"I lost my heart, and it's a miracle to survive until now."

Shang Biao walked forward and immediately discovered the abnormality of Mr. Ma. He was breathing normally, but he couldn't even hear a trace of heartbeat on his body. He stretched out his hand and placed it on Mr. Ma's heart, and found that the other party's heart had long disappeared.

This made him wonder. An ordinary person who had no heart could still live, which really violated the law of life and death.

The credit for this is definitely not the silver needle on him. Shang Biao could see that the doctor who was guarding Mr. Ma was just an ordinary doctor. Although the acupuncture technique was a little trick, it only slowed down the energy of Mr. Ma's body.

"Master, can my young master still save me?"

The goatee's fat butler saw that Shang Biao had no movement, and asked with a hint of confusion.

Shang Biao ignored the butler's inquiry, and a trace of magic power was attached to his hand, and he pointed to Mr. Ma's heart.

He wanted to see what could replace the heart and maintain the vitality of a person who should have died.

"stop!"

As soon as his finger was placed in Ma Gongzi's heart, Shang Biao had not waited for him to send his magic power into his chest to find out the hidden mystery. A sudden shout came from the door, attracting everyone's attention.

"Who are you and why do you show up in my child's bedroom."

Standing at the door was a majestic middle-aged man, and his appearance could be vaguely similar to Mr. Ma.

Behind him was a very inconspicuous young Taoist priest wearing a mortar Taoist robe.

"Master, this Taoist priest is a real master. The young master's illness..."

"Bang"

The fat housekeeper was slapped hard, and a trace of blood suddenly spilled out of his mouth and nose, but he did not dare to complain and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Who gives you the courage to make decisions, Lao Jia, can you think your wings are hard and you can be the leader of the Ma family for me!"

Ma Bancheng actually had a considerable power, which scared Butler Jia so much that he suddenly felt like he was pounding garlic.

"Master, don't make things difficult for Mr. Jia. It was me who asked him to publish a list of articles and find an expert to treat Lin'er.

You will leave for three days. Doctor Sun said Lin'er can't stand tonight. Even if there is a glimmer of hope, he has to let the Taoist priest try it."

The eldest lady spoke up and took over the matter, explaining the whole story. However, Ma Bancheng was not grateful and cursed angrily: It's unattainable, the woman's opinion.

"This Taoist priest, my Ma family will not lose any incense you should offer. Please back down. My son is critically ill and should not move without action."

Ma Bancheng stepped forward, and this attitude was not like what a father who was about to lose his son should have.

Shang Biao smiled at him, not caring about Ma Bancheng's attitude, so he left.

Shortly after he left, the crying and crying sounded and wailed in the bedroom of Mr. Ma.

"Fellow fellow Taoist!"

Not long after Shang Biao walked out of the Ma family, the young Taoist priest who had been standing beside Ma Bancheng chased after him.

"Please give the things obtained from Mr. Ma's body to the Taoist path, and take them without complaining, which is a thief!"

The Taoist priest saw Shang Biao keeping his pace and his tone was no longer friendly.

"How can people who practice Taoism be considered stealing? Those who have virtue take control of treasures. Besides, how can I, a thief who steals things, be compared to fellow Taoist thief who steals things!"

Shang Biao stopped and looked at the Taoist priest behind him with a hint of mockery on his face.

When he took away the things that kept alive in Ma Gongzi's body, he left a trace of magic power to replace it.

If this Taoist priest was really a good person, he shouldn't have followed him closely now, and he even asked for that thing, allowing Mr. Ma to die.

As for the Taoist priests, they were just a thief. Shang Biao wanted to cheat him, but looking at the other party's ugly face, he might have really hit him.

"Does fellow Taoist really refuse to hand it over!"

"Don't say much nonsense. I, Zhao Guizhen, was not scared by my Taiqing Palace. If you want something, you can beat me. You can do it at your disposal!"

"Taiqing Palace!"

When he heard Shang Biao telling his own house, the young Taoist priest looked at him with a look of surprise, and his arrogant arrogance was immediately extinguished.

It seems that the name of Taiqing Palace is more useful than imagined.

Shang Biao secretly raised his vigilance in his heart. He had no feelings for the Taiqing Palace behind Zhao Guizhen before, but now seeing the expression of the little Taoist priest, he guessed that perhaps the Taiqing Palace was the real threat.

"Okay, okay, okay, let's take a look!"

This Taoist priest did not doubt the authenticity of Shang Biao's identity. In his perception, no one in the world dared to pretend to be a disciple of Taiqing Palace.

"I've really left like this. What kind of sect is Taiqing Palace? It actually has such power."

Seeing that the Taoist priest just threw down a harsh word, Shang Biao retreated without hesitation, and was really shocked this time.

However, it is not the time to continue to explore how powerful the Taiqing Palace is. Since I have obtained the token from the Ma family to contact the Qiantang River Dragon Lord, it is the main thing to complete the task quickly.

Shang Biao no longer thought about it and walked straight towards the Qiantang River outside the city.

When he arrived at the shore, he took out a fiery red bead from his arms. A majestic mini-version real dragon floated up and down inside the bead, but it was a trace of dragon soul of the Qiantang River Dragon Lord, and this bead was also the crystallization of his soul power.

Regardless of its added value, this dragon soul alone and this dragon soul crystal are rare treasures in the world. Whether it is alchemy and making tools, they are all first-class good materials.

Shang Biao didn't know how the Ma family contacted Qiantang River Dragon Lord through this Dragon Soul Pearl, but he didn't care. He just used the stupidest method to pour his magic power into the bead to stimulate the Dragon Soul.

"Roar~"

The Dragon Soul Pearl was stimulated by Shang Biao's magic power and immediately turned into a hundred-foot dragon. The red dragon beard flew and emitted a dragon roar that shook the sky.

"Long Lord, stay here, I have something to report to you!"

Shang Biao took out the reverse scale of the dragon girl and held it high and said.

"Sanniang's scattered scale, where did you come from, the little Taoist priest!"

Dragon Soul poked out his claws and pinched Shang Biao in his hand. The dragon's power made people dare not reveal a lie.

"Where I was down on the banks of Jing River, I saw the dragon girl with magic power Dragon Yuan ban. The cold wind was like a knife, and the dragon girl was trembling among the sheep sheep sheep.

After asking questions, I learned that she was deceived by the Dragon Lord of Jinghe and named the wife of Longjun. In fact, she was not as good as the maid with the humblest status in the Dragon Palace of Jinghe.

She was often insulted and tortured by the Dragon Lord of Jinghe, but later she became even more severe and punished her to go to the sheep on the banks of Jinghe River.

In order to escape the devil's claws of the Dragon Lord in Jinghe, the dragon girl handed her reverse scale to the path and accompanied a letter to her father, Longjun, Dongting Lake.

I heard that Longjun is the uncle of the third wife, can I notify Longjun Dongting Lake of this news?"
Chapter completed!