Meng Fansen echoed on the side: "Xiao Yang*, you are so impulsive! No matter what, you should discuss it with us first!"

When Xiao Yang heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

Meng Fansen and Liu Changlin were completely afraid that Zhang Tielin would die, so the Zhang family attacked and implicated them.

"Haha, don't worry, you two, I am responsible for what I, Xiao Yang, do, and I will never take you two!"

After hearing this, Meng Fansen and Liu Changlin breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Fansen gently patted Xiao Yang's shoulder, and then said in the tone of an elder to the younger generation: "Xiao Yang*, you have to know that we are not afraid of getting angry, but now the martial arts world is already in chaos, and I don't want to give you more trouble!"

Xiao Yang didn't make a sound, but had a playful smile on his face.

He thought that Meng Fansen brought him to this martial arts world to answer the mystery that had troubled him for a long time, but after such a long time of contact, Meng Fansen and Liu Changlin kept silent about the matter of the Xiao family, which was equivalent to putting him under house arrest in the Liu family and blocking all the news to him.

He now felt more and more that Meng Fansen and Liu Changlin were not trying to protect his safety, but had other plans!

In the bedroom.

After Zhang Susu took Zhang Tielin the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, she kept waiting beside the bed, putting her two fingers on Zhang Tielin's pulse, observing the recovery of Zhang Tielin's meridians.

Zhang Muzhi was not proficient in medical science, but had a heavy face and asked from time to time: "Sister, how are grandpa?"

Zhang Susu's two frowns, and her face was filled with sorrow, she sighed slightly, "I'm afraid the situation is not good!"

Zhang Susu once read the effects of the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill in the information she collected. It should have taken effect very quickly. However, after Zhang Tielin took it, the damaged meridians still showed no sign of recovery.

Zhang Muzhi was stunned and stood there in a daze, with his eyes blank, "Can they say... grandpa..."

Zhang Tielin, who was in a coma, suddenly let out a violent cough, and the dark and sticky blood in his mouth kept gushing out.

Zhang Susu panickedly helped Zhang Tielin wipe the blood with her handkerchief, and then whispered: "Grandpa..."

Zhang Tielin slowly opened his eyes as if he was looking back, but his breath was still weak. He closed his pale lips and made a slight sound from his mouth, "Su Su, are you back?"

After many years, Zhang Susu heard this familiar call again, and a sourness surged in her heart, tears burst out from her eyes. She still nodded vigorously, and then her slender fingers tightly held Zhang Tielin's big hand, "Grandpa, I'm back!"

Zhang Tielin seemed to have used all his strength, and a charitable smile squeezed out from his weak face, and then said powerlessly: "It's good to be back!"

Zhang Muzhi walked up to him, knelt down beside the bed, and said with guilt, "Grandpa, it's all my fault, otherwise you won't..."

Before he could finish his words, his strong body trembled and sobbed silently.

"It's not your fault for this! Even if this happens, my deadline is approaching and I won't live long..."

Zhang Tielin said as if he was deliberately comforting his grandson.

Zhang Muzhi lowered his head and let tears flow down his cheeks, unable to speak.
Chapter completed!