After the divorce, Leng Yan’s CEO kneeled down and begged for remarriage.

"So what if Lian Shanglong is the head of the Lian family? If you offend the master, you still have to wait for death!"

"Sooner or later, I will become as awesome a person as Master!"

Lan Linger secretly swore in her heart.

"Lan Yatou, don't listen to your master's nonsense."

"If he was really that awesome, there would be no need to leave Lian Shanglong with a chance of survival!"

Suddenly, Jian Aoshi, who was supposed to leave with the Lian family, suddenly appeared behind the two of them.

Lan Ling'er frowned slightly and said, "You didn't go with that old man?"

"The reason why I came down the mountain is to wait for your master to refine the realm-breaking pill."

"Since your master is gone, there's no point in me staying there."

After Jian Aoshi finished explaining, he raised his head and looked at Lin Yue and said, "Boy Lin, you were so tough in what you just said. Why did you give Lian Shanglong a chance to turn around before leaving?"

"Although I don't care much about Lian Shanglong's life or death, Liancheng is a very useful chess piece."

"I just want to take this opportunity to let him do something for me."

Lin Yue smiled honestly, not hiding her thoughts at all.

"Master, do you want to use Liancheng's hand to test the reality of Dragon City?"

Lan Linger suddenly thought of a possibility.

Lin Yue glanced at Lan Ling'er in surprise and said, "You are quite smart. I do have this plan. But it's not a test, but an invitation!"

"Invitation? Boy, let me advise you. The water in Dragon City is very deep. Even I don't dare to step into it easily."

"Your injuries haven't healed yet. I think you'd better not get yourself burned!"

Jian Aoshi persuaded him with a serious face.

Lin Yue smiled and teased: "Mr. Jian, do you ever give in?"

"Although I'm crazy, I'm not a fool."

"This Dragon City is guarded by four war gods. Each of them has hundreds of thousands of Dragon City troops under their command, not to mention the supreme Dragon Lord who is suspected of having stepped into the realm of gods!

"Such a super powerful force, even if I have the support of Jiange behind me, I wouldn't dare to provoke him easily!"

When it comes to Dragon City, even Jian Aoshi, who has always been aloof and arrogant, has fear in his eyes.

"Is this Dragon City really that scary?"

Lan Ling'er doesn't believe in evil.

"It's not scary, it's pretty scary."

Jian Aoshi said with a solemn expression, "However, if I can succeed in being promoted to Grand Master this time, I don't have to be so afraid."

Perhaps realizing that he had exaggerated Long Cheng too much, Jian Aoshi came to make amends for himself.

"Master, I think you should stop doing this."

"If someone from Dragon City discovers it, then..."

When Lan Ling'er heard Mr. Jiandu say this, she started to get a little nervous.

"Silly girl, don't worry."

"Don't say that Liancheng is just a mere captain of the Dragon City Guards. Even the four war gods would not dare to act presumptuously in front of me!"

Lin Yue spoke with a faint smile, not caring at all.

"Just brag, you think you are the Dragon Lord!"

"Besides, even if the long-lost Dragon Lord really returns as a king, it may not be a problem."

"The four war gods are no longer what they used to be. Whether they will obey the Dragon Lord is still a question!"

Jian Aoshi smiled disdainfully.

From ancient times to the present, no matter whether it is a dynasty or an aristocratic family, what they fear most is that their subordinates’ high achievements will shock their master!

But in the four years since the Dragon Lord disappeared, these four war gods have indeed become less than one person and more than ten thousand people!

The current achievements of every war god are not inferior to the Dragon Lord.

"If it's true as you said, then these four people will have no choice but to step down from their positions as gods of war!"

There was an unquestionable tone in Lin Yue's tone.

Although Dragon City was not built by him, he cultivated these four war gods.

He can create gods, and he can also drive them off their thrones!

Creating and destroying gods is just a matter of Lin Yue's thoughts!

"Next, where are we going?"

Jian Aoshi didn't want to hear his bragging anymore, so he changed the topic specifically.

"Ling'er and I will go back to the Medical Alliance first. As for you... it would be better to go to the hospital and stay by Mr. Lian's side."

"I'm afraid he won't survive long after I leave! With you there, you can at least hang on to his life!"

Lin Yue gave a bad laugh.

"What? Are you kidding me? You want me to be a nanny for someone named Lian, and I won't go!"

Jian Aoshi snorted coldly and decisively refused.

He had just finished showing off in front of Lian's family and left. If he was asked to protect Lian Shanglong again, wouldn't this be like slapping himself in the face?

Don’t you, the dignified ancestor of Jiange, not care about face?

"One month! As long as you agree, I can lend you Zhan Shen for one month!"

Lin Yue seemed to have known his reaction, so he took the Broken Blade God Slayer off his back and handed it to Jian Aoshi.

"Okay! I agree to this deal, ancestor!"

"However, I am only responsible for his safety. I don't care about anything else."

Jian Aoshi took over Zhanshen, looking like he couldn't put it down.

"This is enough!"

"By the way, anyone in the hospital who wants to do harm to the Lian family or the Lian family's father, you don't have to hold back, just kill them without mercy!" Lin Yue said with a cold glint in his eyes.

"it is good!"

Aoshi, who was holding the God-Slaying Sword in his hand, nodded, and disappeared in just a few breaths as his figure leaped.

……

Jinling, at the entrance of the First Affiliated Hospital.

Liancheng drove his Mercedes-Benz G all the way and stopped downstairs in the inpatient department with an almost violent sudden stop.

"Brother, you are finally here."

As soon as Liancheng got out of the car, a young woman wearing a goose-yellow dress, with a slim body, skin as white as snow, and a beautiful face came up to her.

The young woman frowned slightly, her eyes as bright as autumn water filled with a hint of worry.

The look of pity on her face makes people unconsciously want to rub her into their arms and take good care of her.

And this charming young woman is none other than Lian Cheng’s sister Lian Zhiyu!

"Sister, grandpa was fine when he came from Yanjing, why did he suddenly fall ill?"

Seeing Lian Zhiyu's worried look, Liancheng hurriedly asked.

Hearing this, Lian Zhiyu smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know that either. Uncle Wu only said on the phone that grandpa's old illness has relapsed, and he asked me to notify you to come over as soon as possible."

"Forget it, let's talk about it first when we get to the ward!"

"I always feel that there is something strange about Grandpa's illness this time!" Liancheng frowned.

On the [-]th floor of the inpatient department, outside the special care ward.

Wu Ming kept pacing back and forth at the door of the ward. This martial arts master who had always kept his mood and anger secretive, now had a face full of anxiety.

"Why hasn't Master Lian come yet?"

"If this continues, the old chief won't be able to hold on much longer!"

After Lian Shanglong fainted, Wu Ming rushed him to the hospital without stopping.

But after the doctor's diagnosis, the old man not only had a recurrence of his old disease, but his condition was several times more serious than before.

Even if he repeatedly ordered the director of the hospital to save the old man's life.

However, the dean still insisted that the old man had no way to save himself this time!

Not long to live!