Seeing his favorite Yuer's reaction at this moment, Tuoba Yang suddenly felt a pain in his heart. Over the years, he has tried his best to think about the other party, but have you ever seen her show such an expression to him? The man named Huang Hao in front of him was just the first time he met, which made her look like a young daughter, which made Tuoba Yang depressed and a little jealous.

However, he couldn't appreciate Huang Hao, just because at this moment, he really didn't dare to talk to Yu'er about the word "like" again. If he really liked it, he would never let Yulong leave before. After all, in his heart, the master's sect is still more important than Yu'er.

"I'm sorry, Yu'er..." He looked at Grandma Huanxi silently, his eyes full of guilt and apology.

"Didn't I survive?" Grandma Huanxi smiled sweetly and comforted her softly: "I still want to thank you for coming in time." This smile was stunning. Even the most beautiful flowers in the world were not as good as the dimples smile on Grandma Huanxi's face. But Tuoba Yang felt even more bitter. Yu'er in the past was never so polite to him. Now there has been a estrangement between him and Yu'er. This estrangement is difficult to eliminate and will only become bigger and bigger as time goes by.

"Don't worry, even if I try my best, I will go to Feipeng Sect and ask Yulong's father for the antidote." Tuoba Yang said gritting his teeth.

"No need, the dead red flower poison has always been Master Yu's secret. He will never give the antidote. Even if my master asks for it, he will probably not get it." Grandma Huanxi smiled freely and casually: "Besides, living alone outside in the past ten years is a sense of betrayal of the master. No matter how generous the master is, he will not give the antidote to me."

As he said that, Grandma Huanxi looked at Huang Hao and said gratefully again: "Thank you for saving me. I just checked it. The dead safflower toxin in my body seemed to be temporarily suppressed by some force. Before that force dissipated, I should be safe. Is your name Huang Hao?"

Huang Hao nodded.

"As a thank you gift for saving me, I'll give you a gift." Grandma Huanxi reached into the bedding, groped for a while, then took out a small cloth bag and threw it to Huang Hao without even looking at it.

After grabbing the cloth bag, Huang Hao couldn't help but shrink his eyes. How could the things taken out of Grandma Huanxi's tasks be ordinary? Holding the cloth bag, Huang Hao immediately understood what the cloth bag was.

Seeing the storage bag in Huang Hao's hand, a sense of surprise flashed in Tuoba Yang's eyes, and then a deep sadness emerged.

"This is a storage bag. Although it is not unusual in the cultivation world, it is rare. It is impossible for ordinary practitioners to own it. This storage bag was left to me by an old friend before his death. I will give him to you." Grandma Huanxi's expression flashed, and there was also a look of remembrance on her face.

"Yu'er, no! This is..." Tuoba Yang said loudly, reaching out to take back the storage bag in Huang Hao's hand.

However, Grandma Huanxi said quietly: "Things are dead, people's hearts are alive, everything about them is remembered in my heart. As for whether the things are there or not, what does it matter?"

"Oh..." Tuoba Yang whispered, withdrew his hand, but stopped talking.

Huang Hao grabbed the storage bag and looked at the two people with different expressions. He became a little curious about this "he". This "he" should be an extremely important person for Grandma Huanxi. The storage bag in his hand was also used by this "he", and now this "he" is dead.

Without checking the contents in the storage bag immediately, Huang Hao stuffed the storage bag into his shirt pocket and then said, "Thank you for your gift from my mother-in-law."

"Look, I'm that youngest?" Grandma Huanxi looked up at Huang Hao, her tone full of anger: "My name is Lan Yu."

Lan Yu? Huang Hao nodded. This name is indeed worthy of her beautiful and refined beauty. He looked at Lan Yu and shouted again: "Senior Lan Yu."

"What seniors are not seniors? If you save me, you are qualified to make friends with my peers. How many years older than you? If you don't dislike me, just call me Sister Lan." Lan Yu smiled happily, and the look at Huang Hao's eyes had an inexplicable meaning.

Huang Hao naturally felt it, but he did not point it out, but said, "Sister Lan, the storage bag you gave is too precious, I will give you something."

As he said that, Huang Hao was about to take out the detoxification pill, but the next moment he suddenly had already. Tuoba Yang was still here, and he would never expose the existence of the Qiankun Bag. So he pretended to be embarrassed and scratched his head and said, "Oh, I forgot that the true energy fire just now burned all the things on my body. Fortunately, there was still in my residence, so I'll get it now."

As he said that, Huang Hao walked towards the door.

Tuoba Yang looked at Huang Hao, and Lan Yu also looked at Huang Hao. Neither of them spoke, and let Huang Hao open the door and walk out.

"My sister Yu, we should have a good talk..." When Huang Hao closed the door, Tuoba Yang sighed and said to Lan Yu in a low voice. It was time to say something clearly.

When he walked out of the door, Huang Hao felt countless gazes falling on him, and he was stunned. At first glance, he saw many people standing in front of the door, looking at Huang Hao in unison. Obviously, Huang Hao, who had just come out of the room, suddenly became the focus of everyone present.

While observing Huang Hao, Huang Hao also secretly observed them with the Eye of the Shui River. When he saw this, Huang Hao was shocked. Through the Eye of the Shui River, Huang Hao felt that the people in front of him were all profound and obviously they were all powerful people in the transcendent realm, and many of them gave Huang Hao an unfathomable feeling.

"Huang Hao, are you okay?" Mr. Guo and Ximen Feng came up, walked to Huang Hao, quietly winked at Huang Hao, and said, "These people are all senior leaders of powerful forces in the Wulin League. The white-haired old man standing in front is Hong Sheng, the leader of the Wulin League. You must be prepared."

Huang Hao nodded and glanced at Hong Sheng without a trace, but his mind was filled with vigilance. For some reason, when he saw Hong Sheng for the first time, Huang Hao actually felt a murderous intent from this person. Although this feeling disappeared in just an instant, Huang Hao would never think it was an illusion. The insight of the Eye of the Extreme Water is not so easy to make mistakes.

"Are you Huang Hao?" On the other side, Hong Sheng spoke, his voice calm and steady, and it sounded naturally to make people feel a sense of affection. If he hadn't known that Ji Shui Eye had noticed this person's murderous intent before, Huang Hao would definitely be confused by this person.

"President Hong!" However, Huang Hao has experienced so much and is still able to remain calm in the face of changes. Huang Hao hugged Hong Sheng calmly, which was considered a tribute.

"I'll ask you, what's going on?" Hong Sheng asked bluntly, with a sense of pressure in his words, which unconsciously creates a certain kind of submissive emotion.

However, Huang Hao smiled faintly, as if he was not affected by Hong Sheng's momentum. You Zifeng said lightly: "President Hong, I can't answer it. If I talk too much, the one in it might kill me immediately."

While speaking, Huang Hao had already walked down the steps and said as he walked, "I was entrusted by the one inside to pick up something, and I won't wait with everyone. Mr. Guo, the head of the Ximen family, you can go with me."

"Okay!" Mr. Guo and Ximen Feng naturally would not refuse, and left with Huang Hao.

Looking at Huang Hao and others walking outside, the senior executives of the major forces present were stunned. They never expected that Huang Hao would be so rude to them, and he didn't even say a few words to him when facing so many people.

At this moment, many people quietly winked at their deputy or disciples, and then many people quietly left, following the direction of Huang Hao leaving.

Huang Hao's superhuman insight of the people who followed quietly had already noticed it. However, he did not express any statement that he left this time just to cover up his eyes and ears. In fact, the detoxification pills were placed in his Qiankun capsule. As for his residence, it was not a secret. As for the host, the Songshan Sword Sect only needed to ask the disciples they received to know their identity and residence.

After a while, Huang Hao came to the cliff where the bamboo building was located. Unlike the wind and chill in Lan Yu's yard, the place was still peaceful. No one here could enter the VIP area, so even if the VIP area was in trouble, they would not care about their affairs.

Huang Hao came to the entrance of the bamboo building, but was slightly stunned. He saw that the door in the bamboo building where they were located was closed, and there were even red blood stains on the simple bamboo door.

Seeing this scene, Huang Hao's eyes suddenly became sharp. When he left just now, there was no blood on the bamboo door, which means that something was very likely to happen to Guo Mo and the others after he left.

"What's going on?" Behind him, Mr. Guo also looked down, and a evil aura spread out from his body. He was the head of the Guo family, and he would not allow his disciples to have an accident outside.

"Go in and take a look first!" Huang Hao shook his head, reached out and pushed open the bamboo door, and walked in without thinking.

"call out--"

However, the moment Huang Hao stepped into the bamboo building, a cold light suddenly shot from the door, taking Huang Hao's throat.

Huang Hao raised his eyebrows and raised his hand slightly. The next moment, the cold light immediately froze beside Huang Hao's throat.

This was a sharp dagger, which was now clamped by Huang Hao's two fingers and could no longer move forward.

"Guo Jie, what's going on?" Huang Hao spoke lightly, but his tone was filled with frost.

"Mr. Huang Hao, you are back!" Guo Jie heard Huang Hao's voice, and suddenly loosened his hand holding the dagger, then screamed in grievance, and two bean-sized tears were left in his eyes: "It's good that you'll be back, go and see Brother Guo Mo, he's almost dead!"

"What, Guo Mo is almost dying?" Before Huang Hao could speak, the old Guo behind him rushed in, grabbed Guo Jie's collar, and shouted sternly: "Xiaojie, what's going on? Explain it clearly to me!"
Chapter completed!