"Little girl, between us...... Is there a misunderstanding?"

Song Feng was stunned for a moment, and after coming back to his senses, he asked with a frown.

"Misunderstanding?"

"Hehe, you don't do this in front of me."

"Even if I misconfess everyone, I won't mistake you bad people who bullied my family's valley master!"

Qing'er sneered: "If you don't believe it, I can tell your identity now, your name is Song Feng, you are the master of the Nanzhou Confucian Academy, the second disciple of the Tianxin Sword Master, right?"

"This ......"

Hearing this, Song Feng was stunned again.

Because what this Qing'er said is not bad at all!

Although his identity is not a secret, it is something that many people know that the Ghost Hand Doctor Saint went out of the mountain twenty years ago to find a successor.

From now on, this Qing'er should be the heir brought back by the Ghost Hand Doctor Saint, and he is also the future valley master of the Ghost Valley.

But under normal circumstances, Qing'er should have been a baby when she was brought back.

What can babies remember?

In addition, Guigu has been in a state of mountain closure, which also ruled out the possibility that Qing'er would go down the mountain.

That is to say, his identity and everything Qing'er thinks are all said by the ghost hand doctor saint!

"Little girl, you don't know what happened back then, I don't care if you misunderstand me, but I hope you don't go too far."

"Okay, this matter is over, take me to meet the ghost hand senior first."

Song Feng said with some displeasure.

The resentment against the ghost hand doctor saint in my heart is also a little more.

Back then, it was obvious that you couldn't close the mountain and refused to treat my master's injuries, why is it that now we are bullying you?

Song Feng decided in his heart that when he saw the ghost hand doctor saint, he would definitely ask the reason!

"Hehe, I don't understand?"

"The surname is Song, you are really unashamed!"

"I have been practicing with the valley master for twenty years, and I think no one in this world knows better than me what the truth was about back then!"

Qing'er saw that Song Feng was still a little unhappy, and the suppressed flame in her heart instantly surged again, and said angrily:

"If it weren't for your family's Heavenly Heart Sword Master back then, how could the Valley Master have suffered in his heart for so many years, you say!"

"You ......"

Song Feng also laughed angrily: "Torment? I didn't want to talk about it back then. But the person who didn't save my master was the ghost hand senior, and now that my master is dead, why did he become the ghost hand senior and suffer?"

If it weren't for the fact that he still had to ask for the Ghost Hand Doctor Saint, Song Feng would have turned around and left directly.

"I don't know if you're pretending to be stupid or if you're really stupid!"

"Follow me, and I'll tell you why now!"

Qing'er sneered, turned around and walked towards the thatched hut at the end of the mountain.

Song Feng hesitated for a moment, and also took Yang Fan to follow.

When he came to the thatched house, Song Feng's expression suddenly changed!

"It's so dead!"

"Isn't it ......?"

Song Feng seemed to have guessed something, and his expression changed suddenly!

"That's right!"

"You're right, my valley lord is almost at the end of the day!"

Qing'er turned her head, her beautiful eyes were red, but her smile was full of mockery, and she smiled foolishly, "Is it unexpected?"

"What the hell is going on!"

Song Feng's face was gloomy and ugly, and he said in a deep voice.

"If you want to know the reason, then ask my valley master yourself!"

Qing'er wiped her tears and stopped looking at Song Feng.

Gently pushed open the door and got out of the way, with no intention of following up.

Hearing this, Song Feng hesitated again.

Looking at the faintly visible old figure in the thatched house, Song Feng finally stepped in.

"Xiao Song, here......

As soon as he entered the door, Song Feng felt like he had stepped into another time and space, as if the world was spinning.

When I looked at it again, I came to an inexplicable independent space!

From the outside, it's just a thatched house.

But after coming in, I found that there is a hole here!

"The Great Realm Void!"

"Ghost Hand Senior, you...... You've stepped into the Merge Realm?"

Song Feng woke up suddenly, and looked at the old figure in the middle of the space in shock!

Great Realm Void!

But any strong person who has stepped into the Merge Realm can open up an independent Void Realm.

And this realm space is the Great Realm Void!

In this realm, the monk is the master of this small world, and it only takes a single thought from him to control the life and death of the intruder!

This is also the reason why the powerhouse of the Merge Realm is also known as the Void Realm.

"Sit."

The old figure didn't respond, just spoke lightly.

It was the ghost hand doctor saint, but his voice was still hoarse and dry.

I saw his palm wave, and a peach forest appeared in front of Song Feng.

In the middle of the peach forest, the ghost hand doctor saint sat quietly.

"Junior Song Feng, I have seen the ghost hand senior."

Song Feng came back to his senses, didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly put down Yang Fan and arched his hand.

"This little one, that's what you're here for, right?"

The ghost hand doctor smiled slightly, looked at Yang Fan who was unconscious, and said, "Bring him over, the old man will see it for himself."

"I'm sorry for the ghost hand."

Song Feng nodded and sent Yang Fan to the Ghost Hand Doctor Saint.

Seeing that the Ghost Hand Doctor Saint was examining Yang Fan, Song Feng hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly said:

"Ghost hand senior, the junior has something unclear, and please ask the senior to solve the puzzle."

What he wanted to ask was what Qing'er meant by what she said.

Also, the ghost hand doctor in front of him has obviously stepped into the merger realm, this is the supreme and longevity of the super supreme, how can it fall so easily?

But if so, how can this dead air be explained?

"If you have anything to say, let the old man check this little guy first."

The Ghost Hand Doctor Saint did not give Song Feng the first time to solve his doubts, but poured the true qi of the Medical Dao into Yang Fan's body very seriously!

He turned out to be a healer!

Although everything in the world can be cultivated, the existence of such an existence as medical cultivation is still extremely rare!

The reason why the ghost hand doctor saint can be famous in Nanzhou is because of the identity of this medical cultivator!

"Senior, how's this kid doing?"

Song Feng looked at Yang Fan and still didn't react, and couldn't help frowning and asked.

"Quiet."

The ghost hand doctor said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Song Feng didn't say anything more.

And the brows of the ghost hand doctor saint are getting deeper and deeper!

"What a strange situation."

"You can't even feel the existence of life?"

The face of the ghost hand doctor saint was ugly.

Because in his eyes, Yang Fan in front of him is no different from a dead man at all!

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No life!

Even the Ghost Hand Doctor Saint had a momentary suspicion, this Song Feng, could it be that he was using a dead man to do things, right?

But this idea was soon rejected by himself!

Because he has never seen a dead person in this situation, even if the true qi enters the body, it will be instantly repulsed, as if there is a force in the body that is resisting!