Wan Xiaokai looked at Jiang Fei and swallowed his saliva, "Jiang Fei, if you don't forget it, I'll find a way to pay him back." ”

Scarface heard Wan Xiaokai's words and laughed even more wildly, "Haha, wait for death, you and your family, my Brother Yao will definitely take care of it!" ”

"Yang Yao? Does that guy have a golden ring on his nose? ”

Jiang Fei looked at Scarface's face and asked with a flat face.

The man who threw him into Kunlun Mountain three months ago, the little brothers around him all called him Brother Yao.

"Well, that's him." Wan Xiaokai nodded.

He knew that Jiang Fei was not familiar with the forces in Tianhai City, so he couldn't help but remind: "Jiang Fei, Yang Yao, we can't afford to mess with it. ”

Jiang Fei smiled noncommittally, there is no one in this world that he can't afford to mess with, it's just up to him whether he wants to mess with it or not.

Jiang Fei glanced at the little brother with a scarred face playfully, "Go back and tell Yang Yao that the man he threw into Kunlun Mountain for three months has returned, and let him choose a good cemetery." ”

The seven little brothers with Scarface couldn't help but glance at each other, wondering if this kid was crazy.

What kind of character is Brother Yao?

Is it something he can fight against?

However, when several people saw the miserable appearance of Scarface, they didn't dare to refute it, and quickly left with the crippled Scarface.

Seeing them leaving, Wan Xiaokai couldn't help but ask, "Three months ago, Yang Yao threw him into Kunlun Mountain?" ”

"Hmm." Jiang Fei nodded lightly.

Wan Xiaokai couldn't help but swallow his saliva, "What the hell are you, how did you come out alive?" ”

Kunlun Mountain, there are countless myths, but for the people of Hua Province, it is a forbidden area, a forbidden area of life!

If you enter there, you will surely die!

"They left me on the edge, and when they were gone, I came out, and met a wandering doctor."

Jiang Fei explained and said, "I have learned a body of medicine, so I can cure Tutu's disease." ”

This is the reason why Jiang Fei thought about it.

Wan Xiaokai frowned and said, "Then how did you provoke Yang Yao?" ”

"I don't want to talk about the past." Jiang Fei shook his head, that thing was disgraceful after all, he didn't have the face to say it.

Seeing this, Wan Xiaokai didn't ask much, but his face was full of worry, and said: "Jiang Fei, Yang Yao is extremely protective, quickly take Tutu, let's leave Tianhai City." ”

"There's no need." Jiang Fei was noncommittal, not to mention that he still had to go to Lin Xiaoxue.

Daughter, you can't live without a mother.

Moreover, he owes Lin Xiaoxue too much, and he can't let her suffer a little grievance.

Wan Xiaokai frowned and said: "Jiang Fei, Yang Yao is very ruthless, we really can't afford to provoke it, you have a daughter, not alone." ”

Although Jiang Fei is a little skilled, his two fists are difficult to beat his four hands, and Yang Yao has money and people.

And Jiang Fei, who has no power, no power and no money, and has to take care of Tutu, how to fight with Yang Yao?

"How can you say that you kid is also ruthless, just this little bit of guts?" Jiang Fei frowned.

Hearing this, a flash of anger flashed in Wan Xiaokai's eyes, but soon he smiled bitterly.

After the ruthless?

In this world, only with money can he be ruthless, and now, he has nothing.

"Okay, you're not afraid, I'm afraid of a ball." Wan Xiaokai simply gritted his teeth.

Jiang Fei smiled faintly and said: "That's right, don't worry, when I get my affairs done, as long as you want to, don't talk about this Tianhai City, it is the entire Hua Province, if you want to be the king underground, I will help you." ”

"Okay, don't pretend to be forced in front of Lao Tzu." Wan Xiaokai shook his head, he had this dream, but he didn't have this luxury.

Jiang Fei didn't say anything, just stomped his feet.

Suddenly, cracks appeared in the ground.

Wan Xiaokai's eyes widened, and his face was full of shock.

Jiang Fei smiled lightly: "Now, do you think I'm joking?" ”

With his strength, it is naturally impossible for Wan Xiaokai to be crowned the king and worship the prime minister, but this little thing is a piece of cake at all.

Wan Xiaokai took a deep breath, and said with excitement in his eyes: "Okay, Jiang Fei, you have the ability, Lao Tzu has the wisdom, let's join forces to break through the sky." ”

Jiang Fei: "..."

Wisdom?

Lao Tzu has lived for hundreds of years, and you tell me wisdom?

However, he didn't say it, this was too much of a blow to Wan Xiaokai.

In the rented room, Jiang Fei looked at his sleeping daughter, stretched out his hand to gently help her gently pick up the broken hair on her forehead, and smiled slightly.

A generation of demon venerables, at this time, there was no killing intent, and some were just the father's love for his daughter.

"Mama, Tutu misses you, don't leave Tutu..."

At this time, Tutu suddenly pouted, and although he was asleep, crystal tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Jiang Fei's heart was about to break when he saw it, he held Tutu in his arms, and said softly: "Tutu is good, Dad will take you to Mom." ”

After coaxing for a while, the daughter fell asleep, but the rabbit who had just fallen asleep had black blood flowing from her nostrils.

Jiang Fei frowned, gently lifted his daughter's clothes, and found that the poisonous thread had spread to the position of his heart.

Obviously, it is a sign of poison entering the heart.

"Lan Xing has almost no spiritual energy, it is difficult to cultivate spiritual power, I remember when I first got a cultivation technique called "Heavenly Machine Divine Technique", this exercise seems to be able to cultivate without absorbing spiritual energy."

Jiang Fei was very calm, although this exercise was inconspicuous among the exercises he remembered, a good knife must be used on the blade.

The Heavenly Machine Divine Trick is obviously very suitable for the current situation.

After looking at his daughter's situation, Jiang Fei knew that he had to cultivate the Heavenly Machine Divine Technique as soon as possible and condense the Sick Qi Needle.

Sick gas needle, pumping human body sick gas, mildew, resentment, etc. as the product of condensation.

This thing is simply the nemesis of all diseases, including poisoning!

Jiang Fei silently operated the Heavenly Machine Divine Technique, and went out with Jiang Xiaotu in his arms, looking for the sick qi condensed and the sick qi needle.

On the street, Jiang Fei looked at the passers-by and frowned slightly.

"It's too little, you have to have the sick qi of a terminally ill patient to condense the sick qi needle!"

After cultivating the Heavenly Machine Divine Technique, Jiang Fei could see that there was a cloud of air flowing around the person's body.

The gray airflow represents sickness.

The pale black airflow represents resentment!

The dark black airflow represents yin!

…

The Heavenly Secret is to use all kinds of qi in the human body as the source, cultivate to the highest realm, and be able to see through the heavenly machine and predict good luck and evil.

Jiang flew to the hospital and walked briskly, and the hospital was the best choice to find terminally ill patients.

"Huh?"

As soon as he walked out of the street, Jiang Fei suddenly made a discovery, looked at the intersection, but saw that the gray air flow was like a thick fog.

"What a huge sickness!" Jiang Fei was overjoyed, such a huge amount of sick qi was enough to condense the sick qi needle!

Jiang Fei rushed over with a brisk stride and found that the sick qi was coming from an old man in Tang costume who was lying on the ground.

The old man should have been ill, and there were many onlookers gathered around, but no one went up to help.

Jiang Fei saw that the old man's face was pale, his left hand was covering his heart, and his face was a little distorted in pain.

Heart disease!

A word appeared in Jiang Fei's mind, such a terminal illness, no wonder the illness was so huge.

Jiang Fei walked over to the old man and squatted down.

"Hey, boy, this may be a porcelain, you can't afford it!" A well-meaning onlooker reminded.

Jiang Fei paused and smiled noncommittally.

Touching him Hell Demon Venerable?

That's looking for death.

Moreover, this old man is not a porcelain toucher.

Jiang Fei squatted down to help the old man up, feeling the thick fog-like sickness surging in, and hurriedly used the Heavenly Skill Divine Technique, greedily absorbing the sickness qi.

The other party's heart disease is very serious, and that kind of illness is like a flash flood or a collapsing mudslide.

Jiang Fei quickly operated the Heavenly Machine Divine Technique for a week, and the huge sick qi was compressed by ten million times, and finally formed a millineedle the thickness of a cow's hair.

This is the sick gas needle!

This thing is a divine weapon that kills the source of the disease.