The Supreme Lord Donghuang

Just now, Yang Ziyan’s attention has been completely transferred by the drug store owner’s ten-year-old grass.

Now, when I heard the boy's words, I thought that the boy had just said in her ear that the shameful color on her cheeks had not faded before, and it became more and more rosy.

A teenager who is similar to her age, telling her about it, makes her extremely shy.

However, what the teenager just said is her personal privacy. No one knows except her.

"Mei, he just said your situation, is it right?"

Yang Ziyan whispered to the woman behind her. When she saw the latter nod, she realized that the other person was a real person. She looked back at the teenager and said, "We are going back to Yang, you can go back with us."

When the eyes fell on the boy, Yang Ziyan was somewhat guilty of retracting his eyes, because the boy just broke her privacy, which really made her feel a little self-confident.

"I have a condition."

Zhou Donghuang said.

When the middle-aged woman frowned and wanted to attack, Yang Ziyan asked: "What conditions?"

Zhou Donghuang opened the door and said, "If I can solve the poison of the Yang family, I want this ten-year-old grass in your hand... Of course, if you can’t decide, I can go back to Yang’s home with you. The person who decides the power decides."

"I can decide this."

Yang Ziyan’s autumn glory has a radiant glow. “If you can help me detoxify, it’s only a trivial matter to live in the past ten years... In other respects, Yang’s family will never treat you badly.”

"I only have to live for ten years."

Zhou Donghuang said.

For a moment, Zhou Donghuang took Afu, followed Yang Ziwei's master and servant and left the drugstore and went to the Yang family.

Yang Jia, although a wealthy family, but Yang's house, compared to Zhou Haohuang's former wealthy family Wu family's house, but it is a lot smaller.

Of course, he can understand this.

Here, what is to say is also the king city of the West Chu Wangling, not the county town of one county.

The house of the Wu family, the home of the wealthy family, is so vast that it is not only because it is a county town, but also because the Wu family house is also the county government of Guangling County.

As the first family of Guangling County, the Guangling County Shoufu, Wu’s house in Guangling County is naturally impossible to chill.

"Miss Purple."

After entering the Yang family's house, the people who met along the way, whether they were jealous or the children of the Yang family, all respectfully bowed to Yang Ziyan.

"The front is my uncle's place."

Soon, Yang Ziyan, the master and the servant, took the master and servant of Zhou Donghuang to the residence of the Yang family, a spacious small courtyard.

Now, in the small courtyard, there are three people standing there.

A middle-aged man, a young man, and an old man standing behind the young man.

The middle-aged man was wearing a loose Phnom Penh robes and was walking back and forth in the door of a room in the courtyard. His face was full of dignified colors and obviously restless.

The young man is about twenty years old, wearing a brocade dress, his face is handsome and cold, and his eyebrows seem to bring with him the arrogance of birth. It is not difficult to see that this is a born family.

As for the old man behind the young man, he is just an old servant beside him. His white hair is pale and his face is thin, but his eyes are full of gods.

"Three uncles."

Yang Ziyan took the lead in the yard and saluted the middle-aged man who was walking in front of the room in the courtyard.

"Purple."

When I heard the sound, the middle-aged man looked at Yang Ziyan, and his face showed a sly smile. "Ten years of living, get back?"

"Ok."

Yang Ziyan nodded.

"Sister Zi Zi."

At the same time, the eyes of the young Chinese costumes also fell on Yang Zizhen's body, and the cool meaning of the handsome face on this face was also lost at this moment, replaced by a warm smile.

However, in the face of the enthusiasm of the Chinese youth, Yang Ziyan just said a cold face, "Stone Master."

Looking at the disgusting colors contained in Yang Ziyan's eyes, she obviously does not just dislike the youth, and is even very disgusted.

However, the Chinese youths seem to have become accustomed to this, do not care, and the smile on the face remains unchanged.

Until, he found Zhou Donghuang who came in with Yang Ziyan.

Zhou Donghuang is in white and wins the snow, and the face is handsome. He completely compares the young Chinese costumes, especially the cold temperament that Zhou Donghuang invisibly reveals, such as the first burst of Qinglian, giving a mysterious and awkward feel.

Regardless of the appearance or temperament, in front of Zhou Donghuang, the young Chinese costumes have been compared, thoroughly crushed!

"Sister Zi Zi, this is?"

The young Chinese costume looked at Zhou Donghuang, and his eyes flashed coldly.

For the first time, he saw a man and Yang Ziyan walking so close.

Yang Ziyan is the woman he looks at. He is not easy to have any Yang Ziyan walking so close, so his cold and twinkling eyes are also showing the threat of threats in a timely manner.

However, it was ignored by Zhou Donghuang.

"Three uncles."

At the same time, Yang Ziyan looked at Zhou Donghuang and said to the middle-aged man: "This is the Zhou pharmacist I brought back from outside to come to see the doctor."

The voice fell, and Zhou Donghuang was introduced to the middle-aged man in a timely manner. "Zhou Pharmacist, this is my uncle, Yang Jiasan, Yang Yunchong."

"Week pharmacist?"

Yang Yunchong looked up and down Zhou Donghuang, his face full of surprise colors, because he can easily see that the teenager in front of him is at most sixteen or seven years old, much bigger than his niece, Yang Ziyan.

However, at this age, even if there is research on the medicinal tract, I am afraid that it is only a pharmacist at most.

However, her niece knows that he is not a rash person.

Since the other party was brought back, it means that the other party must have something to offer, so he smiled and said hello to the other party, "Zhou Pharmacist."

"Ok."

Zhou Donghuang faintly nodded, and it was back to Yang Yunchong to say hello.

"laugh!"

A laughter, no signs resounded.

But it was a young man in Huafu standing on the side, watching Zhou Donghuang, smiling and sneer, "Boy, at your age, will you at most pharmacist?"

"You are a pharmacist, and you dare to say that you want to see the doctor of Yang? You know, the illness of the Yang family is not a minor illness, but a poisonous!"

The Chinese costume youth is condescending. "Now, I have invited the 'Xiao Pharmacist' who is best at detoxification among the top ten pharmacists in Chuwangcheng to give Yang family the doctor to detoxify... Here, you can't use you, you can go."

"Xiao Pharmacist?"

Yang Ziyan couldn't help but whisper, and then looked at Yang Yunchong, "Three uncles, Xiao Yao Shi in the inside to see the uncle?"

"Ok."

Yang Yunchong smiled and nodded. "Xiao Pharmacist has been out for more than a year. Just came back today and was invited by Shi Shaoye."

"Xiao Pharmacist, although not the best pharmacist among the top ten pharmacists in Chuwangcheng, is best at detoxification... On the ability to detoxify, even the royal pharmacist may not be able to match him."

"There is a lot of hope that he can be solved by the poison in his big brother."

Speaking of this, Yang Yun rushed for a moment, only to smile and said: "If he can't even have a way, the big brother's poison, I am afraid there is no way."

Hearing Yang Yunchong’s last words, Yang Ziyan’s face became dignified, and then he murmured and said: “There will be a way... Xiao Yao Shi, there must be a way.”

"Kid, have you heard that?"

At the same time, the young Chinese costumes looked at Zhou Donghuang, sneer and sneer, and said: "If even Xiao Yao pharmacists can't detoxify the Yang family, you can't detoxify the Yang family."

However, whether it was just now or now, Zhou Donghuang did not even look at the Chinese costume youth, even if the Chinese youth repeatedly taunted, Zhou Donghuang did not pay attention to him.

"You... can you ignore my stone?"

Seeing that Zhou Donghuang did not pay attention to him, Shi Yan’s face became a bit ugly.

He Shi Yan is the great young master of the Shijia family, the descendant of the next generation of Shijia, and even if the owner of this wealthy family Yang family met him, he would honor him with a stone master.

"Oh--"

Just as the smoldering anger rose, the front door of the room was opened, an old figure, and slowly walked out from the inside.

This is an old man in a gray robe. He is of medium build. Although his hair is white and his eyebrows are all white, his face looks like he is only four or fifty years old.

"Xiao Pharmacist."

When I saw the old man coming out, Yang Yunchong hurriedly greeted him. He asked with a dignified look: "Is the poison in my older brother, can you solve it?"

Yang Ziyan, who followed Yang Yunchong together, looked at the old man, a pair of powder fists clenched, and looked forward to the color of the hope.

Shi Yan coldly swept Zhou Donghuang, and then went to the old man together.

"Yang Sanye, the poison in the Yang family, I can't recognize what the poison is, but the toxicity is terrible, and it has penetrated the whole body of the Yang family. In the past six months, if you don't use the ten-year life-saving grass, Yang Jiazhu Four months ago, I was afraid that I couldn’t hold it anymore."

The old man shook his head. "And, the ten-year supply of grass and grass kept the supply of the family, and the body of the Yang family had great resistance to the grass."

"After taking a maximum of one or two ten-year-old grasses, ten years of living grass, it will not play any role for the Yang family."

"One month... Yang Jiazhu, can only support a maximum of one month."

"Be prepared for the future."

The old man sighed.

"what?!"

Yang Yunchong’s face changed dramatically, and he never imagined it would be the result.

The face of Yang Ziyan also became very pale at this moment, without blood, the body was soft, almost fell to the ground, but fortunately the woman behind her promptly came forward to hold her.

At this moment, Zhou Donghuang had an action, stepping around a few people and walking into the room where the old man had just come out.

"Ok?"

The old man glimpsed, and some doubts looked at Yang Yunchong, "Yang Sanye, who was that?"

Yang Yunchong has not yet opened, and Shijie has already said: "Xiao pharmacist, that kid is a pharmacist, saying that he came to see Yang’s family... Now, you said that Yang’s family was not saved, but he still rushed in. It is clear that you are suspecting your diagnosis."