Inside VIP Ward 001

"Uh......!" Cheng Feng in the ward smiled awkwardly.

Xia Shiyun on the side, seeing Cheng Feng's expression as if he had really eaten Xiang, couldn't help but cover his little face and snickered.

Seeing Cheng Feng's appearance, Zuo Yan pointed to the durian on the cabinet on the side and said, "That's it! I can't find anything Xiang around here, you eat this durian and it's over, don't you think?"

When Cheng Feng heard Zuo Yan say this, he hurriedly ran over to pick up the fruit knife and moved his hand towards the durian, as if he was afraid that Zuo Yan would regret it. Three times two divided by two, one operation peeled the durian in half, and the action was fluent like a professional durian.

Xia Shiyun looked at the pair of half-separated durians and thought, "Why don't I know, when did I buy durian?"

The smell that belongs to durian permeates the entire ward, and the others are fine, and the normal durian smell is still asked.

Cheng Feng smelled the smell like a real Xiang, and it stinked.

Cheng Feng looked at the durian in front of him, and thought to himself, it wasn't bad! But why the is so stinky! Holding it is like grabbing Xiang, and his clothes and hands are full of this smell of Xiang.

He gritted his teeth, thinking, "Made, can eating a durian be worse than eating Xiang?"

The more he ate, the more he suspected that he was eating Xiang, because his mother was so stinky, and the taste was very big and full!

Finally, he finished eating, during which he went to the bathroom and vomited three times, but the strange thing was that his bile was about to vomit out, but the durian he had just eaten did not vomit at all.

If he didn't have a smell of Xiang on his body, he would have to wonder if he had eaten that durian.

After Cheng Feng finished eating his "Xiang" and left with a look of resentment, yes, it was "Xiang!", our Demon Emperor transformed the "Xiang!" in the bathroom into that durian and let Cheng Feng eat it.

Otherwise, with his personality, how could he let go of this person who provoked him several times.

Xia Shiyun also accompanied her parents out of the hospital, and when she was leaving, she ran to him and said to him in her ear, let him rest well, and come to see him tomorrow.

Zuo Yancai returned to his VIP099 ward, lying on the bed and looking at the ceiling above his head.

I thought to myself, "I don't know what's going on in the Xianwu World."

I counted the time that I disappeared from the earth for two years, but 20,000 years passed over there.

It's a ratio of 1:10,000! Staying here for one day is equivalent to staying in the Xianwu World for about twenty-seven years, and the speed of time is too terrifying!"

The people over there, I don't know what's going on. But they should all be doing well!Nuoda is the only demon country in the Demon Domain, among which there are countless strong people, and there are mutated ones, so what's the problem?

But why is he so inexplicably uneasy? When he returns to Earth, he loses contact with mutants, and he always has an intuition that something is going to happen.

But in my current state, I don't want to try to establish a relationship at all, it seems that the top priority now is to recover from the injury as soon as possible!

Zuo Yan, who was lying down suddenly, suddenly sat up, "Eh! How did this little guy do this, his life is almost gone!" Zuo Yan muttered, because he suddenly felt the strangeness of the emperor's blood that he had left in Xie Bi'an's body.

"Let's go check it out!"

After saying that, he tore the space again and disappeared in place......

In the dimly lit hall, there were obviously two people standing up and down, but the silent needle drop could be heard, and it was lifeless.

The ghost fires suspended around the main hall were beating, adding a little vitality to the originally forested hall.

"Have you thought about it, if you attack me again this time, you will violate my bottom line, and I won't spare you again!" the man standing above, dressed in an ink robe and wearing a black and gold tiara, broke the silence.

"That's nature, you think I'm messing around with you?"

"Isn't it?"

"Of course not, Lao Tzu has long had an opinion on the work arrangement of the two of us!"

"Really, how long has it been? Why didn't you say this before?"

"I couldn't beat you before, naturally you are the uncle, I can only do things with my tail between my legs, but now it's different!"

"Hehe! You don't have a small tone, Xie Bi'an, do you really want to come with me? I guess, the early stage of the cave void, or the middle stage of the cave void? Otherwise, where did you get the guts?" Cui Fujun raised his eyebrows.

"Don't guess, the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Cave Void, in a word, can you fight or not?"

"The Great Perfection in the Late Stage of the Cave Void!Okay! You are amazing, will I go to hook the soul in the future?" Cui Fujun walked down the steps and threw a seal to Xie Bi'an.

Xie Bi'an looked at the "seal" flying over with a strange smile, and turned the sword horizontally with his fingers, and the sword qi in the hall suddenly surged, shaking the table in the hall.

More than three feet in front of him, the seal was scattered in pieces.

Cui Fujun suddenly shouted: "The Great Perfection in the late stage of the cave void, why don't I believe it so fuckingly?" After speaking, he swept out of the high platform, his palm was like a rainbow, and he attacked Xie Bi'an's abdomen and left.

Xie Bi'an slightly sideways made an elegant front flip, avoided the palm that attacked the door of life, and stood in the hall, and the objects in the hall on both sides were shaken into powder by the aftermath of Cui Fujun's palm, which shows how amazing the power of Cui Fujun's palm is.

Seeing that this accumulation palm failed to make a contribution, Cui Fujun slowly took out his three-foot Qingfeng, pointed at Xie Bi'an and said, "If you want to fight, play really, then I'm not welcome!" With a slight wave of the sword body forward, he easily drew waves like water waves in the void.

Cui Fujun raised his sword, and a sword qi rushed towards Xie Bi'an in the center of the main hall with the momentum of tearing everything.

Looking at this unkind sword, Xie Bi'an didn't dodge it, but just clenched his fists and crossed them on his chest and took a deep breath.

Then, under Cui Fujun's surprised gaze, Xie Bi'an retreated to the courtyard outside the main hall in the impact of the sword light, and slowly lowered his hands across his chest.

In the face of his own blow, he seemed to only have a visible cut in the sleeve of his right arm, and he couldn't help but feel speechless for a while.

Suddenly, the soul hook on Xie Bi'an's side appeared, and Xie Bi'an stood outside the hall with the hook, indescribably elegant.

Cui Fujun really couldn't see him playing handsome in front of him, so he held a sword in both hands and shot towards him with a move "Sword Buckle Heavenly Gate".

Xie Bi'an smiled, and with a touch of his left hand on the hook, the soul hook was as scarlet as before.

He rushed to Cui Fujun, who had come over, and said, "Don't you don't believe that I am in the late stage of the cave void? I'll let you see the gap between you and me now!"

He held the soul hook high and said word by word: "Resentment-Spirit-Blood-Shura!"

With a wave of the soul hook in the air, blood spirits gushed out from it, roaring and rushing towards Cui Fujun, who had turned to attack and defensive.

Facing the blood spirit pouring out like a torrent, Cui Fujun's long sword danced like a meat grinder.

In an instant, the sword gang was great, forming an unbreakable sword and shield in front of him, and the blood spirit that rushed in front was shattered by the sword and shield and scattered in all directions, as if it was really unbreakable.

But then it turned out that his sword and shield were not unbreakable, and after only a few breaths, the sword and shield turned into a streamer and dissipated.

The blood spirit that broke the shield came out of Cui Fujun's body, and let out a happy and contented laugh, as if he had eaten a sumptuous meal that followed.

Cui Fujun stood on the sword in his right hand and knelt on one knee on the cracked bluestone floor.

With his mouth open, he gasped for breath, his face was pale, and his body breath was decreasing all the time.