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It was like having an endless dream, when Su Zangfeng woke up and opened his eyes, he saw the old-fashioned beams above his head.

The air was filled with a faint smell of medicine, which made Su Zangfeng's spirit also lift up a little, he took a deep breath, blinked, and then looked around.

It was indeed in a very old room, apparently old. The old-fashioned design of the beams and layout, as well as the very appropriate furnishings and carved windows and doors, give this room a simple but elegant temperament.

Being in such a room, Su Zangfeng couldn't help but feel quite calm. But at the same time, he also felt confused.

It seems that this is the first time I have seen such a building that is so behind the times after entering the city, so what is this place?

Su Zangfeng frowned, he couldn't forget anything that had happened in the moment before he passed out in a coma.

In an almost insoluble predicament, he chose to use his body as a barrier and his life as bait, ordering Ah Fa to shoot at him, and at the same time, he also took advantage of the fact that he was a little faster than Yang Yidao and because of the reaction speed in front of him, he pulled Yang Yidao into the water.

Su Zangfeng could basically confirm that Yang Yidao had died, because before losing consciousness, he vaguely heard the sound of Yang Yidao being shot again, and also felt the muffled sound of his body falling to the ground.

It should have been Ah Fa's shot, and it was right to understand Yang Yidao's life. However, what kind of place is this, is it a stronghold of Ah Fa?

But there is no place in this room that is not enough to have a delicate temperament, will a man like Ah Fa live in such a room?

Moreover, the smell of medicine ......

Su Zangfeng moved his nose and groaned slightly, he had basically confirmed the ingredients and efficacy of that drug, which was obviously used to treat internal injuries.

At this time, Su Zangfeng also realized that he was an injured person, and wanted to get up and try to move his body, but as soon as he moved, he couldn't help but gasp.

The sharp pain in his chest was like a tear, so he didn't dare to move anymore, and lay down with his eyes open for a while, before he finally suppressed the pain.

He no longer moved rashly, but intently sensed his state.

On his feet, wrapped in gauze, the wound in that place came from the blade of Yang Yidao.

In the lower abdomen, there was a bandage, which came from being stabbed when he was fighting with the ghost head, Su Zangfeng felt it slightly, and he didn't pay attention to it. This injury did not hurt the internal organs, but only the skin and bones, and there was no major problem.

There were injuries on the arms, shoulders, and even on the face, but those wounds were also treated, and Su Zangfeng ignored them, because there was nothing serious.

And the real fatal, or almost fatal, was the wound in the chest.

Su Zangfeng secretly condensed and attracted the strength in his body, and then, like a tentacle, a wave of energy quietly probed the injury on his chest.

The precise location of the wound, offset three millimeters upwards in the right atrium. This is a shaved head injury, if the bullet fired by Ah has a slight deviation, then there is a chance that he will not wake up.

I don't know if it's due to Ah Fa's marksmanship or his own luck?

However, Yang Yidao should not have such good luck.

Su Zangfeng's mind recalled that when he was in front of Yang Yidao, when the bullet penetrated one after another, at that time, Yang Yidao happened to lift his knife and pointed it at his head, and now that he thinks about it, it seems that this action led to Yang Yidao's sad end.

If Yang Yidao didn't do this, there would be no action of lifting the arm, and if it weren't for the action of lifting the arm, with Yang Yidao's height, if he stood still and was shot, then the position should be relatively close to the shoulder, and even if the injury was serious, it would just be a waste of an arm.

But it was precisely because of the action of picking the knife that Yang Yidao's height suddenly rose a few points, which made him more lethal than Su Zangfeng at that moment!

In fact, even if Ah Fa didn't fire the second shot, the result of Yang Yidao was already doomed, but with Yang Yidao's madness, he would definitely have to be buried with him before he died.

Looking back on the whole process of that battle, Su Zangfeng had a lot of feelings and insights in his heart.

In all fairness, Yang Yidao is an extremely rare master, and he is also an extremely rare opponent.

The very rare thing about him is that he is already close to the age of sixtieth, but he still maintains an amazing physique and ancient martial arts cultivation.

His extreme rarity lies in the fact that when facing the enemy, his every move and every move shows that there is only one thought in his mind, and that is to kill!

These two points are enough to make Yang Yidao an opponent who cannot help but be afraid, but it is also easy to improve, of course, this must be based on being able to survive his sword skills.

Su Zangfeng sighed faintly, and didn't think about it anymore, everything last night came to an end temporarily with Yang Yidao's death, at least, even if there were any new changes, it had nothing to do with their Yang family.

Su Zangfeng shook his head, allowing himself to stop thinking about these things for the time being. And then, he couldn't help but look slightly, and turned his head to look in the direction of the door.

The door that opened inward was gently pushed open, and immediately after, a figure appeared in Su Zangfeng's sight.

The sunlight outside followed the person who entered the door at this time, so that Su Zangfeng, who was in the backlight, couldn't see this person's face for a while. But the figure of this person made a figure instantly appear in Su Zangfeng's mind.

A figure like a fairy.

"Awake?" Mo Yanran was holding a saucer, on top of which was a small blue and white bowl, the mist in the bowl was rising, and the medicinal fragrance was mellow, obviously Chinese medicine.

She slowly moved into the room, glanced at Su Zangfeng, did not show the slightest expression of surprise or anxiety, but asked lightly as if she was facing an ordinary thing.

"Wake up...... That, fairy, what's this place?"

"Hmm, what do you call me?" Mo Yanran's attention was obviously on what Su Zangfeng called her.

"Hehe, calling you a fairy, it shouldn't snub you, right?" Su Zangfeng smiled reluctantly.

This girl does look like a fairy in the world, but he doesn't call her a fairy, and he doesn't know how to call each other, calling each other beautiful, it seems to be a little cheesy, calling the name, it seems that he is not familiar to that extent, after all, the word fairy feels more appropriate.

"If you are injured like this, you still want to play hooligan, do you think you can beat me now?" Mo Yanran felt that she was neglected, not only was she neglected, but she was also slighted.

And more, when she saw Su Zangfeng's seemingly innocent eyes, she felt like she saw a few days ago, when she met Su Zangfeng for the first time, he was holding the embarrassing "Analysis of Female Body Structure", looking at herself innocently, asking herself if she wanted to study together.

Thinking of this, Mo Yanran couldn't help but regret a little, it seems that she shouldn't have rescued this person with bad character!

Su Zangfeng didn't know Mo Yanran's thoughts, but he showed his innocent face again, and said to Mo Yanran: "Fairy, you misunderstood me." ”

"You misunderstood me, my name is Mo Yanran, you can call me by my name directly, but don't call me a fairy!"

"Oh, Fairy Mo...... Mo Yanran, hello, did you save me?" Su Zangfeng smiled and said.

"You should drink medicine!" Mo Yanran was too lazy to say, pointed to the soup bowl, walked straight to the side and sat down, picked up an ancient book placed on the shelf, and flipped through it without hurry, and the whole person also entered a very calm state.

The sunlight shone on Mo Yanran's body through the thin window paper, which made her waist-length hair covered with a layer of golden light, and her slightly bowed figure also looked extremely quiet and peaceful.

She was wearing a set of linen clothes that matched the environment very well, which seemed to be very ordinary, but this set of pure white loose clothes, worn on her body, made her exude a unique temperament that was different from ordinary girls.

Even, even her face, which seemed to find no flaws to fault with, was now covered by her fairy-like temperament, and it didn't matter at all.

"Have you seen enough?" Mo Yanran didn't look up, but suddenly burst out with a sentence.

"Uh...... Not yet. Su Zangfeng was indeed a little obsessed, and subconsciously replied.

In fact, he is not an appearance control, on the contrary, he judges whether a girl is beautiful or not, and pays more attention to the inside than the outside.

Most of the people in big cities, even if they have a good skin, but most of them are superficial and vulgar, no matter how beautiful they are, Su Zangfeng will not feel anything.

But this Mo Yanran in front of him made Su Zangfeng have a completely different perception.

"Huh?" Mo Yanran suddenly raised her eyebrows, and this time she raised her head, but her squinted eyes were clearly a little murderous.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm talking about medicine. ”

"What's wrong with the medicine?" Mo Yanran said almost in a hurry.

"The medicine is not cold yet. Su Zangfeng said without thinking.

"Does this have anything to do with me?" Mo Yanran suddenly said.

"Well, if you want to talk about relationships, there are actually them. Su Zangfeng hesitated a little and said.

"Huh?" Mo Yanran seemed to like to use expressions instead of asking questions, looking at Su Zangfeng, noncommittal.

"My injury is a bit serious, and the medicine is still a little hot, so I'm afraid it's a little inconvenient to drink. ”

"So what?"

"So, can you bother and feed me?"

"Yes. If you're not afraid of being the first to choke to death with Chinese medicine. Mo Yanran closed the book and stood up, as if waiting for Su Zangfeng to make a decision.

Do you want to be a person who may be choked to death by the medicinal soup, but before that, he is a person who enjoys the treatment of a fairy serving and drinking medicine?

This question flashed in Su Zangfeng's mind, and then there was an answer, he shook his head and said, "Don't be afraid." ”

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