As soon as the mother and daughter left, Lan Xiang happened to come out of the kitchen.

"Good morning, sister Xiangxiang." Ye Wutian greeted Lan Xiang.

"Good morning, Mr. Ye, is breakfast to your liking?" Lan Xiang asked politely.

"Did you do all of this?" Ye Wutian asked curiously.

"Well, the master and his wife never eat breakfast outside, so I make it by myself every day." Lan Xiang replied.

"That's really hard on you." Ye Wutian actually felt pity for him.

"It's not hard work. The master and his wife are very kind to me. They not only paid for my mother's medical treatment, but also built a new house for my family, and gave me a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan." Speaking of this, Lan said

Xiang's eyes were full of gratitude.

Ye Wutian nodded, and then asked: "Have you felt any discomfort in your body recently? I am a doctor, and I can help you treat it."

"Are you a doctor?" Lan Xiang suddenly asked in surprise.

Ye Wutian nodded.

"In the past two days, I..." Lan Xiang seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly stopped talking, with a blush appearing on her face.

"Have you been experiencing severe pain on the right side of your chest these past two days?" Ye Wutian asked with a smile, his wolfish nature gradually starting to show.

"You, how did you know?" Lan Xiang lowered her head and asked shyly, her face turned red, which was really beautiful.

"I have already said that I am a doctor, and also a miracle doctor." Ye Wutian replied.

Lan Xiang secretly glanced at Ye Wutian, hesitated for a long time, and finally summoned up the courage to ask: "Mr. Ye, do you know what disease I have?"

Seeing the sheep approaching the trap step by step, Ye Wutian was already itching. He smiled and replied: "Of course I know, what you have is an inflammatory tumor, and the affected area is often accompanied by severe pain.

, the lump is also accompanied by obvious redness, swelling, heat, pain and other inflammatory reactions. Am I right?" In fact, when Lan Xiang leaned down yesterday, Ye Wutian had already seen the swelling on her chest.

It was red and swollen, but I didn’t mention it at the time, but waited until now when I was alone to talk about it.

Seeing that Ye Wutian actually stated his illness accurately, Lan Xiang seemed to have forgotten his shyness, raised his head and asked excitedly: "Mr. Ye, do you know how to treat this disease?" Because of the pain, she was ashamed.

Lan Xiang was too embarrassed to go see a doctor because of the attack, but now that there was a doctor in front of her, she naturally had to seize the opportunity.

"It can be cured, but it requires massage therapy." Ye Wutian pretended to be a little embarrassed and said.

"Ah..." Lan Xiang immediately showed a troubled look on his face.

Seeing that the other party was trying to back down, Ye Wutian quickly threatened: "You are still in a benign condition. If it gets worse, you will have to do surgery to cut off the whole thing." Of course, in fact, this disease was not something Ye Wutian said.

so serious.

Upon hearing Ye Wutian's words, Lan Xiang suddenly became anxious and rubbed his hands back and forth uneasily.

Ye Wutian snickered in his heart and said: "If you are embarrassed to ask me to see you, just go to the hospital, but I want to remind you that the male doctors there are generally more perverted, so you'd better bring a self-defense electric shock device. Okay.

Now, I'm full and have to go to school." After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the door.

Seeing that Ye Wutian was about to leave, Lan Xiang stamped her feet anxiously. After hesitating for a long time, she finally called Ye Wutian down who had already walked to the door.

"Mr. Ye, please, please, give me a treatment." Lan Xiang said shyly.

It was finally time to close the net. Ye Wutian couldn't wait in his heart, but on the surface he still pretended to be calm.

"Okay then, take off your clothes and I'll give you a massage right now." Ye Wutian said as he walked towards Lan Xiang, walking hurriedly and briskly.

Lan Xiang had no choice but to grit her teeth and close her eyes, slowly unbuttoning her clothes...

The so-called massage therapy is nothing more than... and the feeling in that position of a woman is always relatively strong, so it didn't take long for Lan Xiang to fall into it and be unable to extricate herself.

However, just when Ye Wutian was about to launch a further offensive, suddenly, a buzzer buzzed from far away, approaching quickly.

Ye Wutian's expression condensed, and he quickly raised his right hand and waved it to the side. When he held it in front of his eyes, he saw that it was a three-inch long steel needle.

"Who?" Ye Wutian asked coldly. Being disturbed at this time, he was naturally extremely annoyed.

As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow rushed down from upstairs like lightning. At first glance, it turned out to be a young woman in her twenties or fives.

This woman has short hair and wears a clean white sleeveless tight T-shirt. Her waist is slender and well-proportioned without any fat. Below her waist, she wears a pair of ultra-short jeans with almost no hems. It makes people imagine, and her slender thighs extend straight down.

, but at the end is a pair of canvas shoes.

Her figure is absolutely top-notch, and her face, in two words, is cold and charming, as cold as ice, especially those cold and murderous eyes, which are as deep and cold as a thousand-year cold pool, but that face is as cold as a fairy

The beautiful face is so charming that people can't help but look at it.

"Killer!" Ye Wutian kept warning himself in his heart, fearing that he would fall into the opponent's beauty trap.

"Ye Wutian!"

"Cheng Bing!"

The rule on the road is to state your name first. Of course, a killer will never state his real name. There are even many killers who have no names at all. All they have is a code name. Ye Wutian is well aware of this.

"We have no grievances, so why did we do this poisonous thing?" Ye Wutian had already noticed that the silver needle just now was poisonous. If he hadn't been so skilled, he might have died.

"Hmph! You rich men, you behave so filthy, you even don't spare your servants." Cheng Bing's tone was just like the look in her eyes, cold and terrifying.

At this time, Lan Xiang had recovered. She hurriedly covered her breasts with her clothes, and then explained: "Sister Cheng Bing, you misunderstood. Mr. Ye is helping me treat my illness."

Ye Wutian was doubtful that this girl Lan Xiang would know such a skilled killer.

"Xiangxiang, don't be deceived by these stinky men. He just sees you as innocent and kind, so he uses sweet words to take the opportunity to belittle you." Cheng Bingbing reminded coldly.

"But..." Lan Xiang didn't argue anymore. She also knew that if Cheng Bing hadn't appeared in time just now, she might have lost her virginity.

"Mr. Ye, are you really lying to me?" Lan Xiang walked up to Ye Wutian. She looked at Ye Wutian with a confused face, tears welling up in her pure and kind eyes.

Ye Wutian shuddered, and these innocent eyes made him feel a sense of guilt, a guilt he had never felt before. Yes, I did lie to her and trample on her kindness.

Ye Wutian said nothing, Lan Xiang cried in disappointment and ran towards the room.

Looking at Lan Xiangchu's pitiful back, Ye Wutian's heart was trembling. He actually hurt such a simple and kind girl.

"Hmph! If a dirty person like you lives in the world, more innocent people will be injured." Cheng Bingbing shouted, and moved his right hand to her waist, and a bright knife appeared in her hand, and her body was already

Rushing towards Ye Wutian.

Ye Wutian easily dodged the blade with one side of his body, but Cheng Bing's left hand pulled out another knife and launched an attack. The two attacks were connected without any gaps, as if he expected Ye Wutian to turn sideways in advance.

It's normal to dodge, and only a well-trained killer can do this.

If Ye Wutian's cultivation level was a little lower, or if the opponent's speed was a little faster, I'm afraid the opponent's blow would end the battle, but as a strong man in the earth realm, how could Ye Wutian fall into a trap?

In the hands of opponents in the middle stage of the Mysterious Realm.

At the moment when the opponent's left hand struck, Ye Wutian touched the ground with his right foot and jumped two meters backward, dodging the opponent's attack.

After landing, Ye Wutian asked coldly: "With your cultivation level, do you think you can kill me?"

"You should know that I am a killer, and your cultivation advantage has no effect at all in front of the killer." Obviously, Cheng Bing thought that Ye Wutian only had the cultivation level of the late Xuan realm at most.

At Ye Wutian's age, he could already be called a practicing genius if he could reach the late stage of the Mysterious Realm.

The moment she finished speaking, Cheng Bing's offensive had also arrived in front of Ye Wutian. This time she still used a simple left hand to stab straight to the face.

Ye Wutian also turned his body to one side and easily dodged the attack. However, the knife that had just been stabbed in front of his eyes suddenly made a soft "crack" sound, and the blade of the knife was strangely retracted to the handle, and then disappeared from the handle again.

It popped up from behind, and at the same time, Cheng Bing's left hand instantly stopped the attack, turned the stab into a sweep, and swept straight past Ye Wutian's forehead.

A large part of the killer's lethality depends on this unpredictable weapon, so as early as the moment he knew the identity of the other killer, Ye Wutian paid special attention to this point. When the knife attacked, he quickly ducked sideways.

open.

But just as the knife passed in front of him, another "whoosh" sound was heard, and three young silver needles shot out from the side of the knife's handle.

Ye Wutian quickly tilted his head back, and just as he straightened his body after dodging the hidden weapon, he saw that the knife in the opponent's right hand had already hit his chest.

The opponent's series of attacks gave Ye Wutian no chance to breathe. If the stalemate continued like this, Ye Wutian could not guarantee that he would be able to escape unscathed.

For this reason, when the opponent's knife attack was approaching, Ye Wutian quickly stretched out his right hand to block it in front of his chest.

Cheng Bing's eyes lit up, thinking that the blow was going to be successful. However, when he saw that the tip of the knife was about to pierce the opponent's hand, it suddenly seemed as if he had hit a wall and could no longer move forward.

Surprised, Cheng Bing looked intently at the palm of Ye Wutian's hand, and her expression changed, because she saw that what was blocking the knife was actually a ball of cyan gas. This was clearly the posture when the true energy was released.
Chapter completed!