Beauty's Supreme Expert

Nalan Xiong, who was sitting in the backyard, coughed out a mouthful of blood.    

Whoosh.    

Taking a deep breath, Nalan Xiong's face was filled with joy and excitement.    

"It's effective, the Talisman is really effective."    

Feeling that the cold energy within his body had almost disappeared by a third, he tightly clenched his trembling hands.    

It had been three years, but this was the first time he had been so excited.    

He had searched the entire Huaxia in these three years, looking for all the famous doctors. However, everything was useless as the cold poison in his body became more and more severe.    

If it weren't for the fact that he was suppressed by the precious herbs and his own inner force, he would have died a long time ago.    

Later on, someone told him that if he wanted to live, he could only go to those ancient martial arts families for help. However, in front of those ancient martial families, his Nalan Family could not enter their eyes.    

He was still alive, waiting for death day after day.    

"I didn't expect that I still had a chance to recover. The heavens have treated me well."    

Feeling very comfortable in his body, Nalan Xiong clenched his fists and said, "Young man, you are my savior."    

Someone came.    

Nalan Xiong's voice sounded. The old butler, who had been waiting outside, quickly ran in: "Master."    

"Give me the paper and pen. I want to paint."    

Waving his hand, Nalan Xiong laughed loudly and said, "Also give me the line to Nalan Xiaoyu, I have something to announce."    

Sensing Nalan Xiong's happy mood, the old butler quickly replied: "Yes, master."    

Soon, a lifelike painting appeared. Nalan Xiong looked around, picked up his stamp and pressed it down.    

"Master, the phone has been connected."    

After pressing the projector, a middle-aged man's image appeared.    

"Dad, you're in such a hurry to find me. Did something happen?" Nalan Xiaoyu asked anxiously.    

"Pick up the painting, get closer and let Xiaoyu see clearly."    

After signaling the old butler to pick up the portrait, Nalan Xiong knocked on the table: "Xiaoyu, did you see the seal on the portrait?"    

"Dad, what are you doing? Is this a family order?"    

Staring at the stamp with wide eyes, Nalan Xiaoyu shouted in disbelief, "Dad, what happened?"    

"The person in the portrait is the savior of me, Nalan Xiong."    

Pointing at the portrait, Nalan Xiong's voice was filled with dignity: "Right now I am giving out the family order, but for anyone who has Nalan Family, be it the outer or inner sect, they will all be able to see me in the future."    

See him in the future as if he were me.    

Nalan Xiong's last sentence scared Nalan Xiaoyu speechless. He rubbed his eyes as he looked at the portrait. He was only in his twenties. How could he make the master of the Nalan clan say such words?    

However, Nalan Xiaoyu, who knew his father's personality well, didn't ask about the details. Instead, he remembered the family order: "Dad, scan the portrait to me, I will implement it onto everyone in the family right now."    

"This is a chance for our family to improve, Xiaoyu, you will understand in the future."    

Nalan Xiong nodded and looked at the portrait deeply: "His name is Mr. Lin."    

Having seen the entire process of Lin Fann's talisman refinement with his own eyes, he had even personally experienced the effects of the Talisman. Nalan Xiong firmly believed that Lin Fann's background was definitely not simple. If his family could establish a relationship with him, then it would definitely be a profitable one.    

After ending the call, Nalan Xiong stood up from his chair. He glanced at the old butler beside him: "If you have any questions, just ask. In my eyes, you're not an outsider."