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Chapter 245 Are you worthy?(2/2)

"The Medicine Woman, the so-called Grand Elder of the Medicine God Hall, added insult to injury by extorting the Earthly Immortal's Yuexing Cauldron and three elixirs on the pretext of healing He Yun's injuries. In the end, she misdiagnosed He Yun's injuries.

I don’t know if He Yun’s veins were severed, but Lin Ge still had the remaining palm power to apply the needle, which almost caused He Yun’s death. If I hadn’t been here, I’m afraid it would have been irreversible!”

"Do you, the old master of the Medicine God Hall, who considers himself to have unparalleled medical ethics and has great ambitions to save 100,000 people, aware of this matter?"

Bian Xinci was stunned and confused. When this happened, he was still traveling overseas for medical treatment. How did he know?

boom!

Another punch, this one punched a hole in the formation, and even broke the innate power behind a silver needle.

"Your apprentice, Zhang, who swore revenge, has killed no less than a hundred women in the past fifty years. With his identity as the elder of Yaoshen Hall and the connections of Yaoshen Hall, those women had nowhere to redress their grievances, and more than seven out of ten of them hanged themselves.

Eight, do you know?”

Qin Xuan's shout was like a heavy hammer, once again shaking Bian Xinci's mind.

"Master, don't listen to his nonsense, he just wants to use conspiracy and tricks to shake your belief, Master." Chu Mingyun shouted, but there was a hint of panic deep in his eyes.

Bian Xinci suddenly reacted and shouted: "Huangkou boy, your two disciples are already dead, do you still want to slander them like this?"

A touch of sarcasm flashed across Qin Xuan's lips, "Are they worthy of the slander?"

This time, all the sea of ​​blood behind Qin Xuan merged into his arms, and he looked at Bian Xinci with indifferent eyes.

"Chu Mingyun, the third elder of Yaoshen Hall, lives in Yaoshen Hall all year round. Do you know who is the person who almost monopolizes 80% of the medicinal materials business in Guyao City just below the mountain? His surname is Chu, and his name is Chu Mingyun

His direct grandson. Someone once went to petition and complain in person, but his leg was broken in the end. Fortunately, Chu Mingyun still had some conscience and paid compensation, so he gave up the idea of ​​reporting the case."

Qin Xuan's words made Chu Mingyun in the distance suddenly look extremely pale, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"How did he know?"

boom!

This punch was directly blasted out, like breaking through the nine layers of the sky, unstoppable. In an instant, eight silver needles flew upside down and exploded back. The entire spirit-killing needle formation exploded at this moment, turning into

of nothingness.

Bianxinci took more than ten steps back, and with each step, there was a shoe print several inches deep under his feet.

His face turned red and he swallowed the fishy taste in his mouth.

Qin Xuan's expression was cold. He didn't even bother to count them one by one, but looked at the old man with sarcasm.

"Saved 100,000 people in his lifetime? Do you know how many people were harmed by your so-called disciples who were as close as father and son, and those doctors who acted recklessly under the protection of the Medicine God Hall?"

Qin Xuan stepped on the ground of Yaoshen Hall and glanced at the pale-faced flat heart.

Kindness.

He stretched out his hand slightly, and the plaque of the Medicine God Hall, which had been repaired badly, was taken into Qin Xuan's hands.

"God of Medicine? Highly respected? Holy Land of Medical Skills?"

"You are worthy of this filthy place!"

Qin Xuan's eyes swept over everyone. For a moment, no one dared to look directly at him, and their faces became as pale as paper.

(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!
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