"I don't know, can I meet people from the Holy Medicine Clan?"

Ye Haochuan whispered.

Bai Qiusheng was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "Do you want to compete with them in medical skills?"

Since ancient times, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. This is the same as the path of medicine.

Everyone has a competitive spirit, but there is nothing strange about it.

"I just want to see and see!"

Ye Haochuan replied casually without explaining it in detail.

Bai Qiusheng smiled and reminded: "The people from this Holy Medicine Clan have a very strange temper. If you really want to meet, remember not to have conflicts with them."

"He doesn't conflict with me, so I naturally won't conflict with him!"

Ye Haochuan said unconsciously.

Bai Qiusheng smiled bitterly and said, "I mean, even if he provokes you, you'd better not contradict him."

"Is this Holy Medicine Clan extremely powerful, even a holy king like you is so afraid?"

Ye Haochuan said strangely.

"The strength of the Holy Medicine Clan is not in terms of cultivation, but in their medical skills. From ancient times to the present, they have been the peak of medical skills among the Five Capitals. Many strong people have thanked them for saving their lives and owe them favors. If you offend the Holy Medicine Clan, you can say that you offend the strong people in the Five Capitals."

Bai Qiusheng is very solemn and authentic.

Ye Haochuan fell silent in an instant.

In the path of medicine, it takes great convenience. Saving lives can naturally gain protection from others.

The Holy Medicine Clan has been operating in Wudu for countless tens of thousands of years, and the network of people here has probably reached an unimaginable level.

"What do I do if I think so much, I don't really want to offend them!"

Ye Haochuan suddenly laughed at himself.

Thinking of this, Ye Haochuan's desire to see the Holy Medicine Clan has subsided a lot.

It’s not that I’m afraid of the Holy Medicine Clan, but that I don’t want to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Since that's the case, I'd better go back and prepare first!"

After saying goodbye, Ye Haochuan turned around and left the Bai family.

As soon as he flew out, Ye Haochuan suddenly saw two people flying towards him.

One of the middle-aged people is three-part similar to Bai Qiusheng. It is estimated that he should be Bai Qiusheng's son.

The other one is a young man with a rebellious face.

The young man looked only in his thirties, his face was not handsome, and he had a faint sense of coldness.

The middle-aged man looked anxious and wanted to urge the young man to get faster, but the young man ignored him and still walked slowly.

"The Holy Medicine Clan? Be proud of your favor!"

Ye Haochuan glanced at the young man and sneered in his heart.

The original intention of making friends with the Holy Medicine Clan was completely gone here.

The young man seemed to feel Ye Haochuan's gaze, glanced at Ye Haochuan, his eyes full of contempt, as if Ye Haochuan was not in his eyes at all.

The two passed each other without any communication.

"etc!"

Ye Haochuan suddenly frowned and shouted.

The young man stopped, turned around lazily, and glanced at Ye Haochuan.

Without saying anything, it seemed that even a word to Ye Haochuan would lose his identity.

"Who are you kids? How dare you yell in the Bai family's territory? Get out of here quickly. If my big business is delayed, I can't spare you!"

The middle-aged man looked angry and stared at Ye Haochuan.

Although the family had already reported that Bai Qiusheng's injuries had been taken into control, he was a little unbelievable.

The people from the Holy Medicine Clan have not arrived yet, Bai Qiusheng is so heavy

How can I recover from my injury?

With this suspicion, he became more anxious.

Along the way, he urged the young man from the Holy Medicine tribe around him many times, but this guy was not willing to go faster, so he was so anxious that he was going crazy.

Now that it is finally here, Ye Haochuan suddenly appears, how can he not be angry?

Ye Haochuan did not pay attention to the middle-aged man, but looked at the young man from the Holy Medicine Clan and asked, "Where does the breath on your body come from?"

Yes, he suddenly called the young man because of the breath of the latter.

The aura that made him particularly familiar with and would never admit his mistakes - Xiaolian!

At that time, Ye Haochuan first met in Taiyi Realm, Xiaolian.

Xiaolian saved him and followed him to explore the Taiyi Realm.

It was only later that Ye Haochuan went to save Xiao Lei in Baize City and entrusted Xiaolian to Qiyuan.

Later, Ye Haochuan never saw Xiaolian again.

He didn't expect that this time he felt Xiaolian's breath again, it was actually in the body of a young man in the Taichu Realm.

When the young man heard Ye Haochuan's words, his contemptuous eyes suddenly burst into anger.

What made him angry was not the question itself, but Ye Haochuan's questioning tone.

Who is he, the leader of the younger generation of the Holy Medicine Clan, even the Holy King on one side, will be treated very well when he sees him. Who dares to talk to him in this tone?

"Kill him!"

The young man did not answer Ye Haochuan's question, but said in a commanding tone to the middle-aged man beside him.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, obviously disgusted with the tone of the young man, but he had something to ask for, so how could he dare to go against the young man's intentions and immediately wanted to take action.

But at this moment, a chubby woman suddenly appeared in front of the middle-aged man and said with displeasure: "Dad, what are you doing?"

"This kid is playing wild on the Bai family territory and hits the distinguished guest of the Holy Medicine Clan. I want to kill him!"

The middle-aged man said in a muffled voice.

"He is the benefactor who saved his grandfather. If you kill him, would you guess grandfather would beat you to death?"

Bai Ling's voice was strange and authentic.

The middle-aged man was stunned and stared at Ye Haochuan in a daze, saying in disbelief: "You mean, this kid saved your grandfather? How is this possible?"

"Do I need to lie to you?"

Bai Lingzu pouted and said.

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't care about anything else, so he turned around and rushed into the Bai family.

The young man from the Holy Medicine clan frowned slightly, obviously very unhappy, and flew into the Bai family.

"You haven't answered my question yet!"

Ye Haochuan flashed, instantly blocking the young man, and said with a calm face.

"Get out!"

The young man hummed silently.

Grandma, I'm shameless, right?

Ye Haochuan was immediately angry, and his right hand stretched out instantly, grabbed the young man's collar, and lifted the latter up.

The young man's face changed wildly and he struggled desperately.

But his strength is just the peak of the ordinary Heavenly Venerable. In Ye Haochuan's hands, where can he have any room for struggle?

Dantian was forcibly suppressed by Ye Haochuan, and he could not use his divine power, so he could only dance like a monkey.

"Huh? Why is it gone again?"

Ye Haochuan was suddenly stunned and felt it carefully again. Now that he could not feel Xiaolian's breath anymore.

Strange, I clearly felt it clearly just now, why did it suddenly...

Could it be that I felt it wrong?

Ye Haochuan was full of doubts.
Chapter completed!