C4 You can't keep your little life

The natural Yin Meridian was also known as the Nine Yin Meridians. Normally, this kind of physique would only appear in women. If a woman with this physique could not resolve the cold energy in her meridians, she would definitely not live past the age of eighteen.

Seeing that his son had already spoken up to this point, Lu Chengfeng didn't say anything more. At the same time, he was curious to know just how capable his son was.

"Little big brother, you really can cure my illness." Lu Zheng raised his eyes and coincidentally saw a pale and weak face. Those bright and clear eyes were filled with desire for life.

Lu Zheng nodded subconsciously: "Don't worry, I will definitely be able to cure you."

"That's great! Young mister, as long as you can cure Ran Er, I can agree to any request you have! " Liang Fengsheng promised loudly.

"Good!" I'll remember your words. " Lu Zheng revealed a mysterious smile, "Mister Liang, tomorrow morning, bring this little sister here."

Hearing that Lu Zheng had given the order to leave, Liang Fengsheng courteously left once again with the middle-aged man in grey and his daughter.

"Has this stinking brat's wings hardened?" The moment Liang Fengsheng and the others left, Lu Chengfeng's face darkened.

Seeing that, Lu Zheng did not have any fear, he reached out and stroked his chest: "Dad, relax, I have my reasons for doing this."

Towards this thick-skinned son of his, Lu Chengfeng was truly unable to hold back. His gaze landed on Lu Fei and became slightly stern: "Your abilities have increased, one against four, do you want Second Uncle to accompany you in your training?"

Lu Fei, who was standing majestically outside, had a bitter look on his face. Lu Chengfeng was both his second uncle and the master who had passed down ancient martial arts to him. How would I dare to practice with you? "

"Since you don't dare, hurry up and scram!"

"Yes, Second Uncle, don't be angry, I'm going to scram." As if he received an amnesty, Lu Fei flew away. Since young, he was not afraid of his father, he was only afraid of his second uncle.

Outside the clinic.

After Liang Fengsheng personally helped his daughter onto the carriage, he asked the middle-aged man in grey: "Old Wang, do you think that Lu Zheng can save my son?"

Wang Tieshan did not immediately answer. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "I can't see through him!"

"Why do you say that?" Liang Fengsheng asked.

"The youth beside him is an ancient martial artist from the Houtian ninth stage. To be able to reach such a level at such a young age, if nothing unexpected happens, he would definitely become a great grandmaster in the future."

"I was obviously asking about Lu Zheng, but Old Wang was talking about the other youth." Liang Fengsheng thought, but he knew that although the Old Wang was a dull person, his observation skills were strong, and without saying a word, he would be able to unravel the mystery with his words.

Sure enough, Wang Tieshan continued to speak: "That youth is very respectful to Lu Zheng, he can even obey every word he says. A normal person who can make the Houtian ninth stage follow every word he says is definitely not ordinary."

Hearing this, Liang Fengsheng couldn't help but feel assured.

In the backyard of the clinic.

Lu Zheng lazily sat on a wooden chair while Lu Chengfeng narrowed his eyes and tilted his head to check's pulse.

Gradually, Lu Chengfeng frowned, then opened his eyes and glared fiercely at Lu Zheng: "Brat, I don't know what you're playing at, but I have to remind you, your vital energy and blood are already at its weakest, if you continue playing like this, you won't be able to keep your little life."

"Dad, don't worry. I haven't gotten married yet, and I haven't even let you hug my grandson. How could I let you finish playing?" Lu Zheng laughed.

"Humph, I don't know what secrets you have nor do I want to know, but you must remember this. You better take care of yourself! "

With that, Lu Chengfeng stood up and strode out of the yard with his hands behind his back.

Looking at his father's slightly sad back, the smile on Lu Zheng's face disappeared, as an additional trace of guilt appeared. He said to himself: "Father, after tonight, I'll not let you worry about me anymore."