My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet Chapter 323

Chapter 323 Sister Lan and Brother Yan join forces! 【1 update】

"teacher!"

“Yan Lao?!”

Binghe and Tiema were both startled and hurriedly stepped forward to help Yan Tingyue.

But blood was still flowing down the corners of Yan Tingyue's mouth. Her body could not bear the sudden pain, and she passed out in the next second.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Ye Banlan hugged Yan Tingyue in time and put her on the bed as quickly as possible.

“What's going on with Mr. Yan?” Binghe was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. “I've been here for the past few days and it seems that Mr. Yan is in good health and doesn't have any serious illnesses.”

Why did you vomit blood all of a sudden?

Ye turned the tide without saying a word, and first took out the medicine box he carried with him.

Yan Tingfeng stretched out her hand and tapped Yan Tingyue a few times on her body, immediately sealing several of her vital points.

At the same moment, Ye Banglan picked up the silver needle and inserted it into the key acupuncture point.

However, the blood did not stop flowing.

Yan Tingyue's body was like a broken hole, and she couldn't stop it no matter what.

Ye Banlan and Yan Tingfeng looked at each other and already understood what was going on.

Spells.

Someone is using some kind of magic to attack Yan Tingyue's body from a distance.

However, such an attack method cannot be generated out of thin air. There must be a media.

I am afraid that the middle-aged man who came to Yan Tingyue many times got her hair or a used item, which caused the situation.

Once the root cause is found, it will be easier to deal with.

“Xiao Wan, I'm here.” Yan Tingfeng stretched out his finger and gently tapped Yan Tingyue's forehead.

A pure force started from the forehead and heart, and then spread out, surrounding Yan Tingyue.

Yan Tingfeng's power forced out the external force that invaded Yan Tingyue's body, and then swallowed it up.

At the same moment, in the cave outside Nancheng—

“Bang!”

Something exploded in the air, knocking the man to the ground.

"Sir?" The middle-aged man who was kneeling on the ground was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, "Sir, what's wrong?"

The man did not reply immediately. Three seconds later, he spit out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound and coughed violently.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man was shocked: "Sir?!"

In his impression, the master he served was supposed to be invincible. How could he vomit blood?

The man still didn't say anything. He watched with a gloomy expression as the hair in his palm turned into a completely unusable powder little by little.

He knew that the blood-taking ceremony had failed.

The only thing that can defeat magic is magic.

Could it be that there is a Taoist doctor beside Yan Tingyue?

However, in the past three hundred years, there have been very few traces of Taoism in the entire continent of China.

There are still Taoist priests, but these have finally entered the mortal world and are just a sustenance for the soul.

Only the techniques of the Penglai Mountain and Beiming sects are the orthodox Taoist techniques of China.

It's just that after the war, Shence Army, Taiyi Palace, Taisumen and Tianyinfang all had inheritances left, and the inheritance families are now famous in the world.

But Penglai and Beiming don't even have heirs, let alone inherited families.

Without Taoism, China's overall strength would be greatly reduced.

It is precisely because of this that they do not pay attention to China at all.

So what if the economy recovers? So what if many arts are included in the world's intangible cultural heritage?

China will never be able to regain the glory it had three hundred years ago.

As long as they plunder the culture of China bit by bit, buy off those who can be bought by the people of China, and get rid of those who cannot.

In a few years, China will naturally be eliminated.

But during this period, their plan has not been progressing smoothly.

"I was stopped." The man finally spoke. He shook his head and murmured, "It seems that we have to think of other ways." The middle-aged man looked frightened: "There are 723 Bureaus protecting us. I'm afraid this time I can't even see Yan Tingyue's face.”

"Wait a moment." The man said, "King Xiaoyao's treasure must be opened as soon as possible, and Yan Tingyue's blood must be obtained no matter what. As for whether she can survive after the blood is taken, it has nothing to do with us."

It is normal for those who achieve great things to step on a few corpses to get to the top.

The night is deep, and there are several fireflies scuttling back and forth in the forest, like tiny lanterns lit one by one.

Yan Tingyue is still in a coma, but the bleeding has stopped and she is temporarily out of danger.

“Sir, Miss Ye, this thing is too bad!” Binghe couldn't help but shudder, “If the other party uses this method again two or three times, how can Mr. Yan be able to hold on!”

Yan Tingfeng's eyelashes drooped slightly, covering up the fierce anger and murderous intent rolling in his pupils.

"They want the teacher's blood." Ye Banlan said in a calm voice, "So, inviting the teacher to perform at the Global Center is just a pretense."

What's the use of Yan Tingyue's blood?

Could it be that some kind of genetic engineering is involved?

After being silent for a moment, Yan Tingfeng slowly spoke: "There are rumors in the world that Xiaoyao Wang Yan Shunhua once left an exquisite eight-treasure box. The box contains treasures that are unparalleled in the world. However, this exquisite eight-treasure box requires a certain opportunity." able to open.”

“Exquisite Eight Treasure Box?” Ye Tuanlan was startled, and then long-lasting memories came to him.

That happened a long, long time ago. In her previous life, when she was sixteen years old, she went to the Eastern Wasteland at the invitation of King Qin Hua Yingyue.

Compared to the northwest where King Yan was stationed, the living conditions in Donghuang were only slightly better, otherwise it would not be collectively referred to as "Huang".

That year coincided with a severe drought in the east. Hua Yingyue was very anxious and had a headache, so she asked her to come over to discuss a solution.

Coincidentally, Xiaoyao Wang Yan Shunhua also arrived in the East Wasteland and showed the so-called exquisite eight treasure box to the two of them.

Different from ordinary boxes, this box has a total of eight sides, each with a pattern, which is elegant and ancient.

At that time, Hua Yingyue was a little curious about what was in the box, so she reached out to Yan Shunhua to ask for it, wanting to see it.

"No." Yan Shunhua snorted slightly, "This exquisite eight-treasure box cannot be opened without my heart's content. Do you want my heart's content?"

Hua Yingyue asked him to stay away in disgust, and continued to discuss important matters of disaster control with her.

If Yan Tingfeng hadn't mentioned it today, she would have forgotten that there was such a thing among Yan Shunhua's belongings.

To this day, she still doesn't know what is hidden in this exquisite eight-treasure box.

Yan Tingfeng blinked lightly: "This is also the news I got from reading the unofficial history. The unofficial history said that the box needs blood to open. I wonder if it has something to do with Mr. Yan's injury this time."

"Sixty percent is possible." Ye Banglan nodded slightly, "But my sixty percent is already ninety-nine percent of other people's."

"Yeah." Yan Tingfeng said in a cool tone, "So, the other party has cultural relics from our country in their hands. I am afraid they took advantage of the chaos and plundered them three hundred years ago."

The two people have the same idea in their hearts -

Since it belongs to China, what was taken away must be returned.

"Binghe, Tiema, you two continue to guard Mr. Yan. If the other party fails, he may have other ideas." Yan Tingfeng said lightly, "Xiaowan and I will try to lure this person out immediately. Get rid of it to prevent it from causing serious trouble.”

Binghe and Tiema looked serious: "Yes, sir!"

Early the next morning, the program team.

"Is Mr. Yan okay today?" The director looked around and asked, "Miss Ye, is Mr. Yan okay?"

“It's okay, it's just that I was too tired last night and the teacher is still resting.” Ye Banlan smiled faintly, “She couldn't participate in today's recording, so she asked me to say something.”

“Hey, Mrs. Yan is very polite.” The director waved his hand, “Yan is already very old. He can't run every day. He just needs to rest. We can cooperate with him throughout the whole process.”

After Qi Yunzhao left the crew, another seat for the regular guest became available. Many celebrities have already rushed to contact the show crew to become the new guest.

After all, it is certain that "Collection of China" will be released globally. Who doesn't want to enter the global film and television industry?

This is a once-in-lifetime opportunity!

But the director was very cautious and did not choose the person immediately.

He thought for a while and then asked, "Does Miss Ye have any better candidates to recommend?"

"Yes." Ye Banglan agreed, "But I need to confirm whether he has time."

“No rush, no rush.” The director said cheerfully, “I can trust anyone recommended by Miss Ye.”

He even had some expectations in his heart, wondering what kind of shock Ye Turning would bring to the program team.

For this, even if his heart explodes a hundred times, it's still worth it!

Ye Banglan took out his phone, clicked on a gray avatar, and sent a message.

　　【YN】：Are you free these days?

The gray head suddenly started to beat wildly.

　　Good morning, babies~~

　　(End of this chapter)

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