wait patiently and listen attentively, there seems to be movement. Haha, if there is movement, it will be good.

"Squeak..." This small stone building has a history of at least two to three hundred years. The stone steps at the door have been dented by trampling. In addition, most alchemists are unkempt and do not pay attention to the quality of life.

People, therefore, it is easy to understand why this door has fallen into disrepair.

An old man with white hair, age spots all over his face, and some trembling appeared. Although this old man had the aura of blood warriors that was not weak, the aura of old age was even stronger. This man had only a few years to live.

Ah! While the alchemist has become a mysterious profession in the mainland and enjoys extraordinary status, the dedication required is by no means what ordinary people imagine. For example, a simple smelting will release many toxic and harmful substances.

Even the alchemist himself didn't know it at that time. Therefore, it is more difficult for an alchemist to die than a blood warrior.

"Plop!" Bingqing knelt down. If his father gave him life and Guimozi gave him a future, then the old man in front of him was the one who gave him his present.

"Teacher, Bingqing is back!"

Bingqing? It seems that he is old and his memory is not very good. Or maybe this name has disappeared for too long. Zeng Yiji looked blankly at the middle-aged man with a little moustache kneeling in front of him and fell into thinking.

.

He should be one of his students, who is it? Zeng Yiji's greatest achievement in this life is not his alchemy achievements, but his peaches and plums all over the world.

"Bingqing? Bingqing! Are you a soldier? A soldier of the Wang family?" Because Bingqing was pronounced dead more than twenty years ago, it took Zeng Yiji a full minute to remember this name.

Who is it? But now...

"Are you really Bingqing?" Yes, this face, this face is the same as the face in my memory, but it is less sharp and has more vicissitudes of life.

"Xiao Bing, aren't you... you're not dead? Why did you come back just now?" Zeng Yiji's memory about the military masters, Bing Qing, and even all the information related to this person came flooding in. And also

Just after remembering something, he suddenly anxiously pulled up Bingqing.

"What's wrong? Teacher?" He still shouted as before. Bingqing felt very happy. He felt that he came back at the right time. If it were two years late, he would never be able to see the teacher again.

"Your son, your son is going to die!" Because of the great achievements of the Federal Communications Group, Bing Qirui has a good relationship with the alchemists. Even because of the relationship between Grandmaster Sam and Jian Yixiu, he often goes to Guangxia

The Alchemy Guild and Jinyuan visit the alchemy masters. Zeng Yiji, as the famous Taishan Beidou in Guangxia, Bing Qirui has come here no less than three times, although two of them were to invite this master to come out and serve as an honorary officer of the Federation Group.

Professor. Therefore, Zeng Yiji was very impressed by the young man Bing Qirui, and since that young man was Bing Qing’s son, he paid extra attention to him.

Today, when Bing Qing returned, the first thing Zeng Yiji thought of was the news that his son was seriously injured and dying.

"What? My son? Teacher, are you kidding me? Where did my son come from?" Bingqing was stunned and confused. As soon as he returned to Dongsheng, Master Zeng said that he had a son. Isn't this nonsense?

"The son you had with that foreign girl, his name is Bing Qirui. He recognized his ancestors a year ago and returned home in the name of your son. Now, he is seriously injured and dying!" Zeng Yiji's words were like those of Huang Zhongdalu.

Normally, Bing Qing's eyes were filled with stars when he hit him. He was really stunned. He never thought that he would have a son. Although he longed for it, how could he have a son? Could it be...

The memories of that year flashed through his mind, and Bing Qing suddenly realized something.

"Teacher, I...Um, where is Bing Qirui now?" No matter, let's go take a look first.

"Federal Medical Center! Come and take a look!" There are many centers under the federal consortium, and each center is a behemoth. This federal medical center was established by Bing Qirui three years ago. At the beginning, it was just for

People within the Federal Group were seeking benefits, but later they discovered the medical industry. Not only were the profits astonishing, but there was also huge market demand, so much so that after it was promoted to other countries, it was out of control.

"Teacher, I'm going to take a look first, and I'll come to visit you in two days!" Sudden suspension, a streamlined flying disc was taken out from the space ring, Bingqing stepped on it, clasped his feet, and rushed towards the door. This speed was already beyond the ordinary.

Blood power transforms into wings.

"Captain, there is movement!" A soldier specializing in vision in the guarding team first saw the abnormality. When everyone turned around to be on guard, they saw that the master just now had appeared in front of him and others.

"Master?"

"Does any of you know how to get to the Federal Medical Center?" Bingqing asked urgently, wishing he could get there right away.

"I, I know." Bingqing's generosity just now left a deep impact on this group of people. Therefore, although the situation was wrong, some people still responded.

"Okay, captain, I'll lend you one of your men." After saying that, he pulled the man over and the Frisbee swayed for a while before taking off into the air.

"Captain, what should I do? Do you want to attack?" Due to the quality of soldiers, the muzzles of the two magic crystal cannons have been locked on Bingqing at this time, and as the Frisbee is raised, the muzzles are also raised.

"Don't move for now!" He stretched out his hand to stop his subordinates from moving. The captain fell into a tangle. After a moment of tangle, Bing Qing had already flown away with the man.

"Master, I still have to go on duty. Being absent from duty without permission is a serious crime! Oh, Guangxia is banned from flying, we... are in trouble!" In today's troubled times, there are heavy laws, and leaving without duty can be big or small. But for something like this

For a big soldier, this is obviously a serious crime, not to mention that now they have violated the no-fly restriction.

"Huh? What's going on? I can fly at low altitude, right? Point me in the direction quickly, where is the Federal Medical Center. If there is any problem, I will take care of you." Regardless of the big soldier's wails, Bing Qing was extremely anxious at the moment.

"That way. My lord, the height must not exceed one hundred meters. Foreign objects that exceed one hundred meters and are not reported will be shot down directly by the defenders." Pointing in the direction, the big-head soldier grasped the soldiers and cleared them.

He said with a sad face.

"Well, I got it!" After just a few words, Bingqing was still flying at a height of seventy or eighty meters. This height really challenged the endurance limit of the city defenders. The big-headed soldier grabbed Bingqing tightly.

, hands full of sweat.

The speed of the Frisbee is quite fast. This is what Bingqing used to practice when he was bored. Unfortunately, even at such a fast speed, Bingqing still felt that it was very slow. At this moment, he regretted not refining the Frisbee properly. Hey, if you want to

It's not that Guangxia is extremely prone to accidents when using teleportation scrolls, he really doesn't want to be so slow.

On the other side, in one of the top suites of the Federal Medical Center, a young man with a pale face, eyes closed, and needles all over his body like a hedgehog was lying on the hospital bed. Next to him, a noble and beautiful woman in blue accompanied him.

An old man was sitting, and behind him there was a large group of people wearing federal consortium uniforms, confronting another group of people.

"Madam, this is the decision of the elders' meeting of the Bingwang family. If you have any opinions, you can express your opinion, but you must sign this word today." It turns out that this group of people are from the Bingwang family. The woman in blue is speaking.

It's Lan Yueyan, and the old man next to her is Lan Qidao. Originally, Lan Yueyan didn't want to trouble her grandfather. After all, Lan Qidao's health is getting worse day by day. But Bing Qirui doesn't have a trustworthy high-level person around him.

It is really too dangerous for a blood warrior to be in charge. Because wealth touches people's hearts. Today's Federal Communications is already a consortium. If Bing Qirui really dies unfortunately, in whose hands will such a huge wealth fall?

However, Lan Yueyan had never expected that the first one to take action would be the Bingwang family! What kind of thing is the tenth place in the succession sequence, and taking 51% of the shares of the federal consortium?

?Lan Yueyan didn’t want to hear or understand, let alone sign anything. But the Bing Wang family didn’t know what medicine they took wrong today, so they stood here confidently. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!