I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 45
He Pingan's figure slowly turned into nothingness, disappeared from the house, and when he reappeared, he was already outside Wu Fan's gate.

The sound of Wu Fan's rolling body could be heard outside the house. Because of the prolonged screaming, his vocal cords were completely torn, and he could only make a meaningless hoarse sound.

"Squeak!"

He Pingan pushed the door open and entered the room, and saw Wu Fan huddled in a ball, huddled in a corner, hitting the wall with his head from time to time, it seemed that only in this way could he relieve the bone-wrenching pain in his body.

His arrival did not attract Wu Fan's attention at all.

After sweeping away with his consciousness, he found that the skin of Wu Fan's body had been almost completely dug out by his nails. It was riddled with holes and pustules all over the body. Occasionally, some black-blue liquid would flow out, exuding a disgusting smell.

At this time, he was a completely different person from when he was seen outside Qian County.

Even if he is placed in front of Marquis Yongchun now, Marquis Yongchun might not be able to recognize his own son.

He Pingan tapped with one hand, and a trace of mana penetrated into Wu Fan's body, which relieved the pain in his body and repaired his torn vocal cords.

"call"

The pain in the body suddenly disappeared, causing Wu Fan's tense muscles to relax immediately, and he lay down by the wall, panting heavily.

After a long time, Wu Fan seemed to sense that someone was watching him. Wu Fan sat up abruptly and saw He Pingan standing aside.

"who are you?"

"Do not kill me!"

Wu Fan's eyes were terrified, but it seemed as if he had never seen him before.

"I am He Pingan."

He Pingan said lightly.

"He Pingan?"

"do not know!"

"Can you get me out?"

Wu Fan crawled in front of He Pingan nervously, his crazy eyes were full of longing: "I am Wu Fan, the son of Marquis of Yongchun, as long as you save me back to the Marquis of Yongchun, I beg my father to pass on the position of son to you."

"Really crazy?"

He Pingan didn't expect that Wu Fan would go completely crazy in just one month.

You know, my predecessor also persisted in this for half a year before he died.

But after thinking about it, he also understood, what kind of life Wu Fan lived in the past, and what kind of life he is living now.

The gap is so different, the nerves of ordinary people may not be able to bear it.

With a thought, the spiritual consciousness entered Wu Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, sorting out the disordered spiritual consciousness in his sea of ​​consciousness, and Wu Fan's eyes gradually became clear.

Even if he died, he had to die clearly.

"It's you."

Wu Fan saw the person in front of him clearly, his face was covered with scars, as if he saw a demon, and he was terrified.

Infused with a ray of spiritual power by He Pingan, all the pain was magnified a hundred times, making him in agony.

So he chose to hit the wall to commit suicide, but found that the spiritual power kept bringing vitality, even if he committed suicide, he would not be able to obtain it.

Instead, it brought endless pain to his body.

"Boom!"

His knees softened, and he knelt in front of He Ping'an and begged, "Master He Xian, it was all my fault back then. I have no eyes and no eyes, and I deserve to die."

"Clap clap clap!"

Wu Fan slapped himself hard, his face was black and blue, and then begged: "I just want to die quickly, please make it happen."

He knew that He Pingan couldn't let him go, and he had already given up hope of surviving.

"In that case, as you wish."

Seeing Wu Fan's begging at this time, He Ping'an's heart was extremely happy, and the obsession in his body seemed to become lighter.

Gently pinching Fa Jue, immediately retracted the spiritual power in Wu Fan's body.

"Ahhh"

With the disappearance of the spiritual power, the erysipelas invaded the internal organs, Wu Fan let out a series of screams, and the pain caused him to curl up into a ball, rolling wildly back and forth on the ground.

It wasn't until an hour later that Wu Fan stopped rolling, his seven orifices were bleeding, his face was black, and he died.

"call"

With Wu Fan's death, the last ray of obsession left in his body by his predecessor disappeared without a trace. He Pingan suddenly felt refreshed, and his mana was running a little faster.

"He has no obsession with Jiang Yuyan."

He Pingan was a little strange, the obsession in his body completely disappeared, which showed that his predecessor didn't have much hatred for Jiang Yuyan.

But after thinking about it, I figured it out.

Her predecessor admired Jiang Yuyan's beauty, tried her best to please her, and tolerated her without a bottom line. Even if she died, she would not dare to have the slightest resentment towards her "goddess".

Isn't this licking a dog?
He reconfirmed with his spiritual sense that Wu Fan was indeed completely cold, and then his body turned into nothingness and left here.

At this time, he also knew that why Wu Fan was so obsessed with him, it was actually because of Jiang Yuyan's pillow talk.

Jiang Yuyan urged Wu Fan to send someone to kill her, but failed three times in a row.

Later, Jiang Yuyan disappeared, but Wu Fan became obsessed with He Pingan, who had been in the drug testing department for eight years.

He Pingan lived for a day, and his thoughts were not clear. He must not let He Pingan come out alive and became his obsession, so he planned Zhang San's matter.

……

I don't know how many miles away from Xuanyang City, on the wide official road.

An astonishingly imposing general in red armor was galloping on horses with three thousand soldiers under his command. Suddenly his heart trembled and his expression changed dramatically.

"Roar!"

General Chijia roared to the sky, his voice was full of anger and endless pain.

"No matter who kills Fan'er, I will kill him."

Anger rose into the sky, the sound shook the sky and the earth, and the powerful true essence burst out, tearing all the white clouds above his head into pieces.

"Come back later, I'll take a step first."

He suppressed the anger in his heart, gave an order to the soldiers behind him, left the dragon-scaled horse, jumped up, with one ups and downs, he was several miles away, and he ran dozens of miles away in a blink of an eye.

On the second day, Wu Fan's body was discovered by the captain. His death did not cause any disturbance. It is normal for several people to die every day in the drug testing department.

According to Colonel Sha, this bastard should have died a long time ago. If the corpse hadn't been taken away by the Alchemy Division, he really wanted to whip the corpse to vent his anger.
Seven days later, the avatar who stayed in Xuanyang City sent a message that Marquis Yongchun had returned to the capital.

Marquis Yongchun suddenly returned to Xuanyang City without being summoned by Emperor Jiaming, causing an uproar in the capital.

Since the founding of Daxuan, there has been an ancestral system, the princes and generals guard the border, and they cannot return to Beijing unless they are called, otherwise they will be regarded as conspiracy.

Xuanyang City is full of turmoil. It depends on how Emperor Jiaming, who has not been in court for 13 years, handles this matter.

Yongchun Marquis Mansion, the backyard.

"Woooo."

"Master Hou, you are finally back."

"You don't know, that murderous man pretended to be Fan'er, took most of the gold and silver from the Hou's mansion, and almost insulted me."

"Fortunately, the red-robed real person made a timely move to stop him, otherwise, the servants would not be able to see you."

"woooooo"

As soon as Marquis Yongchun came back, Wu Yangshi cried out in front of him, vomited out all the grievances of so many days.

"Qiu'er, it's good that you're fine."

"I have wronged you all these years."

Seeing Wu Yangshi, Marquis Yongchun's gloomy eyes showed a rare tenderness.

After the death of his first wife, Wu Yang was chosen by him personally. He treated Wu Fan very well and stayed alone in the vacant house for many years without any complaints.

To this day, he is still extremely satisfied with his choice.

"Master Hou, it doesn't matter to me."

"It's just that Fan'er is still missing, do you know where he went?"

Wu Yang asked with concern.

"Fan'er is dead."

As soon as he mentioned this, Marquis Yongchun's heart was pierced like a knife. His only son died for no apparent reason.

Hearing that Marquis Yongchun said that Wu Fan was dead, Wu Yang's eyes flashed an unbearable joy, which was fleeting.

"what!"

"This is impossible, how could Fan Er die, he is still so young."

Wu Yang's face turned pale instantly, his eyes were straightened, and the corners of his mouth were bitten by teeth, and a trace of blood flowed out, and he didn't seem to notice it.

If He Pingan was on the scene, he would definitely applaud Wu Yang's actress-level acting skills.

The rapid changes and high acting skills can only be competed with by Qingxia Manyu.

It has to be her abnormal performance, and Qingxia Manyu's extraordinary performance.

(End of this chapter)