Xia Heng's actions made Ling Feng feel angry, and even murderous. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If it weren't for the other party's strange remnant sword, which made him jealous, he would never give up today.

Angry. Ling Feng was still a little sad. He was a withdrawn man, with few friends in the army except for a limited number of comrades-in-arms. Since encountering Xia Heng, after some intersection, I have regarded each other as a friend in my heart.

If it is said that last time at Hanyang Stadium, Xia Heng ordered the projection of white phosphorus bombs in order to take into account the overall situation, which is understandable. This time it was an out-and-out calculation.

Ling Feng hated other people's calculations the most, especially his valued friends.

Therefore, the anger can be imagined.

There is no need to teach a lesson. The other party's remnant sword is very strange, not to mention that it is injured, even if its strength recovers to its peak, it may not be able to block it.

Well water does not interfere with river water!

This was the choice Ling Feng made. He believed that Xia Heng was also jealous, otherwise, when he broke through its greatest secret, he would want to make a move...... but eventually gave up.

On the way back, Ling Feng was interested. For the word 'friend', it feels ridiculous.

My heart grew cold. However, when he called the little fat man Jin Fugui, the other party's demeanor and heartfelt concern made him feel warm.

Friend!

Chew on these two words. Ling Feng found that people can't be compared to people, and this world is ...... Not to the point of complete despair. He has to keep his eyes open and see clearly who the people around him are the real friends who can make friends.

"A bunch of foreign survivors have been killed by me!"

Ling Feng patted Jin Fugui's shoulder and vaguely stated the reason for his injury. Then, he directly handed over the dagger in his hand.

"Here, help the handle, dig out the bullet in my back!"

Entering the mountain early in the morning, there was a fierce battle, and Ling Feng was not lightly injured. With his metamorphosis recovery ability, although the injury is not serious, there are many warheads left in his body, which must be removed. Otherwise, when the wound is completely healed, it will leave a striking scar.

At the site of the gun in the predecessor, all warheads have been removed. The uneven flesh of the wound was also stripped away. As for the back, you have to call someone to help.

Jin Fugui took the dagger and saw that Ling Feng's back was densely covered with gunshot scars, and he couldn't help but tremble his hands.

"Don't be afraid, just do it!"

Ling Feng looked at Jin Fugui, who was sweating on his forehead, smiled and said, "If you can satisfy me with this operation, I will give you a small gift!" ”

"Brother's favor, I don't want any gifts."

Jin Fugui took a deep breath. Then, gritting his teeth and holding the dagger, he stabbed Ling Feng in the back.

A muffled grunt sounded suddenly.

Half an hour.

Jin Fugui ripped out all the warheads on Ling Feng's back. At this moment, Ling Feng was covered in blood and sweat, looking like a bloody man.

The pain of cutting the flesh, even if he has strong willpower, is a little unbearable. Severe pain, very much unimaginable.

"Brother, you wait, I'll get some gauze for you to bandage."

Jin Fugui quickly returned to his home. Fetch gauze and hot water. Carefully cleaned Ling Feng's blood scale, and then wrapped it in gauze layer by layer.

"Well done!"

Ling Feng took a heavy breath. looked at Jin Fugui with a smile, and there was a little more warmth in his eyes.

After the bandaging is over. Ling Feng was wrapped in gauze and looked like a mummy. The source power in his body flowed, and he could clearly feel that his wounds were healing rapidly.

It is believed that after one night, the scar will be healed.

"Brother, you're hungry, I'll get you some food!" Jin Fugui still stayed by his side to take care of it.

"No!"

Ling Feng thought for a moment and ordered, "You go and call the Divine Stick, I have something to ask him." ”

It didn't take a few minutes.

Zhang Banxian came, his face was full of displeasure, and he muttered: "I don't know that the mountain people are busy, I can't talk about it later......"

When he saw Ling Feng, who was wrapped in gauze like a mummy, he immediately stopped complaining, looked up and down a few times, slapped his face violently, and said with a smile: "Xudong, I told you a long time ago that there has been a bloody disaster in the past few days, so be careful...... If you don't listen, you're at a loss now! ”

Ling Feng rolled his eyes. He knew this guy would say that.

“…… Don't listen to the old man, suffer in front of you, hum, look at you in the future, dare to look down on the divination skills of the people of Benshan! ”

Zhang Banxian came over and kept chattering. Ling Feng knew about his rough behavior, and he didn't care about it. Jin Fugui couldn't help it, and shouted: "My brother has something to ask you, don't be rambling, be careful of Lao Tzu beating you!" ”

When Zhang Banxian heard this, he immediately exploded.

"You are a dead street boy, dare to play tricks with the mountain people...... Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law, and the mountain people want to draw a talisman to curse you if you don't lift it, and cut off your children and grandchildren! ”

Vicious!

I saw this guy dipping himself in a spitting fake model to draw a talisman in the palm of his hand, and he shook left and right towards himself. Jin Fugui couldn't bear it anymore, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to do it.

"Give me a break!"

Ling Feng spoke with a cold face. He knew that these two guys had always had contradictions, the god stick hated the little fat man for eating and drinking, and the little fat man couldn't get used to seeing the god stick pretending to be a ghost.

But by far these two guys can be considered his closest people.

Therefore, Ling Feng didn't want any conflict between them, any contradictions.

"Forget it, since Xudong has spoken, the mountain people don't care about you junior!"

Zhang Banxian borrowed the slope to get off the donkey. stroked his long beard and returned to his noble demeanor. In fact, he has the bottom in his heart, if he really makes a move, he will never be the opponent of the little fat man.

The reason is very simple, the little fat man is still a capable person, and he ...... Although he awakened Yuanzang, he didn't have any attack power, and he was not much different from ordinary people.

If it weren't for Ling Feng's presence, he wouldn't even have the confidence to argue with the little fat man.

Ling Feng spoke. Of course, Jin Fugui listened, and stared at Zhang Banxian with hatred, thinking in his heart, looking for an opportunity to teach this god of death a lesson.

Ling Feng called Zhang Banxian, and what he did was nothing else, it was about Xia Heng's strange remnant sword.

The human body hides a sword, and the power is incomparable!

Ling Feng was full of surprise at this, if he didn't figure it out, he couldn't sit still.

He instructed Zhang Banxian and Jin Fugui to sit down. Then, without directly pointing out his name, he described Xia Heng's remnant sword.

It's just a matter of gold and wealth. Just full of curiosity. As for Zhang Banxian...... The more I listened, the more strange it became.

"His sword...... What exactly is the right place to come from? Ling Feng looked at Zhang Banxian. In my heart, I have already concluded that the other party absolutely knows.

Zhang Banxian hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "This is a divine weapon!" ”

After Ling Feng and Jin Fugui heard this, their faces were full of surprise.

"In other words, this person has awakened the Divine Weapon Hide!"

Divine Treasure!

Ling Feng knew a lot about the inheritance of the Divine Treasure, but this was the first time he had heard of it.

After Zhang Banxian told the secret of the Divine Weapon Hide, he knew the special features of this kind of Tibetan inheritor.