The God Of Medicine Son-in-law

"I say, Master Han, I have told you everything. You can just hand over this disciple of your sect. I really have something very important to discuss with her. " Xiao Chen did not want to be entangled with Han Yiqiao on this matter anymore.    

    

Hearing this, Han Yiqiao's face revealed killing intent.    

    

"It's useless for you to tell me this. I have long hated that heartless man from back then. There is no good thing in your Xiao family. I will kill you!"    

    

After saying that, the Yuan Qi in her body shook, and she immediately charged towards Xiao Chen.    

    

Xiao Chen felt somewhat helpless. He had asked all these questions for nothing. Then why did she have to do this?    

    

No, he could only brace himself and accept the challenge.    

    

Obviously, the opponent's strength was already above Xiao Chen's.    

    

Xiao Chen was only able to resist for a while because he was cultivating his illness.    

    

However, Han Yiqiao's fierce attack made him feel that it was very difficult to defend against it.    

    

So if this continued, he would definitely be defeated.    

    

Xiao Chen hurriedly put on a desperate look. The sickness in his body was circulated to the extreme. A huge black ball appeared between his hands.    

    

"Go!" He roared in a low voice.    

    

Suddenly, the black ball flew towards Han Yiqiao.    

    

Han Yiqiao was not a pushover either. Immediately, a red force condensed in her hand and blocked the black ball.    

    

It did not take long for the black ball to be pushed back.    

    

Xiao Chen took advantage of the time when she was dealing with the black ball and disappeared.    

    

"Sect Master, that thief has escaped!"    

    

The Great Elder said from behind.    

    

"Flee? He would never be able to escape. In the battle just now, I have already planted the poison of the Vermilion Infant Flower on his body, but it has already disappeared in less than half. He's going to die from the poison, and only I can save him!" Han Yiqiao had a confident look on her face.    

    

"Sect Master is really smart. A rat like him is not a match for you at all. It's just that both of them are..." The Great Elder seemed to be a little worried.    

    

"Don't be afraid. How big of a wave can that old man create by himself? Wait for me to recover a little, I will immediately go out and chase him back." Han Yiqiao said coldly.    

    

"Sect Master is indeed a good plan! Then we shall wait here for the Sect Master's good news!" The Great Elder quickly knelt down.    

    

Han Yiqiao, on the other hand, smiled lightly.    

    

Just as they were relaxing, Xiao Chen suddenly came out from the ground.    

    

He sent Han Yiqiao flying with a single punch.    

    

After that, the sickness wrapped around her body and hung her in the air.    

    

"Oh no, protect the Sect Master!" The Great Elder shouted in a panic.    

    

However, it was no longer of any use. Han Yiqiao had already been firmly grabbed by Xiao Chen.    

    

"Don't waste your energy. All of you together are no match for me." Xiao Chen, who was standing on a pine tree, smiled faintly.    

    

"How is it, Sect Master Han? Can you bring me to see this traitor in your sect now?" Xiao Chen looked at her with a smile.    

    

"Despicable person, you are exactly the same as that heartless man in the past. He lied to me like this!" Han Yiqiao's wrinkled face was full of grievance.    

    

It was as if she was about to cry.    

    

If it was a young girl, Xiao Chen might have some changes in his heart.    

    

At least he would have that kind of tender feelings for the fairer sex.    

    

And now that he knew that this was an old demon over two hundred years old, there was no need to pity him.    

    

"Alright, Sect Master Han, don't play any tricks in front of me. Hurry up, I don't have the patience to waste time with you. If I accidentally drop you off Mount E Yu, then I won't be responsible. " Xiao Chen teased.    

    

"Hmph! Anyway, I have lived enough. If you want to kill me... Then just kill me. It's just the poison in your body. I'm afraid that there's no one in this world who can cure it " Han Yiqiao suddenly revealed a strange smile on her face.    

    

"Oh, you mean this?" As Xiao Chen spoke, a bright red flower appeared in his hand.    

    

"What? Except for me, the Vermillion Infant Flowers melt into the skin of anyone they meet. Why can you hold it in your hand without any effect? Could it be that you are not a man, but a woman and have also cultivated the Nine Yin Mystic Scripture?" Han Yiqiao looked at the flower in Xiao Chen's hand in shock.    

    

"What do you mean? I am a man, how can I be a daughter? Why? I will allow you to use this Vermillion Infant Flower, but not others?" Xiao Chen smiled faintly.    

    

"Alright, since you won't say anything, then this Great Elder... Tell me, or else your Sect Chief will die. It might be a very troublesome matter, but I don't care. However, it seems like no one in your entire sect has a cultivation base that can be used. Your Sect Leader is gone. It'll be very difficult when the time comes. " Xiao Chen didn't seem to care at all.    

    

The illness in his hand was faintly discernible, as if he could not hold on and Han Yiqiao directly fell from the mountain.    

    

"Gong Yue, don't believe him. I have the divine skill to protect my body. I won't die from falling!" Han Yiqiao hurriedly said to the Great Elder Gong Yue.    

    

" Oh? You have a godly technique to protect your body? How about this?" Xiao Chen said, and a few silver lights flickered in his hand.    

    

He directly inserted them into Han Yiqiao's acupuncture points.    

    

"Now all of your meridians have been sealed by me, and no trace of Yuan Qi can be circulated. I don't know if your divine skill can still protect you like this."    

    

Xiao Chen looked at Han Yiqiao indifferently.    

    

"What a fast technique!" On the other hand, Gong Yue was stunned by Xiao Chen's silver needle technique.    

    

"You brat, you will die a horrible death!" Han Yiqiao started to curse.    

    

"Alright, Great Elder Gong, what do you think? You still don't want to hand him over?" Xiao Chen did not pay attention to Han Yiqiao.    

    

"Gong Yue, you can't hand him over. If you hand him over, the reputation of our Emei Sect will be ruined!" Han Yiqiao said while gnashing her teeth in anger.    

    

"Hand it over or not?" Xiao Chen said as he let go of the illness in his hand a little more. Han Yiqiao was just a little bit away from falling down.    

    

"I will hand it over!" Gong Yue's forehead was already covered in cold sweat.    

    

"Gong Yue! You won't listen to me anymore, right? How can you hand over that traitor? She is a traitor, so she should live forever underground! " Han Yiqiao immediately became furious.    

    

But now, other than her mouth being able to speak, her body was completely under Xiao Chen's control, and she could not do anything else.    

    

"Bring Wang Cuilan up here!" Gong Yue ordered.    

    

After that, a few female disciples entered the main hall. In a short while, a skinny girl, who had been tortured to the point of being neither human nor ghost, was brought up.    

    

Her hands and feet were still covered with heavy shackles and there was no freedom at all.