Delicate fragrance.

A faint strange fragrance.

Feng Yi snorted and opened his eyes hard.

The whole body is sore, weak and weak, and the internal organs seem to be burning.

Is Lao Tzu still alive?

However, it seems that I have a fever again.

From childhood to adulthood, Feng Yi would have a high fever every time he fought violently, or after losing a lot of blood.

A few months ago, he broke into the barracks of the United States special operations team, and he was hit by several bullets in his body, and he almost stepped into hell with one kick.

That time, Feng Yi had a high fever for three days and three nights in a row, and his highest body temperature reached 41 degrees Celsius.

Neither physical cooling nor medication to reduce fever has the slightest effect.

Just after the military hospital issued a critical illness notice, Feng Yi's body began to undergo miraculous changes, his body temperature gradually decreased, and it only took one night to return to normal.

A high fever is fatal for the vast majority of ordinary people.

However, for Feng Yi, every time he is seriously injured, the high fever seems to be a panacea for rejuvenation.

Just wait quietly for the high fever to subside, and he will regain his dragon spirit!

"Wind, you're awake."

A man's voice rang out, and the words in Mandarin were round.

Golden hair, slightly playful face.

Feng Yi saw the man's face clearly, and frowned slightly.

"Why are you here?"

The blonde man was none other than Mike.

The son of the richest man in the country, a typical rich second generation.

In order to follow Feng Yi's traces, he traveled thousands of miles to get here, but he was unlucky to be trapped here and couldn't go anywhere.

Mike smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "The last time we met, I installed a base station on you. ”

Feng Yi pondered slightly, and asked rhetorically, "Was it when you patted me on the shoulder?" ”

Mike looked surprised, nodded, and gave Feng Yi a thumbs up.

Feng Yi closed his eyes and sniffed with his nose.

Mike's body exudes a unique scent, which should be sprayed with high-end cologne.

However, this fragrance is completely different from the faint fragrance I smelled before.

At that time, it was probably a woman who came to my rescue. The faint fragrance was mostly emanating from the woman's body.

"Since you have a top master by your side, what are you still pestering me for?"

Feng Yi closed his eyes and said coldly.

In fact, Feng Yi met Mike by chance during a mission.

Feng Yi's resolute and decisive action aroused the strong interest of this rich second generation.

Since then, Mike has made a proposal to let Feng Yi be his bodyguard, with an annual salary of millions of dollars.

However, Feng Yi has never had any desire for money, and he is not interested in this high-salary invitation at all.

What's more, Feng Yi, as a member of the Fengshen Special Combat Team, has too many secrets hidden in his body and involves too many military secrets.

With this alone, it is impossible for him to deign to be someone else's bodyguard.

For Mike, Feng Yi is neither disgusted nor angry.

What if the other party is a rich second generation, but he is just a passerby in his eyes, and there is no need for any intersection.

"Ahem! I thought you were in a coma all along, but I didn't expect that I still couldn't hide anything from you. ”

Mike's face flushed slightly, he almost said that he was Feng Yi's life-saving benefactor just now.

If this is a bragging skin and is punctured by Feng Yi, it will only cause greater disgust from the other party.

"Ms. Zhang, can you come in?"

Mike stood up, walked to the door, and asked respectfully.

Feng Yi opened his eyes and struggled to sit up, but found that he couldn't even exert any strength in his body, and no matter how hard he tried, it was in vain.

The door opened.

Feng Yi listened sideways, but only heard Mike's footsteps alone.

Did Ms. Zhang come in? Why can't you even hear footsteps?

Before people arrive, smell the incense first.

A faint fragrance came into Feng Yi's nostrils, which lifted his spirits.

"This guy isn't dead yet?"

A cold woman's voice sounded, not caring for the other party's feelings.

"He woke up, but he just kept having a high fever. Thanks to your healing elixir, he was saved from the ghost gate. ”

Mike said this without hiding his gratitude.

"No way. The medicine I gave him only had a hemostatic effect, not even the slightest healing effect. He- he's really not dead yet? ”

The faint fragrance suddenly became much stronger.

A slender and tall figure suddenly appeared beside Feng Yi.

What a pair of cold eyes.

Feng Yi turned his head and immediately saw these magical eyes.

Deep, indifferent, and high, like the eyes of the gods in the sky looking down on the world, even if you look at it more, it seems to be a gift.

"You're really not dead."

The owner of these eyes was slightly surprised.

She is about 170cm tall, and her whole body exudes an amazing momentum.

THE 185CM MIKE STOOD BESIDE HER WITH HIS HEAD BENT OVER, LIKE A FOLLOWER.

She has a plain face, but her skin is extremely white and translucent, without a trace of blood, and with a pair of cold eyes, she looks like she doesn't eat the fireworks of the world.

The identity of this woman is definitely not simple!

Feng Yi forcibly suppressed the curiosity in his heart, and did not back down to meet the other party's gaze.

The woman met his fierce gaze head-on, and her heart panicked slightly, and her eyes unconsciously moved to Feng Yi's chest, where a thick bandage was tied and had been stained red with blood.

"I'll check his injuries."

The woman said a word to Mike without looking back, and stretched out a pair of white, slender hands towards Feng Yi's chest.

Feng Yi suddenly felt a powerful momentum pressing on him, and his body involuntarily reacted defensively.

The woman snorted coldly, and her right hand flickered in midair, striking the two acupuncture points on his chest like lightning.

Point point! She can even point holes!

This is a mystery that is not passed down by the ancient Chinese martial arts family, and only the disciples of the descendants can be able to teach this stunt!

Just now, Feng Yi originally wanted to use all his strength to prevent the other party from checking his injuries unscrupulously.

Unexpectedly, this woman showed her acupoint hand, which directly shocked him.

No wonder she was able to save herself under the siege of evil angels, no wonder the son of the richest man in the country of rice was respectful to her, and he didn't even dare to gasp.

In the eyes of the ancient martial arts family, no matter how ruthless the people in the world are, no matter how powerful the forces are, they are just a group of mediocre ants.

What is the richest man in the United States, he offended the ancient martial arts family, and he was killed in seconds every minute!

"Huh? What about your wounds? How did it all grow up, and—not even a single scar! ”

The woman's look of surprise was already on the verge of surprise.

Obviously, what she has seen with her own eyes now is completely beyond her knowledge.

In this world, there really is something that can surprise the eldest lady of the Gu Wu family.