The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

"It's you! Tang Yu!"

　　 The middle-aged man looked embarrassed, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

　　 Liang Yan smiled slightly and said: "I didn't expect that this person who secretly attacked Mrs. Miao's family was actually your Meng Deyi!"

Speaking of this, Meng Deyi was recruited into the Miao Mansion with him. Liang Yan did not notice the aura of spiritual power fluctuations in his body at the time, but at this moment, this person's cultivation level is unobstructed. He is a cultivator of the fifth level of Qi refining. !

　　 "I'm really curious, how did you hide your breath, even I did not hide it!" Liang Yan stared at Meng Deyi, and said lightly.

Meng Deyi's thoughts turned sharply, and he suddenly clasped his fists and said: "I just got a little side-by-side spell. I want to come to this Miao Mansion to be rich and prosperous. But I didn't expect this Miao Mansion to have an old relationship with the predecessors. I really don't know Taishan. Please forgive me once, and Meng will retreat and vowed to never set foot in the capital again!"

　　 With Meng Deyi's cultivation base, I can't actually see where Liang Yan's realm is, but he knows that this person's supernatural power cultivation must be much higher than his own, so he decisively corresponds to the "predecessor".

　　 Liang Yan smiled and said, "There are so many lies, do you think I will believe you?"

　　 As soon as his voice fell, the person disappeared. Meng Deyi's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly looked around, but suddenly found a generous hand that had lightly patted his shoulder.

　　 It is this light tap, the spiritual power in Meng Deyi's body is like boiling snow, instantly melted away, and even the dantian meridians are all sealed.

　　 Liang Yan immediately sealed Meng Deyi, not to mention any more. He just turned the figure and threw the man in his own room, and then used the wall-through technique to turn around the previous vermilion attic.

　　 At this time, the face of the middle-aged beautiful woman on the big bed has improved a lot. Not only has her pulse recovered, her breathing is steady, and even the black air on her lips and nails has gradually faded.

Liang Yan walked to the bed and gently absorbed a trace of spiritual energy to restore her body injury, and then took a silver needle from the side, picked a few insignificant acupuncture points on her body, and pretended to poke a few needles. .

　　 After finishing this, he collected everything, turned around and pushed open the attic door.

　　 Squeak!

　　 The sound of the opening of the door seemed to have waited ten thousand years in Miao Suwen's heart.

　　 Not only her, but the others outside the room, including Miao Yue, turned their heads and looked at it at the same time. Although he didn't trust Liang Yan from the bottom of his heart, and felt that it is impossible for a scholar to know how to treat illnesses, he still had one in ten thousand hopes.

　　 Seeing Liang Yanfeng's calm appearance at this time, everyone's hearts were tight. Miao Su asked the first one and asked nervously: "Sir, how is my mother?"

　　 Liang Yan smiled slightly and said: "Lingtang is no longer a serious problem, but he has recovered from a serious illness and is weak, and he needs to rest for a few more days."

　　 "This is true!"

　　 There was a loud shout, but it was not Miao Suwen who said this, but Miao Yue behind her.

As soon as he spoke, Miao Yue consciously failed to speak. He cared about his beloved wife’s condition, regardless of his identity, stepped forward and bowed his hand to Liang Yan, carefully asking: "Miao is too anxious, please don’t blame your husband! I don’t know his wife’s condition. Has it improved?"

　　 Liang Yan smiled and said, "It's okay, you will know your wife's condition as soon as you enter it."

　　 Miao Yue nodded repeatedly, ignoring the people present, and walked directly into the attic, and Miao Suwen naturally followed Miao Yue, with a pretty face full of tension and expectation.

　　 At this moment, the middle-aged beautiful woman on the bed frowned slightly, coughed slightly, and finally woke up!

She opened her eyes and saw the father and daughter beside her. There was a slight smile on her face, but then she showed a hint of confusion, and asked softly: "What's wrong with me? How can I lie in the daytime? Here...the body is still a little weak?"

"Madam, don't worry!" Seeing that she was still struggling to get out of bed, Miao Yue hurried forward and patted her shoulder gently, and said softly: "Madam has recovered from a serious illness, and now her body is very weak. Lie down on the bed for a while, and I immediately ordered someone to cook a bowl of ginseng soup."

　　 Miao Yue snorted, and a family member entered immediately outside the door, received his order, and hurriedly retreated.

The beautiful woman on the bed didn't know what was going on. Seeing Miao Suwen's eyes were red, she couldn't help feeling softened. She reached out and touched her forehead, and said softly, "What happened? Look at your child in a hurry! "

Miao Su asked in a choked voice, and told the beautiful woman all the things in the past few days in detail. The beautiful woman was a little scared and murmured: "So the mother is succumbed to evil... ."

　　 She suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked, "Where is the gentleman who helped my mother to heal? Help me get up quickly, I want to thank others!"

Miao Suwen wiped a tear and looked back, but saw that Liang Yan had already stepped into the house, and smiled: "It's just a matter of hand, don't have to be so polite. I still have something to ask Master Miao. I don't know if I can take a step. speak?"

　　 Miao Yue has basically recovered his calm at this moment, and said with a smile: "Naturally, Mr. Tang, please come with me."

He turned Liang Yan onto the second floor of the attic, sat down in an elegant study, and made a cup of tea for Liang Yan, and then smiled and said, "Mr. Few people can compare it. Miao Mou uses tea instead of wine. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com first toast Mr. a glass!"

　　 "Master Miao has a good reputation!" Liang Yan smiled and took a sip of the tea on the table.

Miao Yue said: "Mr. is such a talented person. It is really a shame to be a clerk in my house. I would like to ask my husband to be a purple-clothed consecration and enjoy the highest courtesy. I don’t need to pay attention to some trivial matters on weekdays, but I’m just encountering the situation today. In the event of a situation, please be able to help him!"

　　 Liang Yan smiled non-committal, and suddenly asked: "If Master Miao went home without taking leave today, what mission should he have originally?"

Miao Yue hesitated for a while. After all, he didn't think it was a big deal. He said, "Today, Miao was originally going to submit the list of this'tea tasting party', but because of my wife's family affairs, he had to return home temporarily. In the end, one of my adjutants did it for me."

　　 "That's it!" Liang Yan heard Miao Yue's words, and he already had some guesses in his heart.

　　 At this moment, a family member hurriedly ran up outside the attic, shouting from a distance before reaching downstairs:

　　 "My lord, you have something important to report!"

　　 "What's the matter? It's frizzy, come up!" Miao Yue scolded.

　　 The Ding responded and hurriedly went up to the second floor. After seeing Liang Yan, he was slightly taken aback, but he immediately reached Miao Yue's ear and said something softly.

　　 Miao Yue's face changed, and he blurted out:

　　 "What! Why did he come?"