Boss, boss, it's no fun to get blood scurrying!

Your illness is my illness, your life is my life, you can hurry up!

Li Ke was like an ant on a hot pot in the yard, turning around and around, and his mouth was still vibrant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Li Ke!" Jiang Liao was annoyed by him, and shouted: "Can you stop a little!"

Li Ke drank Ning tincture last night, and was frightened out of his body by Xu Feng early in the morning, and at this moment, he drooped his eyebrows, coupled with two black eye sockets, and looked a little haggard.

But the anxious scurrying like losing his soul made him look extraordinarily excited.

Li Ke had to stand still, and said with a little grievance, "You know how determined I am to follow the boss, what if...... If the boss dies, my hard work will be in vain. ”

"I'll tell you again, Xu Feng is too greedy for practice, it's not a disease, and he won't die, don't curse people here in broad daylight!" Jiang Liao said.

"That's what I said, brother, this exercise is also too powerful, it breaks people's meridians and makes blood spurt!" Li Ke had experienced several fights on the streets, but the danger of cultivation was indeed the first time he had seen it in person.

"Don't worry about it, Xu Feng's medical skills are excellent, and it is not a problem to break the muscles and bones" Jiang Liao said: "You do your own thing." ”

In the room where Xu Feng meditated and pranayama, the ground was full of all kinds of medicines, instruments, bandages, medicines, and a casserole was supported on the stove outside the door, the fire was very hot, the casserole was steaming, and the strong smell of herbs filled the entire courtyard.

Li Ke boiled medicine there, this was originally Wang Cuihua's job, Li Ke wanted to grab it and suffer it with his own hands. Although he is a little slippery, he is really meticulous and thoughtful in his work, lighting a fire, picking up medicine, putting it in the pot, grating medicine, and doing it meticulously.

There was only a gap in the door of the wing room, because it was not a hall due south and north, and the sunlight could not reach the room, so it was slightly dark inside.

Xu Feng closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and touched the dragon blood pill in his arms, but his heart was mixed.

Together with the thirteenth senior brother, he went to the Immortal Sword Gate to report the news, but the senior brother was injured emotionally, and Xu Feng desperately snatched this pill on the martial arts field, hoping to alleviate the senior brother's injury. It's just that I didn't expect that my brother didn't take it until he died.

The Si people have passed away, and leaving this elixir will only increase the sorrow.

Xu Feng flicked it with one hand, opened the brocade box, and the clear medicinal fragrance came to his face.

The thirteenth senior brother sought benevolence and benevolence, died for love, and had no grudges in his heart. But Xu Feng's character with clear grievances and grievances always can't forget Baili Yingyang's face.

"Senior brother, whether you agree or not, I must come out with this evil breath. Xu Feng said in his heart and put the Dragon Blood Pill into his mouth.

Unlike the ordinary Pei Yuan Dan, the Dragon Blood Pill is already a top-grade spirit pill, and only a sect like the Burning Star Tower can take it.

The moment the pill was entered, Xu Feng felt a peaceful and neutral warm current flowing downstream.

That warm current seems to have life, automatically circulating in the body, passing through three cokes and passing through seven orifices. It then spreads from top to bottom to the meridians of the whole body.

It's like soaking naked in hot water at the right temperature in winter, just like drinking frozen juice on a hot summer day that has been thirsty for a long time.

The Dragon Blood Pill is not only a cultivation elixir to enhance internal strength, but also a miracle medicine to heal injuries and diseases, which is rare and precious.

However, at this time, Xu Feng, who was immersed in comfort, didn't care about the magic and preciousness of the Dragon Blood Pill, and a strange thought appeared in his mind.

- Dragon's blood, Dan, there are dragons in this world!

Just as he was thinking wildly, the door creaked open, and Li Ke came in with the boiled medicine.

"Boss, the medicine is cured!"

"Put it down. Xu Feng said.

Li Ke respectfully put the medicine on the table, took a few steps back, and with a greasy smile on his face, looked at Xu Feng, and looked at the bowl of medicine.

Looking at Li Ke's smile, Xu Feng had goosebumps on his body, and said impatiently: "I'll drink, I'll drink!" stretched out his hand to signal him to go out.

And Li Ke didn't seem to see Xu Feng's gesture at all, and still stood there respectfully, without even the slightest change in the smile on his face.

Meaning, I'm going to watch you drink before I leave.

Xu Feng suddenly changed color, slapped his palm on the corner of the table, and the corner of the table shattered in response, not at all like a seriously injured person.

Li Ke was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated, and before leaving, he didn't forget to point to the medicine bowl on the table.

As soon as the door was closed, Xu Feng quickly pushed open the window, picked up the bowl and spilled the medicine......

I never do what I don't want to do, and I don't like to be coerced. Xu Feng has always been so willful.

What's more, the prescriptions of the pharmacy on the street are equivalent to waste in Xu Feng's opinion, and they have no effect. Because in front of the high-grade elixir, other drugs are a bit ridiculous.

Xu Feng tried to exercise and found that the injuries in his body had been healed by seventy percent!

Such a good thing, there is a chance to make some preparations. Xu Feng thought.

......

Song Xiaoying is studying in the back mountain, this position is very high and open, and it is a steep cliff in the mountain behind the school. On the opposite side is a thousand mountains and endless clouds.

She sat on the edge of the cliff, her long white dress stained with a little grass clippings.

His feet dangled from the cliff and swayed at will.

An hour ago, her mind was in a mess, her eyes fixed on the words in the book, but her mind was on other things.

She felt very annoyed and stuffy, although there was a breeze on the edge of the cliff, blowing on the hem of her skirt.

He simply stopped reading and looked at the green hills and flowing clouds on the other side of the cliff, which were undulating and did not know where they would go, and those flowing clouds were changing in the breeze, and they did not know where they were going.

Could it be that he is also this damn green mountain, this damn flowing cloud, changing all the ways, and I don't know where he is going!

This cliff is exactly where Xu Feng went down with a rope back then.

At that time, Huang Juncai brought his family to rob his relatives and threatened to marry him. At the moment of crisis, Xu Feng jumped up from this cliff with a black sword on his back.

At this place, he gently put his arm around his shoulders, with a confident and charming smile on his face, and said to everyone: Xiaoying is mine.

From childhood to adulthood, no one has been so blatant, arrogant and domineering to protect themselves. It was a feeling of comfort and safety, although I was not scared at all, but I felt that in the original desert world, there was one more person to walk with me, and that feeling was very good.

The wind rose, blowing her long hair, and the shadow woke up from her contemplation. Some frowned angrily and waved at the flowing clouds, as if to wave away these memories.

But she soon found that the more she wanted to calm down, the more irritable and depressed she became.

- He has a female apprentice with two swords!

He's back!

The point is that after he came back, he didn't go to the school first, nor did he go to visit Aunt Shen first, but hid in Jiang Liao's house!

Why? Why!

Song Xiaoying had a lot of question marks in her heart, like a flowing cloud passing with the wind in front of her. Xiaoying is gentle and lovely on the surface, knowledgeable and reasonable, but in her bones she is the same kind of person as Xu Feng, with clear love and hate, and she is neat.

I'm going to settle accounts with you!

Xiaoying threw the book on the ground, got up and patted the grass clippings on his body, and walked down the mountain.

The book was left behind, caressing by the breeze between the cliffs.