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Chapter 3395

Meng Zilong also felt that it made some sense and nodded in agreement.

Xiao Yang said again: "Besides, the reason why the Great Elder used fake medicine to deceive you was because he was to deal with the Secret Lord. There should be no holiday between that guy and the Secret Lord, otherwise he would not have to help you with Miss Wu's matter."

Mencius Long thought for a moment and said in a straight voice: "Then let's feed this elixir to He Huan and try it!"

After he said that, he saw Xiao Yang nodding, and then bent down and fed the pill in his palm into He Huan's mouth.

He Huan's body had already become cold as ice after being parked for many days. After the pill entered the mouth, Xiao Yang and Meng Zilong's eyes were focused on He Huan's body. After a few breaths, the scars on He Huan's body gradually began to heal at a speed that the naked eye could see, and there were traces of breathing on his chest.

After seeing this scene in front of him, Meng Zilong and Xiao Yang breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Then, He Huan's eyes opened slightly. It was true that the true essence of his body had not yet returned to his position, and the luster in his eyes was dull and there was no slight light.

Then Mencius Long took out the porcelain bottle containing He Huan's true essence and released the true essence sealed in the porcelain bottle. After a moment when the true essence that turned into a wisp of blue smoke lingered in He Huan's room, it flew towards He Huan's brow, and in the blink of an eye it merged into He Huan's brow.

Menciuslong called He Huan's name anxiously, and after several calls, He Huan's lips closed slightly, and the brilliance in his eyes gradually recovered, but his face was still pale, as if the great injury had just recovered.

"Young Master, I am...where is this?"

He Huan said weakly, and he turned his head slightly, saw the familiar decorations beside him, and then asked in confusion: "Young Master, how did I return to the Meng family?"

"You were seriously injured and stepped on the gate of hell. You should recover from the injury first. Don't worry about other matters. When your injury is healed, I will tell you what happened!"

Mencius Long said earnestly.

He Huan nodded slightly obediently, as if he could not even raise the strength to speak, and he did not say anything.

After Mencius Long settled He Huan, he walked out of the room with Xiao Yang.

"Do you have something to tell me?"

Xiao Yang asked in a deep voice.

He noticed Mencius Long's sad face, as if he had something to do.

Meng Zilong did not hide it, but nodded slightly and said, "This time we have eliminated a helper around the second elder. With my understanding of the second elder, he will definitely not give up. He should have a good life for you and me in the future!"

Xiao Yang couldn't help but sneer and said, "That guy Song Tianqi went to find the Second Elder to bring reinforcements, but the Second Elder ignored him. Isn't this equivalent to breaking his right hand? And if this matter is to be investigated, it will never be investigated on me. We are for the Wu family, but in the end I didn't get any benefits, but you can hold the beauty back!"

After hearing this, Meng Zilong showed a look of embarrassment on his face, "Indeed! This matter is related to me, but you are also involved in it, and it is difficult to get out!"

When Xiao Yang heard this, he felt that thousands of grass and mud horses were rushing by, secretly greeting all of Mencius Long's ancestors. Mencius Long had to beg him to agree at that time, but he did not expect that he would cause such trouble to himself again now.

If he hadn't known that with his current cultivation level, he would have definitely not be able to beat Meng Zilong, otherwise he would have to press this guy to the ground and beat him up.
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