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Chapter 912 A God(2/2)

Yang Motian waved his hand and said, "Senior Hao's matter, no matter how small, is a big one, and I, Yang Motian, will handle it without hesitation!"

Liu Hao thought for a while and then asked, "Is Tianyang Sect encountering difficulties?"

Yang Motian remained silent and did not answer immediately.

It wasn't until a long while later that he sighed and said, "To be honest, Master Hao, if you were the Tianyang Sect in the past, and you came to me for help, then my name could still be used to do something in the territory of the Holy World!

"

"but now……"

After saying that, he shook his head again and said, "Forget it, these are our Tianyang Sect's affairs, so I won't bother Senior Hao to worry about it!"

Seeing the other person is unwilling to say more.

Liu Hao didn't ask any more questions.

He just nodded and said, "In that case, let me wait until you finish handling your own affairs first, and then I will come find you!"

Before entering the city, Xu Sheng told him that Yang Motian could not protect himself now.

At that time, he didn't think much of it.

But after coming in, I realized that Yang Motian seemed to have indeed encountered a big problem.

In this case, Liu Hao didn't want to trouble the other party anymore.

So as not to cause him any more trouble.

"Sect Master, Afeng's injury has worsened!"

At this time, Elder Sha Dongxing's loud shouting suddenly came from outside, "It seems that I am about to die!"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Motian's expression suddenly changed in the room.

Immediately, he hurriedly opened the door and headed outside.

However, after taking only two steps, he turned back to Liu Hao and said, "Senior Hao, don't leave in a hurry. Take a rest here. I'll go check on my grandson first and I'll be back soon!"

"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"etc!"

After hearing these words, Liu Hao stopped Yang Motian.

"Senior Hao, do you have any other instructions?"

Yang Motian stopped.

The look on his face was very anxious.

But he still waited honestly for Liu Hao's instructions.

"The injured Master Feng is your grandson?"

Liu Hao asked.

"Yes!"

Yang Motian replied, "He is my only grandson!"

After saying that, his expression changed and he said, "Senior Hao, have you met my grandson before?"

"kindness!"

Liu Hao nodded and said, "I originally wanted to help him take a look, but you Tianyang Sect people didn't agree!"

"..."

Yang Motian's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "These idiots really have blind eyes!"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense!"

Liu Hao waved his hand and said, "Since he is your grandson, I won't worry about it so much!"

Then he said, "You lead the way and I'll go take a look!"

"Thank you for your hard work, Master Hao!"

Yang Motian bowed his head and headed towards Alchemist Xiao's alchemy room with Liu Hao.

As the god in Yang Motian's heart.

Even though Liu Hao's current level is still relatively low, he never dares to underestimate Liu Hao.

What about the realm of the holy soul?

In the past, saving Liu Hao was just a matter of taking a pill.

Now, his grandson has just reached the realm of soul transformation.

Even senior Hao couldn't easily treat an injury of this level.

But it shouldn't be too difficult.



Not long after.

Yang Motian took Liu Hao to Xiao Dongxing's alchemy room.

As soon as he entered the alchemy room, he saw Xiao Dongfei standing next to the medicine pool.

His face looked extremely solemn.

But in the medicine pool, Yang Motian's grandson Yang Feng was now pale, without a trace of blood.

Breathing was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

If you don't listen close enough, you won't even be able to hear breathing.

No different than death!

"metropolitan!"

At this time, Xiao Dongfei raised his hand towards Yang Motian.

"How is Feng'er's situation?"

Yang Motian asked with a frown.

"Very serious!"

Xiao Dongfei said, "Yang Jiu and the others said before that what Master Feng got was the Heavenly Wolf Palm!"

"I've checked him before, and it's true that he was struck by the Heavenly Wolf's palm!"

"But fortunately, he is protected by the Holy Armor and his physical constitution is not weak, so he protected the Holy Palace!"

"Although he is seriously injured, he is not dead yet!"

"So, I prepared a pool of medicine for him, intending to warm up his meridians first, and then refine a furnace of elixirs for him!"

"So that after my master comes back, I can help Master Feng recover in the shortest possible time!"

"But, I just prepared the medicine pool and put him in it!"

"His condition has worsened even before he started refining the pill!"

Yang Motian asked with a solemn expression, "How bad has it gotten?"

"Guess so……"

Xiao Dongfei shook his head and said, "It's hopeless!"

"..."

This piece of information was like a bolt from the blue, causing Yang Motian to lose his balance and almost fall to the ground.

Thank you Qianyang and Ambiguous for the tip!
Chapter completed!
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