The System Takes Me to Practice

"What are you doing!!"

Before the middle-aged man on the side could stop it, the beautiful woman who was thrown off by the lord rushed over like crazy, staring at Yang Fan, a pistol appeared in her hand at some point and pointed her muzzle at Yang Fan.

As long as she felt that Yang Fan was going to be unfavorable to her grandfather, she would pull the trigger.

"My God, this woman actually has a gun!"

Many onlookers found the gun in the woman's hand and drove the car immediately.

After a while, the entire intersection fell into chaos.

Yang Fan's expression was very plain, and he didn't worry that the woman would shoot. The hand that was about to feed the old man's pill was also placed in the air.

"Anyway, the old man only had two minutes to survive because he hit my friend. This pill can heal his current injury."

One is one, and the other is two. Yang Fan himself doesn't like to owe others. Now he is the body of the immortal emperor. This feeling is infinitely magnified, so he thought about causality on the spot.

When the beautiful woman heard her frowning, she glanced at the brown pill the size of a quail egg on Yang Fan's right hand. She immediately showed a vigilant look. She felt more and more that Yang Fan wanted to harm her grandfather.

"My grandfather is already like this, why don't you let him go?"

The woman pulled the bolt and the bullet was loaded.

"You are wrong. We are not your grandfather's enemies. Everything is just a coincidence, or your grandfather should not be killed and met me. I will put the pill here. As for whether you want him to eat it, it is you. By the way, remind me, in one minute, your grandfather will die."

Having said that, Yang Fan put the pill on the hood, turned around and took the five people away.

"Brother Yang, where are we going now?"

Lord Lu stepped forward.

"Let's go to the orphanage first. When you come back, you should also go to see Dad first."

After a while, Yang Fan and his party disappeared into the street.

There was only half a minute left depending on the time, the middle-aged man reminded in a low voice.

"Miss, let's take the old man to the hospital as soon as possible. If you don't hurry, it's very likely that..."

Regarding what Yang Fan said, the old lady only had one minute of life left and naturally didn't believe it, how could anyone in this world be able to see through life and death.

Looking at the brown pill on the hood, the woman was entangled. On the one hand, the car was dented by the reaction force, which would never happen to normal people. On the other hand, the woman's intuition made her believe that what Yang Fan said was true.

There were only ten seconds left depending on the time. The woman made up her mind, grabbed the pill, and stuffed it into the old man's mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, and the chest injury was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The old man's complexion returned to normal and his complexion was flushed. It was hard to imagine that he was a person about to enter the soil a few seconds ago.

"this!!!"

The middle-aged man opened his mouth wide, as if he saw a monster.

The woman was also a little frightened by this scene, but she soon stopped focusing on her grandfather.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

The woman looked carefully and found that her grandfather's whole body was not injured at all, and even the skin she accidentally scratched when she shaved her grandfather not long ago was intact.

"Xiao Wei, I'm fine, I have heard everything, that young man is not easy, and the handsome young man next to him should be a martial arts master."

The old man stroked his goatee, looked at the urgently needed direction of Yang Fan and his party, and said slowly.

"Budo Master!"

The woman and the middle-aged man exclaimed.

Master of martial arts, that is the existence that can split mountains and rocks with a wave of hands, and he actually hit a master with a car, and there are only five in Hangzhou, but none of them are as young as the donkey.

If the woman's thoughts were known to the lord, she would definitely fly over to give her a few slaps, and then shouted in a deep voice, "In the eyes of you and other mortals, is this great immortal just a period of qi refining?"

Yes, according to the level and strength of the realm of cultivation, the martial arts master is only a refining period, and can live for one or two hundred years. Historically, Zhang Sanfeng was a martial arts master and lived 218 years old.

"Then... Grandpa, we..."

The woman opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

The old man waved his hand and walked out of the car, said.

"Xiao Wei, that young man is not easy. He can have a friend of a martial arts master. And what he said is correct. I was infected with a gu worm in my body and I will not live for more than half a month."

In the face of death, the old man did not have the slightest fear.

Already in his 70s or 80s, he had already looked down upon life and death, but he was uneasy about the only daughter left by the son who died young in front of him.

"Grandpa, no, you will be fine. Longevity is not a problem."

There were tears in the corner of the woman's eyes, and she couldn't bear to die of her dear grandfather.

"I know exactly what your body is like. You don't have to be sad. Everyone will die."

"No, grandpa, that person can heal your injury with a pill, and there must be a way to get rid of the gu worms in your body. I will send someone to find him after I return."

The old man was stupefied and didn't reject his granddaughter's kindness. If it wasn't a last resort, who would die.

At this time, in the suburbs of Hangzhou, there was a large courtyard with a little backer, and there was a big sign hanging at the gate of the courtyard.

Dongshan Orphanage!

"Here we are."

In front of the gate of the orphanage, a golden light emerged, and Yang Fan and his party appeared out of thin air.

The five members of Lvye looked curiously, the orphanage was built on the hillside, the location was pretty good, there was a big road beside it, and there was a lot of traffic.

The door of the Dongshan Orphanage was open, and there was an old man with white beard and hair inside, who was cleaning the leaves in the courtyard with a broom.

Hearing the sound coming from the door, he turned his head to look. When I saw Yang Fan, the broom in his hand fell to the ground and hurriedly walked over.

"Is it Xiaofan?"

The old man trembled because he was old, his legs were inconvenient, and his teeth fell a bit, his skin was dark and wrinkled, and there was a trace of death on his body. This was a sign of his imminent death.

"It's me, father, I'm back."

Tears were in Yang Fan's eyes. For three hundred years, Yang Fan was always thinking about the old man in the orphanage, thinking about his bad health and how he had been during the three years he was absent.

"Good good, good come back, good come back."

The old man was very happy, his rickety body stopped unconsciously at this time, but it caused a cough.

Upon seeing this, Yang Fan stepped forward and patted, and inflicted a wisp of immortal power into the old man's body, improving his body at a slow speed.

"Father!"

Chen Shuyue and Sun Yunzhu spoke together, but the lord yelled at the same time.

"You are?"

The old man squinted his eyes, his eyes became clear, and his presbyopia of more than ten years returned to normal at this moment.