In the next three years, the masters arranged for him to enter the light. He joined the mysterious Chinese organization Tianying to serve the country, washed away all his anger and murderous aura, trained countless masters of Tianying, and became the highly respected coach among Tianying.

These six years can be reshaped by a person. He knows very well that at this moment, he is no longer the idle child in Qingling Mountain who does nothing. A good person? A bad person? How can one summarize the word "good or bad" in life?

And now, he just wants to live freely and freely. If this is the last three years of his life, he does not want to leave any regrets.

When Xu Lingshan saw that he was silent, she didn't say anything for a moment, and started the car and was about to leave.

But at this moment, in the door of the Song family villa, a figure suddenly ran towards this side, shouting while running.

Han Yang and Xu Lingshan soon discovered it. When they turned around, they found that the person who was rushing over was no one else, but the eldest lady of the Song family, Song Chuchu.

Seeing this, the two of them couldn't help but look at each other, with a look of confusion in their eyes.

Song Chuchu ran to the car and knocked on the car window vigorously. Xu Lingshan hurriedly rolled down the car window.

Song Chuchu gasped and shouted anxiously: "Help, help, my grandfather can't do it anymore, my grandfather is going to die..."

Han Yang couldn't help but frown, and Xu Lingshan hurriedly asked: "Chuchu, don't worry, tell me slowly, what's wrong? Didn't your grandfather just escape from danger?"

Song Chuchu was so anxious that she burst into tears, "It's my second aunt, she... she took out the silver needle on my grandfather's neck despite Long Bo's dissuasion. Now my grandfather is vomiting blood from his mouth. That's so terrible..."

"What?" After hearing this, Han Yang and Xu Lingshan shouted loudly in unison.

Xu Lingshan's face turned pale and said angrily: "How can this be done? The silver needle contains the internal energy in Han Yang's body, which is constantly nourishing and repairing the meridians in the old man's body. Just pulling it out rashly will definitely reverse the meridians that the old man had just sorted out, and the qi and blood flow backwards, so that the meridians are completely cut off!"

As she said that, she snorted angrily, "If this is the case, stop talking about us. Even if my master comes, I can't save the old man!"

Song Chuchu's face turned pale, and her legs became weak and she fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Xu Lingshan frowned, but got out of the car and helped Song Chuchu up. Han Yang had a calm face and got out of the car.

Song Chuchu looked at Xu Lingshan who was holding her and kept begging, "Sister Lingshan, please, please save my grandpa, please..."

Xu Lingshan looked helpless, "Chuchu, it's not that I don't want to save it, but that I really don't have the ability!"

Song Chuchu looked desperate and suddenly looked at Han Yang next to her. Suddenly, she knelt on the ground with a plop, hugged Han Yang's legs, and shouted: "Han Yang, I beg you to save my grandfather, save my grandfather..."

Han Yang looked at Song Chuchu, who was so arrogant before, and his expression changed slightly.

Xu Lingshan hurried to pull Song Chuchu, "Chuchu, don't you do this, didn't I say it? Even if my master comes, I can't save the old man! At this time, even if the Taiyi magic needle is understood, it will be useless!"

But Song Chuchu held Han Yang's legs and refused to let go.

Xu Lingshan looked helpless.

Han Yang suddenly looked at Song Chuchu and said lightly: "Song Chuchu, let go of me, I can go up and take a look!"

Song Chuchu's expression was shocked, as if she saw a glimmer of dawn, and a hint of joy suddenly surged in her eyes, "Really? Han Yang, can you save my grandfather?"

Han Yang looked at her crying loudly, without any image at all, and couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted, so he nodded, "Get up first!"

Song Chuchu got up quickly.

Xu Lingshan looked at Han Yang in confusion and asked, "Han Yang, can you really save the old man?"

Han Yang glanced at her and said, "Go up and take a look!"

Immediately, the three of them walked quickly into the villa.

When he went up the second floor and entered the old man's bedroom, a bloody smell came from the air. When Han Yang looked, he found that the new quilt on the old man's bed had been dyed red with blood, and the blood was all bright red.

At this moment, the old man fell on the bed, his body was twitching slightly, and only the breath was left, and there was no air inhalation.

Seeing this, Han Yang couldn't help but feel a little angry and said in a deep voice: "What's going on? Didn't I specifically instruct you not to pull out the silver needle?"

Song Zihao squatted beside the bed, holding the old man's hand with one hand, as if he was dumbfounded.

Song Ziyun and Zhao Yuna hugged in a corner, looking scared.

Long Bo's face looked extremely ugly. When he heard Han Yang's question, he pointed to Zhao Yuna beside him and said angrily: "It's her. As soon as you left, she rushed in. I told her what you said, but she said you are a liar. She didn't believe you. She even called me a dog slave meddling in other people's business. Then he ignored my obstacles and pulled out the silver needle. As soon as the silver needle was pulled out, the old man started vomiting blood!"

Han Yang glanced at Zhao Yuna angrily, and he could even imagine this person's ugly face when doing these things.

At this moment, Song Zihao, who was holding the old man's hand, suddenly roared and rushed towards Zhao Yuna, slapping her in the face several times, and shouting: "You shrew, you killed the old man with your own hands, do you know?"

Zhao Yuna was so scared that she dared not resist by Song Zihao's appearance. Song Ziyun next to her did not dare to say anything. A few slap marks were quickly left on Zhao Yuna's face, but she did not dare to say anything.

After slapping a few times in a row, Song Zihao stopped, and at this moment, he also regained some rationality.

He snorted angrily, turned to Han Yang and Xu Lingshan, and said with a bitter face: "You two, I don't know if the old man is still saved?"

There was a look of despair on his face. He saw the old man vomiting blood just now. At this moment, he had basically no hope in his heart. To be honest, this was the first time he had seen him, and a person could spit out so much blood.

Xu Lingshan looked at him and sighed, "Mr. Song, it is probably useless to be alive now. You should prepare for your funeral!"

Upon hearing this, Song Zihao couldn't help but take a deep breath and close his eyes.

But at this moment, Han Yang, who had not spoken, suddenly sighed. He glanced at Song Zihao, Song Chuchu and Long Bo, and said lightly: "Well, because you are quite a bit human, I, Han Yang, made an exception and just thought it was just to do good deeds and accumulate some virtue!"
Chapter completed!