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Chapter 165: Be Open and Honest
"What do you mean by telling me this?" Zhao Fan looked at the blood and asked.
"You understand." Blood Ming said in a weak voice, at this time, he not only lost too much blood, but he also endured the severe pain on his body to the limit.
Zhao Fan looked at such a bloody darkness, twisted his eyebrows and said, "You're about to die?"
"Yes." The blood spat out a word with difficulty, and then he was powerless to say anything.
"Blood Hell, you really have the ability, I have to save you." Zhao Fan said thoughtlessly, and began to pour the sap of the little monster tree into the blood underworld after speaking.
Xueying couldn't see what Xuecheng looked like now, but Zhao Fan could see it clearly, Xueying didn't die after vomiting a burst of black blood, but fainted, and the poison on Xuecheng's body should have been cured.
Zhao Fan first poured three bottles of blood pear juice night for the blood underworld, and then poured two bottles of the juice of the little monster tree for him, and then stood there looking at the blood night. After waiting for a while, the blood god began to spit out black blood and black blood, and finally passed out.
Zhao Fan looked at the two people who had passed out, twisted his brows, and then stood there waiting.
Just when Zhao Fan was waiting, Zhao Yonghui came.
"It's just two Level 3 Abilities, how did you deal with it for so long?" Zhao Yonghui looked at Zhao Fan and asked.
Zhao Fan paused for a moment and said, "We found something from them that we didn't know. After speaking, he organized the language and told Zhao Yonghui to listen.
After Zhao Yonghui listened, he said: "This is really, there is a hundred thousand mountains, and now there is a blood floating pavilion, how many people have they fallen to us back then."
"The two of them probably know." Zhao Fan rushed to the blood and said.
"Probably." Zhao Yonghui said casually, and then asked, "What do you want to do to help them detoxify?"
Zhao Fan paused for a moment and said, "Third uncle, there is one thing I haven't figured out yet, they can't die."
"What's the matter?" Zhao Yonghui asked.
Zhao Fan pondered for a moment and said, "Third Uncle, he asked me to send a letter to the Zhou family, saying that the child that their family lost fifty-two years ago was on Xuechuan Island, and that if the Zhou family has the ability, they will go to Xuechuan Island to save the lost child."
Zhao Fan's words,
Zhao Yonghui was shocked.
"Is what he said true?" Zhao Yonghui asked with a pause.
Zhao Fan paused for a moment and said, "He won't be able to do this after saying this, so I have to save him."
"Can it be saved?" Zhao Yonghui asked, with a hint of nervousness in his tone.
"Yes, let's wait a little longer and they'll wake up." Zhao Fan's tone was not particularly certain.
"That's good." Zhao Yonghui looked at Zhao Fandao, paused after speaking, and said: "The child lost by the Zhou family is my youngest uncle, who was only three years old when he lost it. But in the end, there was no trace of it, as if it had disappeared out of thin air. Without clues, there is no way to find out, and you can only look blindly like a headless fly. At that time, the Zhou family was in chaos, and later my maternal grandfather's father ordered that the child should not be found, as if there was never such a child in the family.
"So, my grandfather had a conflict with his father, and then my grandfather's family moved out of Kyoto, and my grandmother was crazy by then." Zhao Yonghui briefly told Zhao Fan about what happened back then.
"Do you know why I grew up living in my grandfather's house?" Zhao Yonghui asked.
"I don't know." Zhao Fan shook his head and said.
Zhao Yonghui looked at Zhao Fan, who shook his head, and said: "Because I look very similar to my uncle when I was a child, when I went to my grandfather's house when I was three years old, my grandmother treated me as a little uncle, not only did she hold it and didn't let go, but she kept saying that my treasure was back." In this way, I was left at my grandfather's house. With my company, my grandmother's illness got better day by day, and after a few years, she was completely cured.
Zhao Yonghui paused after speaking, and said: "When my maternal grandfather and grandmother were dying, I was most concerned about my little uncle. If what this man said is true, I must save my little uncle.
"We'll go with you then." Zhao Fan said.
"Good nephew." Zhao Yonghui patted Zhao Fan's shoulder and said, then continued: "If the little uncle was really taken away by this Blood Floating Pavilion back then, leaving no traces, the Blood Floating Pavilion at that time did have such skills.
"yes." Zhao Fan nodded, paused after speaking, and said, "Uncle and Grandpa must be very suitable for cultivating the Blood God Technique, so he was taken away by the people of the Blood Floating Pavilion." It's just that the practice of taking away the children in the Blood Floating Pavilion is really unacceptable.
"Because only by taking away the children in this way can they cut off all relations with their families and completely become people in the Blood Drifting Pavilion. In the Blood Drift Pavilion, we are all orphans. Blood Ming opened his eyes and said, jumped up after speaking, and stood up.
"Are you awake? How does the body feel? Zhao Fan asked.
"It's never been better, thank you." Xueying's thanks this time were sincere, and he didn't know what the person in front of him had given him, not only did he detoxify, but his body actually returned to its peak.
"You're welcome." Zhao Fan took the blood and thanked him.
"We can continue with that topic now." Zhao Fan looked at the blood and continued.
Blood Ming paused for a moment and said, "Can I take a look at my junior brother first?"
"Okay." Zhao Fan said, and then said: "Your junior brother is in good condition now, but he has not woken up since he lost too much blood." "I thought to myself: he didn't give Xuecheng to drink blood pear juice, so the blood he lost won't be replenished so quickly.
"Thank you." After seeing his junior brother, Xueying said thank you to him Zhao Fan again.
"Now I'm relieved." Zhao Fan looked at the blood and said.
"Relieved." Blood Ming said with a smile.
Zhao Fan smiled and said, "Don't worry, let's continue."
"Who is this?" Xueming looked at Zhao Yonghui and asked, to be honest, at this time, he was in good health, and he didn't want to tell the people in front of him about his master, but he had already started, but at the end, he had to depend on the situation, this matter was related to his master, and he had to be cautious and cautious.
"This is my third uncle." Zhao Fan introduced.
After listening to Zhao Fan's introduction, Blood Ming nodded at Zhao Yonghui.
"My third uncle is not an outsider, you can rest assured." Zhao Fan looked at the Blood Underworld.
After listening to Zhao Fan's words, Xueming paused for a moment and asked, "What is your relationship with the Zhou family?" "Blood Ming is not a fool, this person in front of him cares so much about what he said just now, this person must be related to the Zhou family, but he doesn't know whether he has good intentions or bad intentions towards the Zhou family, if he has good intentions, if he has bad intentions, a cold feeling crossed his heart.
"The Zhou family is my maternal grandfather's family, and the one you are talking about is likely to be my little uncle who disappeared out of thin air at the age of three." Zhao Yonghui said directly, and asked after speaking: "Can you answer me a few questions?"
"You ask?" Blood Ming looked at Zhao Yonghui and said, he said to ZhaoYonghui's words reserved his opinion.
However, looking at Zhao Yonghui's somewhat familiar face, if you look closely, there is the shadow of his master. It seems that the two people in front of him may really be his master's relatives, but they should be cautious.
"Is the person you are talking about named Zhou Hua?" Zhao Yonghui asked.
"His original name is indeed Zhou Hua." Blood Ming nodded.
After listening to Xueming's words, Zhao Yonghui suppressed his excitement and continued to ask, "Does Zhou Hua know the situation in his family?"
"Yes." Blood Ming nodded and
said
, "Since you know that he knows, he must have told you about his situation, now can you tell us about it?" Zhao Yonghui said.
Listening to Zhao Yonghui's words, Blood Ming paused for a moment and asked, "Are you planning to recognize him?"
"If he is my little uncle Zhou Hua, we will definitely take him home and recognize him." Zhao Yonghui said.
"Then what about after taking him home, will the Zhou family accept him as a sick seedling?" Blood Styx asked.
"He's not well?" Zhao Yonghui asked with a concerned face.
"Not good, very bad." Bloody looked at them and said, "When you take him back, I'm afraid you'll treat him as a burden."
"Listening to what you said, it makes me feel that the person in your mouth is my little uncle and grandfather, which shows that you all know my little uncle and grandfather's life experience." Zhao Fan replied to the question, and asked: "Then I want to ask you, when my uncle and grandfather were lost, he was only three years old, and he shouldn't have remembered at that time, so how did you know about my uncle's grandfather's life experience?" Don't tell me that the man who took my uncle and grandfather told you.
"It was his man who told him on his deathbed." Blood Styx said.
"Oh, it's finally a conscience." Zhao Fan said sarcastically, and then asked: "Then after he knew the truth, why didn't he go to Zhou's house to recognize his relatives." He reserved his opinion on the words of the Blood Immortal.
"When he knew the truth, it was already the end of the world, and after the end of the world came, our Blood Drifting Pavilion suffered heavy losses, and in the end, we were left alone. At that time, our cultivation was low, and we didn't have the ability to get out of Blood River Island at all. Blood Ming said, "Later, when he had the ability, he had an accident again, and he was even less capable of getting out of the Blood River Island."
"Oh." Zhao Fan sighed, and then asked, "The person you are talking about is your master."
Blood Ming paused for a moment and said, "It's my master."
"I guess it is." Zhao Fan said, and then said: "Blood Ming, you thought you were dying before, so you told me about your master, this was the only thing you could do for your master at that time." And now that you're alright, you don't know if we have malicious or good intentions towards your master, so you regret telling us about your master, right? Zhao Fan finally asked, whether the words of the blood were true or false, he had a hard time guessing, so it was better to find out directly.
After listening to Zhao Fan's words, he looked at Zhao Fan with bloody eyes, paused, and said, "Yes, I regret it."
"There is no turning back from the bow, and it is too late for you to regret it now." Zhao Fan said.
"I know." Blood Ming whispered.
"Now that you know, let's not hide any of us, let's talk openly and honestly, okay?" Zhao Fan looked at the blood and asked, thinking secretly: The person who is the blood god is really difficult to handle.
Blood Ming paused, looked at Zhao Fan with raised eyes, and said, "Yes."
In this way, the two sides talked openly and honestly, especially Zhao Fan and Zhao Yonghui showed their greatest sincerity, both for their relatives.
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