The four great heavenly realms have successively left the stage.

Xiao Xingzhu held his fingers tightly, and looked at the direction where Lu Wanji left with a gloomy expression.

On her face, a visible five-finger mark appeared, slightly swollen, and more humiliation than harm.

"The surname of Lu, sooner or later one day!"

"I will sell you to Cambodia as a kiln sister!"

Xiao Xingzhu closed her eyes.

She lost!

A complete defeat!

No matter what, she never expected that Lu Wanji would call the four heavenly realms to kill the Xiao family for Su Xuan.

Although Lu Wanji left in the end.

But the price is still unbearable.

Kunlun blamed him afterwards, and no one in the Xiao family could take on this responsibility.

"Su Xuan, just a waste."

"I want me to marry a useless person, don't think so!"

Xiao Xingzhu's sharp nails pierced deeply into the palm of his palm and blood flowed.

What charm does that person named Su Xuan have that can make Lu Wanji break up with Kunlun and even China for her?

Even a lifelong desperate situation, he was chased endlessly.

This farce ended with Lu Wanji's satisfaction leaving and ended.

As for what Tang Yuanshan promised Lu Wanji, no one knew, and Tang Yuanshan didn't mention it.

Angry Lu Wanji.

It was also because of Tang Yuanshan's few words that he calmed down.

Zhang Yiren glanced at Xiao Xingzhu.

Shake your head:

"This troublemaker!"

"Do you really think Lu Wanji is just an ordinary person?"

"You should be glad she is fine, otherwise no one can save the Xiao family tonight."

Xiao Xingzhu turned around and looked ashen, and turned back to the room.

He reached out and pushed all the things on the dressing mirror to the ground, and in anger, he smashed more than a dozen antique vases.

Three minutes ago.

Xiao Xingzhu received a message from Tang Yuanshan.

In the future, no action against Su Xuan is allowed, otherwise the list of Xiao’s family will be drawn and will not be protected by Kunlun from then on.

"I don't!"

Xiao Xingzhu felt wronged.

Tears were in his eyes.

One hour later.

At Jiangbei Airport, a private Gulfstream plane soared into the air and flew towards Yanjing.

This moment.

I don't know how many people breathed a sigh of relief.

The plague god finally left!

...

Yannan Yuncheng.

In the high-end ward of Tianyang Hospital.

'drop!'

'drop!'

Su Xuan's heart rate gradually calmed down.

In his body, the Creation and Eternal Life Art automatically operated, the spiritual energy rushed in his limbs and veins, and the blood roared, almost boiling.

The damaged five internal organs gradually recover after a night.

The method of creation of immortality is too strong.

After being shot eight times, he forced Su Xuan back from the gates of hell.

Next to the hospital bed, Xu Ling's face was covered in tears and choked in a low voice: "Brother Su Xuan, can you wake up quickly?"

A voice sounded: "Little girl, Mr. Su is fine, he is out of danger of life. You go back and rest first, I will have someone take care of Mr. Su."

Su Xuan heard it.

It was Zheng Jiuling's voice.

This morning.

Su Xuan has come to visit him for countless numbers.

The Wei family, the Song family, Zheng Jiuling, Mr. Zhang, Chen Tianxiu, and even Zhou Zihao.

Before Zhou Zihao left, he cursed outside the ward.

"Damn!"

"If this person is raising me, who will help me untie the acupoints on my body?"

Little did they know that this sentence had fallen into Su Xuan's ears.

Zhou Zihao did not care about Su Xuan, but was afraid that Su Xuan would die, so no one helped him untie the Bailing Closure.

The patients in the entire Tianyang Hospital saw a strange scene.

From last night to now.

I don’t know how many people are pouring in, one whistle in three steps and one post in five steps.

These people were wearing suits and had a strong aura, completely surrounding the top floor and could not pour water into it.

Day 3.

Su Xuan opened his eyes.

I saw a beautiful woman dressed in exquisite clothes and light makeup.

Song Hongyan!

She was helping Su Xuan wipe her body.

This woman, when her grandfather Song Fu was in the hospital, often came to take care of her grandfather, regardless of the weather.

Now it's Su Xuan's turn again.

Su Xuan looked at Song Hongyan weakly and smiled: "Thank you."

Song Hongyan shook her head: "You have recreated grace to my grandfather, what's the point of taking care of you for a few days?"

Su Xuan said curiously:

"You wiped your grandfather and helped me."

"According to the algorithm, am I equal to your grandfather?"

Song Hongyan was stunned.

He punched Su Xuan hard.

Three minutes later.

Song Hongyan ran out of the ward with a anxious look on her face: "It's not good, the patient has a bloody collapse, come and have a look."

Su Xuan fell into a coma again.

Zhang Jiuyang, President Hu and others all rushed in in a hurry.

Push Su Xuan to the emergency room again.

After learning the whole story, Song Hongyan was scolded by Zhang Jiuyang and was so bloody.

"Nothing!"

"Master Su is extremely weak now, and you punched him in the chest. Do you think he is lucky, so how many more difficulties will it be for him?"

Song Hongyan felt wronged and whispered: "Who told him to say he is my grandfather?"
To be continued...