The first literary battle!

The old head, who was lying on the bed, seemed to have recovered some of his half-open eyes, but it was difficult for him to speak.

After he heard ye Chen's purpose for coming, he must have known in his heart that this was the result of the letter he had sent.

He took a closer look at ye Chen's face and confirmed that it was the same person he had seen half a year ago. The people who had surrounded him were his four disciples.

The old head who was lying on the bed seemed to want to say something, but after opening his mouth, no sound came out. He was obviously surprised.

Then, she wanted to say a few words impulsively, but she didn't expect to only hear some very vague voices.

As for what he was saying, no one could hear him clearly.

Ye chen had no other choice. Although more than half of the poison in the old elder's body had been removed, the remaining half was still very stubborn.