The special genius doctor of the beautiful president

Jiang Jiajun just wants to die now.

However, when the knife pierced his body, Jiang Zhonghe quickly pulled it out.

"when!"

Jiang Zhonghe chopped off the silver needle that Lu Sen flew over.

However, because Lu Sen had several silver needles in a row, Jiang Zhonghe had a flaw because of Jiang Jiajun's struggle.

Even though a few of them were chopped off, the silver needle still scratched his face, and he felt a burning sensation.

When Lu Sen was about to make a move, Jiang Zhonghe grabbed Jiang Jiajun's neck with one hand, "If you dare to do it again, I will strangle her to death."

Lu Sen didn't make a move.

He kept staring at Jiang Zhonghe's face.

He felt very strange.

Jiang Zhonghe's expression gave him a distorted feeling from the very beginning.

It doesn't look like a normal human face.

But at this time, because of being injured by the silver needle, it seems that only a layer of skin has peeled off, but this skin looks very fake.

Lu Sen doesn't have the energy to study Jiang Zhonghe's face now, he is thinking about how to save Jiang Jiajun.

I'm afraid even Jiang Jiajun didn't think of it.

It's ironic enough not to let those hunters be caught, but to let his father be defiled at all.

"Back, back immediately!"

Jiang Zhonghe roared again.

"Jiang Xiaoyan, it's been so many years, I didn't expect you to hide here."

Jiang Zhonghe froze, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

"Who, who, get out!"

"Jiang Xiaoyan, ten years ago in Baituo Mountain, you wanted to do something wrong with your teacher's wife. After being found out, you killed a few of your brothers and ran away. I didn't expect that ten years later, you still didn't change your nature. You really responded to that. In other words, wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, and dogs travel thousands of miles to eat shit.”

"Jiang Xiaoyan, you can't eat shit like a dog, it seems that you have to change today."

The voice drifted in slowly.

I can only hear his voice, but not see his people.

"Whoever is playing tricks there, get out!"

Jiang Xiaoyan's eyes were red, he was very angry.

But the hand holding the knife trembled.

At this time, a man and a woman came out slowly.

"Jiang Xiaoyan, we meet again."

The man looked at Jiang Zhonghe and said, "You were allowed to escape ten years ago, and your master Ouyang Fu asked us to arrest you. However, because the notification was late, you were allowed to escape. Unexpectedly, this escape was ten years."

The man sighed: "It's my fault too. I haven't focused on this matter in the past few years, which has caused a catastrophe."

Jiang Zhonghe said in a deep voice: "Who is Jiang Xiaoyan, and who are you!"

The man patted the dust off his body, and said softly, "My name is Yang Jing, and this is my wife, Long Ruoxi."

Jiang Zhonghe stared at the man and woman in front of him. After Yang Jing announced their names, his hand holding the knife trembled even more.

"You are the heroes of the West Sea..."

Yang Jing said softly: "That's just the name everyone gave, we are ordinary people. But ten years ago, I was entrusted by your master, because I owed him the kindness back then, I just accepted this task. Now ten years have passed I finally found you. Jiang Xiaoyan, put down the knife and come back with us to plead guilty."

"I don't know who Jiang Xiaoyan is, but I'm Jiang Zhonghe! I'm the head of Tianyi Sect, so I don't even know who Ouyang Fu is!"

Yang Jing glanced at Jiang Zhonghe, and his figure flashed.

Jiang Zhonghe didn't even see clearly, he just felt like his face was being torn apart.

That's right, Jiang Zhonghe's face was indeed torn open.

After the skin was torn apart, Jiang Zhonghe changed his appearance.

It was a 40-year-old middle-aged man, just ugly.

Looking at Jiang Zhonghe's face, Lu Sen finally understood why he felt that face was distorted just now. It turned out that Jiang Zhonghe had been wearing a human skin-mask.

Before Jiang Zhonghe could react, he asked Yang Jing to slap him away, saving Jiang Jiajun from his hand.

Jiang Jiajun, who was still in shock, turned his head to look at Jiang Zhonghe who was knocked into the air, and wanted to rush over.

After all, it was his father.

However, when she was about to go there, she discovered that it was not her father's face at all.

"You are not my father, who are you!"

Facing Jiang Jiajun's questioning, "Jiang Zhonghe", whose identity had been exposed at this time, knew that he could no longer hide it.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Jiang Zhonghe" wanted to rush over, but Yang Jing waved his hand, and he flew back.

"Jiang Xiaoyan, no matter how hard you struggle, it will be futile. We are here today to bring you back."

"I won't go back even if I die."

"Then it's up to you."

Seeing that "Jiang Zhonghe" was about to jump out of the window and run, Yang Jing's figure flashed again, blocking his way, and then flipping his hands, "Jiang Zhonghe" fell to the ground.

"That's how it all ended."

Yang Jing slapped "Jiang Zhonghe" on the head with a palm, "Jiang Zhonghe" let out a dull sound, and then fell unconscious.

Yang Jing walked over with the person in his hand, ready to leave.

Jiang Jiajun stopped them.

"What the hell is going on, who is this person?"

Yang Jing glanced at Jiang Jiajun, "This man's name is Jiang Xiaoyan, who lived in Baituo Mountain ten years ago. He just wanted to commit adultery with his wife, and after he was discovered, he killed his fellow disciples and fled. This run lasted ten years. When our husband and wife found out about Rongcheng, the clues were broken."

After a pause, Yang Jing sighed slightly, "It's just that I didn't expect that after he fled to Rongcheng, he took refuge in Jiang Zhonghe of Tianyimen—that is, your father. He and your father are actually distant brothers. When your father took him in , should not know what he did in White Camel Mountain."

"And one day, your father found out about this, so Jiang Xiaoyan took advantage of your father's unpreparedness to kill him." Yang Jing glanced at Jiang Xiaoyan who was unconscious in his hand, "So he asked someone to make a human skin- mask, and thus become your father."

Speaking of this, Yang Jing glanced at the front room, where there was a coffin.

And under the coffin, there is a beautiful woman.

It's just that she has fallen asleep forever.

"Even if he pretends to be fine, how can he hide it from the person next to him?" Yang Jing looked back, "Your mother and your father have lived together for so many years, and both sides know many habits. Jiang Xiaoyan knew that your mother had already found out, so Lock her here. And because she has the physique of a descendant of Nuwa, I use her body for cultivation."

Jiang Jiajun gritted his teeth tightly, trying not to let his tears stay.

It turned out that her parents were long gone.

Although I didn't want to cry, I couldn't control the tears, and they stayed there after a while.

Weeping in the beginning, and crying in the end.

Yang Jing took a look, then turned around and said softly to Long Ruoxi beside him, "Honey, let's go back."

Long Ruoxi took Yang Jing's hand, and the two left just like that, as if they had never appeared before.

Lu Sen looked at Jiang Jiajun who was squatting on the ground in pain, and felt a pang in his heart.