Although he is not very old, he can become a martial arts master at such a young age. Feng Beilou's combat experience is not insignificant, and he has been injured many times, he knows very well that his previous injuries cannot be healed naturally in an instant.

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And although he didn't know how long he had been in a coma, his biological clock told him that he had been in a coma for absolutely not three days. And within three days, the only ones who can heal the injuries in this life without leaving the slightest scar are those monks with mysterious methods!

Combined with the man's words, and the abrupt attack that made him irresistible. Feng Beilou came to a conclusion that was a little unbelievable, but it made him have to believe it. That is, a mere mortal martial artist, this time he was actually saved by a monk who has always regarded mortals as ants!

And although it is only the first time I saw Bai Fei, it can also be regarded as the Fengbei Building that has read countless people. But it was an inexplicable feeling, and the monk in front of him seemed to be a little different.

Feng Beilou only felt that the guy on the other side didn't seem to have the domineering and contempt for mortals that other monks generally had. At the same time, looking at the stupid expression of the idiot in Ergouzi, Feng Beilou was also secretly a little ashamed in his heart, and others saved him. He was indiscriminate, and almost killed someone's mount.

But this guy has always had a dead face since the master was killed, and although he felt a little guilty in his heart, there was not much change in his expression.

Feng Beilou, who was relieved, slowly straightened his waist and said to Bai Fei with a stiff expression under Bai Fei's playful gaze, and Feng Beilou thanked Your Excellency for saving his life, and hesitated for a moment. He continued, just in the next moment, he was reckless and almost killed Your Excellency's mount, Feng Beilou apologized to Your Excellency here, saying that Feng Beilou bent down and bowed deeply.

Bai Fei looked at this guy who called himself Feng Beilou, with a stiff face and an indifferent tone. Although it was an apology, it made Bai Fei feel for no reason, this guy seemed to be perfunctory, but through the seemingly sincere eyes, and Feng Beilou's still somewhat stiff body movements. Bai Fei could see that this guy was not perfunctory. But it seems that he hasn't apologized at all, and it's a bit difficult to do it now.

Bai Fei is not a character that is difficult for a strong man, and waved his hand at Feng Beilou. Forget it, forget it, you guy, apologize like a zombie. Looking at Feng Beilou, who raised his head a little dazed, and didn't know what a zombie was, Bai Fei continued: Okay! There is a great immortal here, anyway, you can't hurt that rammer, let's reveal the previous things, now let's talk about the business.

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His face was confused, and his mind turned a few times, and he secretly said in his heart: I don't know this person, do I? Although this person took my life and healed my injuries, what serious matter can I talk about with a monk I don't know?

Looking at the pale dead face of Fengbeilou, there was a little puzzled look. Bai Fei didn't go around in circles with him, and said directly, there is no free lunch in the world, and of course this Daxian can't save you in vain.

Hearing this, Feng Beilou's face leaked a little abruptly, but he didn't open his mouth and stared at Bai Fei to signal him to continue. Feng Beilou secretly said in his heart, it seems that this person didn't save me easily, but wanted to get something from me. As a monk who has always regarded mortals as ants and is high, if he has nothing to do, who cares about the life and death of this mortal ant?

However, he is not disgusted by this matter, after all, no matter what, it is a fact that the other party saved himself, and he Fengbeilou does not like to owe others. Now it's up to this person what he wants, if he can do it, and he doesn't mind, and he pays off this favor right now.

Just listen to Bai Feidao: Don't think too complicated, you don't have anything worth plotting about. On the one hand, I saved you by passing by, and on the other hand, I was a little curious about some of the things you mastered and your story.

Bai Fei was about to continue when he said this, but on the other side, Feng Beilou seemed to have something important in mind. A total of hands interrupted Bai Fei's words, and said to Bai Fei, who was a little impatient: Dare to ask Your Excellency, how long have I been in a coma?

Although Bai Fei didn't understand, what did this guy mean by suddenly asking this? But it didn't matter if he told him, Bai Fei replied casually: I saved you yesterday afternoon, and you were just in a coma all night.

Hearing this, Feng Beilou breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Bai Fei: What do you want, please make a long story short. I still have important things to do, so I can't stay here for long.

What this guy said was so cold and hard that he almost didn't give Bai Fei a smile. He secretly said in his heart: This great immortal finally saved your life, and also healed your injuries. What kind of attitude do you have now? Forget it, I'll keep it in mind for you first. Later, if you can't satisfy Ben Daxian, it's indispensable to hang it up and beat you!

Bai Fei didn't care when he heard this, but just removed the smile on his face and said indifferently: Since you said so, then this seat will not go around in circles with you. This seat saved you to listen to you, this guy, for Mao, for three years, every day with a jar of wine, sitting on the battlements of the east city of that small city. You don't have to think about it for anything else, it's just that I'm a person who likes to listen to stories. Your style makes me think, you must have some kind of story about this guy, right?

Also, as a mortal martial artist, although you are in the realm of a great martial arts master, this sword is also a magic weapon, even if an ordinary person can have a magic weapon, it is not easy. Although it's a broken magic sword, how can it appear in the hands of a mortal in you?

As he spoke, Bai Fei took it out of the spatial ring, and the mad swordsman's remnant sword was thrown at his feet. When the mad swordsman saw the broken sword at his feet, he immediately picked it up and hugged it in his arms. Although his expression still hadn't changed much, Bai Fei could see a little gratitude on his face.

But seeing that dead face, and thinking of the two hard and cold words that this guy said before, Bai Daxian couldn't get angry. Ignored it and continued: Also, no matter what you think, you are just a mortal martial artist. Why was it that in the battle with that fat monk yesterday, he was able to produce a divine sense attack that only a monk can produce? And its power is not small.

Okay, that's it, if you make it clear to this seat, we'll be clear. If you don't want to say it, or if you want to fool this seat, then this seat will not take your life. I'm going to hang you up and smoke it first.,And then search for your own soul.。 But in this way, you may become a fool, sloppy and drooling and snotty!

Bai Fei said with a playful look of slight expectation. Hearing Bai Fei's threat, Rao was the iceberg face of a dead man who had not changed for thousands of years in the Wind North Building. also eyelids jumped, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely. Seeing that Bai Fei was not speaking, he looked like he was waiting for an answer.

Feng Beilou complained frantically in the bottom of his heart: Hang yourself up and smoke? And where is your own story? What is this and what? Besides, what is divine sense? How have you ever seen such a thing? Can it be used to kill enemies?

But since he just woke up, he wants to attack that beast. Judging by the means of his own actions, this person was not a low-level monk like yesterday, but obviously a great monk who was like a fairy god in legend. In the face of such a monk, the strength of his own martial arts great master, the slightest resistance is not completely different from that of mortals.

So although I feel that this person has a lot of secrets in my heart, the problem involves a lot of my own secrets. But without much consideration, Feng Beilou still decided to honestly confess that he was not afraid of death. But to be hung up and beaten by this guy for no reason, it is a great humiliation for himself. The point is, this person is still a great monk, if he really searches for his soul, then what can he hide?

When the time comes, he will first be hung up and settled, and then the guy on the other side will be directly searching for souls. This is obviously not the work of a wise man, although he is not a wise man. But it's not stupid, it's useless to resist in the face of this person. It's better to cooperate a little bit, anyway, there are not many things that can't be said.