Chapter 5217: Fall?

After a pause, before Chen Liuhe could say anything, Yang Dingxian said, "Six sons, Qing Wu, you stay here. Don't worry, it's very safe here. No one can rush into it to your disadvantage."
"I will meet those people. This time, I must let them come back and forth, and teach them a painful lesson! They must also know that even if the old man of Dragon God is not in Yanjing, Yanjing is not what they want. You can break through."
After that, Yang Dingxian turned and walked outside the ward.
Chen Liuhe said quickly: "Uncle Yang."
Before Chen Liuhe could speak out, Yang Dingxian waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I won't have anything to do. Long Shen, the old man, has already arranged many things before he leaves."
Yang Dingxian left, and the ward fell into silence and solemnity.
Chen Liuhe, who was lying on the hospital bed, looked ugly, as dull as stagnant water!
You can't do anything like this, you can only feel resigned to fate, it makes him feel uncomfortable, it makes him feel even more uncomfortable than killing him!
He can't help the Dragon God. Now, he doesn't even have the ability to protect himself.
Someone wants to break into Yanjing to take his life, but he can only lie here and watch the changes...
Thinking of this, Chen Liuhe felt as uncomfortable as a knife, which was simply a torment for him.
"Who are they here this time? Are those my enemies? The people from Tianqi Mountain, or from the Yunwu Sect?" Chen Liuhe said in a condensed voice.
Shen Qingwu frowned and said, "No matter who it is, we will definitely be fine."
"Faith is right. No matter who it is, you will be fine. I will personally help you guard this door!" A cold voice rang, and there was a boy and a boy standing outside the door of the ward. The indifference of the face.
This is not Di Xiaotian, who else?
Seeing Di Xiaotian, Chen Liuhe's eyes flashed with surprise, and said, "Are you still in Yanjing? Haven't left?"
Di Xiaotian shook his head indifferently: "I never left."
Chen Liuhe gave a wry smile and glanced at Shen Qingwu. Shen Qingwu nodded slightly. Obviously, Shen Qingwu knew Di Xiaotian's movements, and it was Shen Qingwu who called Di Xiaotian tonight.
Chen Liuhe laughed at himself and said, "I feel much more comfortable with you, a strong man who helps me guard the goal."
Di Xiaotian took a deep look at Chen Liuhe and said, "You must get better, otherwise it will disappoint many people."
Chen Liuhe was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Don't worry, I will never let myself fall, this small hospital bed can't hold me!"
Di Xiaotian nodded and said nothing more.
Chen Liuhe calmed down for a moment and asked, "Who is here today? Do you know?"
"I don't know." Di Xiaotian shook his head, Chen Liuhe was a little disappointed.
But Di Xiaotian quickly followed: "But it must not be the people of Yunwuzong and Tianqishan who can't stand on the table. Those who dare to choose to kill you in Yanjing at this time must be your mortal enemies."
"Which?" Chen Liuhe asked.
"Hidden Shiguzong!" Di Xiaotian spit out a few words gently.
Hearing this, Chen Liuhe took a deep breath, his face was dull, and he couldn't say a word.
What kind of existence is above the Hidden World Ancient Sect? Chen Liuhe naturally knew a little bit in his heart.
Could it be that this time is the legendary Tai Shang?
If it was the existence of those horrors, how could Yang Dingxian stop it?
At this moment, Chen Liuhe's heart was full of anxiety and worry. He felt that the situation had reached an uncontrollable level!
"You are right, but these are no longer things you need to care about. I believe that old man must have made arrangements! He will stop those people! He can't let those people take your life away. , Otherwise, what he did would lose its meaning?"
Di Xiaotian said: "What you need to do now is to lie here and wait, wait for the wind and rain outside to subside, and wait for the old man to return to Beijing safely."
Chen Liuhe's eyes flickered a few times in succession, only feeling a bit blocked in his chest, and endless anger emerged in his heart.
At this kind of moment, he can't do anything unexpectedly, that group of people is simply deceiving! ! !
Di Xiaotian was right. The person who came to Yanjing to kill Chen Liuhe this time was indeed from the Taishang family!
Outside the General War Hospital, less than two kilometers apart, there is a large park.
When Yang Dingxian arrived here, the park had been closed by people from the relevant departments, and no one was allowed to enter.
On the square in the center of the park, Yang Dingxian strode alone.
From a distance, he saw the center of the square, with several poses standing.
There are not many people, just six or seven.
These people, dressed in ordinary, just like normal people, look nothing special.
However, Yang Dingxian would never think so, because he had already felt a huge danger aura from these people.
At a distance of more than ten meters, I can already feel the depression that permeates the entire air.
This depression made Yang Dingxian's chest dull, as if he was about to breathe.
"You should be Yang Dingxian, that's right." Yang Dingxian walked over, and among the six or seven people, a white-haired old man stared at Yang Dingxian and said.
The rest of the people also turned their gazes on Yang Dingxian. Obviously, they were all here waiting for Yang Dingxian.
Yang Dingxian stood still, his back straight, without the slightest timidity or fear, he stared at these people coldly, and spoke slowly:
"Yanjing is not where you should come, taking advantage of nothing happened now, where do you come from, where do you go back!" Yang Dingxian said.
Hearing this, the six or seven people laughed involuntarily, and the laughter was full of sarcasm.
"If the old man was there, we might not dare to set foot here, but that old thing is no longer there. Who else can stop us in Yanjing?" another person said.
Yang Dingxian squinted his eyes, "What do you mean? Who is gone?"
"Naturally, that old thing is gone. If nothing happens, he should have been killed in Tianshan! From then on, it is impossible to return to Yanjing."
The white-haired old man said: "His death announced that everything should be over!"
Hearing this, Yang Dingxian's pupils shrank a few times and said: "The Dragon God is dead? Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! I don't believe it!"
"Believe it or not, these are all established facts! He is called the Dragon God by you, but he is not a god, so why would he not fall?"