Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

Not to mention how much contribution Mo Nan, Shi Jun and others have made to the lower bound.

That's bullshit.

The key is that Mo Nan has restored the old man's health. Even for the sake of the old man's health problems in the future, at least someone will be able to diagnose and treat him. They can't watch Mo Nan's accident.

As soon as the boss of Ren's family finished talking, the rest of Ren's family also nodded in succession.

But at this time, the old man coughed quietly.

Hearing this, Ren's boss immediately turned back, wiped the cold sweat on his head and reorganized his language

"Of course, it's up to the old man to make up his mind about the details..."

Do I make up my mind?

The old man snorted.

You've finished what you've said. Can I regret it.

However, after squinting at Mo Nan, the old man nodded and said, "I don't dare to promise, but as long as there is no martial saint in person, no one will take you away."

If wusheng comes, even he can't stop him.

Monan nodded at the sound.

That's enough.

If wusheng really comes, even if the old man still doesn't agree, he can't involve the Ren family.

"You go out." Later, the old man said, waving to the younger generation: "I want to have a chat with Mo Xiaoyou alone."

"Too grandfather, I..." Ren Siyu a listen to this, see Mo Nan, want to ask oneself can also stay.

She is an extrovert and has a lot to ask Monan about.

Just don't wait for her to finish, one side of the Ren family boss has covered his daughter's mouth, and then, horizontal her one eye, just let Ren Siyu obediently shut up.

Mo Nan gives a smile, and then gives a reassuring look at Ren Siyu, indicating that he will go to him later. As for Ren Laozi, he wants to talk with him alone. It happens that he also has something to talk with the old man.

Not long after, with the old man's order, many Ren's family members left. When they went out, they also took the body lying across the door. The main hall was quiet again.

"Tea."

The old man was not impatient. He made a cup of tea for Monan himself, patted the position beside him, and motioned Monan to sit down.

The old rascal sat down, sipped his tea, smacked his mouth, and did not drink a good or bad thing. When he put down his tea, he looked at the old man with a smile

"Master, you can say what you want to say."

"Well."

The old man nodded, obviously not paying attention, casually asked: "Shi Sheng and others, still no news?"

"No

Mo Nan looked stunned and shook his head. In fact, he was very worried. If he wanted to say that the old men didn't come back, he didn't even send a message. Recently, he began to worry again.

The old man glanced at him and said calmly:

"Don't worry too much. Your elders are all people who have experienced great storms. If you really want to encounter any trouble, you won't be caught easily."

"On the contrary, it's you. Take good care of yourself and don't let them worry. It's filial piety."

"I've been taught." Monan meditated, nodded and arched.

"Well." The old man whispered again. When he finished his gossip, it was time to talk about business. Just now, in front of many young people, he didn't dare to ask. At this moment, he and Mo Nan definitely asked:

"My body is really all right?"

"Cough."

As Mo Nan was drinking water, he suddenly choked and put down his tea cup. Then he looked at the old man, bit his teeth, and took the initiative to admit:

"Sir, let me compensate you first."

"I'm used to being timid. I used to be protected, but it's nothing. Now the old men are gone. I always like to stay behind when I do things."

"The bowl of medicine I gave you is effective, but it can only work for a while and a half. It's ok if you don't do it, but once you do it, your qi and blood will be exhausted again."

To put it bluntly, he was afraid that Mr. Ren would turn his face and refuse to recognize others at any time. At that time, he would be able to deal with it. For example, when Mr. Zhu just identified him, he was still able to calm down when he hesitated.

Because no matter what decisions the old man made at that time, he was not afraid.

It can even be said that it was Mr. Ren who made a wise decision. Otherwise, as soon as he collapsed, Mo Nan's big sleeve waved, and the people waiting outside Ren's house, the secret department and the blood temple, rushed in instantly. They were not only Zhu, but I'm afraid they would be restless if they were re elected.

"You."

Let the old man listen to, not from silly eyes.

He did not expect, he casually asked, in front of seemingly honest young people, but took the initiative to reveal so many twists and turns.

No wonder, just now after he started, he felt that his body was vaguely different.

He shook his head and was glad that he didn't feel dizzy just now. Then the old man didn't have a good temper and said, "are you timid?"

"If you were really timid, just now, you would have run away, instead of trying to cook medicine for me."“ I'm afraid at that time, you've made up your mind not to let the Zhu family leave alive. "“ The old man is clever. " Monan arched his hand with a smile, and then flattered him: "I knew that this little thought could not hide from you."“ Don't give me that. " Let the old man have no good airway. He just said that. Looking at Mo Nan, he couldn't help flashing some strange colors. It's true that some of the young people who are very deep in the city and some of the news he heard earlier are not right. He didn't know that the old hooligan started to calculate after Shi Jun and others went to the upper boundary. If it had been put in the past, it would have directly hit the Zhu family, that would be the real him. A little chat, an old and a small two people, temper is quite the same, for a time, quite some down on worship, become the meaning of friends. Shao Qing, Ren Laozi sighed again and said with a bitter smile, "so you are not a pharmacist at all, and you can't cure my stubborn disease, right?" At the same time, the old man actually had the answer. That's right. Even Shi Jun and others haven't heard that Yang Zifeng is a pharmacist. He can refine pills, but he can cure injuries and diseases at most, but he can't fight against time. The martial arts of the lower world are all broken. Where can there be such a person as a pharmacist. Just like that, he thought it was a reflection. Before he died, he relied on this recovered body. One day, he counted it as a day and enjoyed it for a few more days. However, Mo Nan was surprised and said, "who said I'm not a pharmacist... Well, let's talk about it later. But what's the difficulty in making up for your loss?" Just raise your hand. That's crazy. Most of all, after he raised his hand, he would stretch it out again. Anyway, it's not hard. He was calm and calm, but fell into master Ren's mouth, but it was like thunder. In a moment, the old man grabbed Monan's arm, breathed quickly and flushed his face and said, "what you said is true?"“ Do you really mean that you can make me as young as a teenager and maintain my current physical condition without much