Mu Fan took a pill, which was given by Feng Dao to hide from the doctor.

He closed his eyes and couldn't help but think of Yan Qing, who had a similar appearance to him. For more than two years, he has always carried the name of Yan Qing, and it is inevitable that he cares about the fate of the real owner of this name.

Before participating in the sacrificial ceremony of Xuanmen, Ye Feng asked him to get the mountain and river order, and Su Niannu told him about Yan Qing's recent situation. When he learned that Yan Qing was physically and mentally exhausted, although he was careful, he did not immediately go to destroy the Long family, but went to get the token first.

"He must be begging for death!"

It's a pity that he didn't let him see the scene of the fall of the Long family. That...... I'll burn it for you later, and I'll count it as the reward for your name." ”

The effect of the medicine was onset, and Mu Fan's breath tended to stabilize, as if he was really asleep.

Gong Bai stood outside, his face sad, exactly the same as Feng Dao's expression.

Feng Dao blew lightly, blew away the tea leaves floating on the surface of the tea, and took a sip, the worry on his face became heavier and heavier, and he didn't even need to deliberately disguise.

In less than a moment, footsteps sounded in the courtyard, which sounded like a person's, and only after careful distinction could you hear that it was actually two people. It's just that the steps of the two people are neat and uniform, and the pace is exactly the same, as if they are one person.

Feng Dao noticed that the two were very similar to each other, and said in his heart: "It seems that it is twins." ”

The people of the Xuanmen came in, and they looked similar. A physician dressed as a man, dressed in a cloth coat, stepping on mango shoes, with a serious expression, and a pair of neat sword eyebrows as if deliberately trimmed. The other man was dressed in a strong suit, holding a bamboo cane in his hand, a little scattered, and a little younger than the person dressed as a doctor.

The man dressed as a doctor bowed down and said, "I'm sorry, this happened, and Xuanmen was also very concerned, so he sent the two of us to help." ”

Gong Bai's white eyebrows raised, "I think you're here to help!" ”

The more he said this, the more backward his tone became, and the last few words were almost word for word. Due to the anger, the beard was blown high when he spoke.

"Xuanmen will not do anything to a young man in his early twenties, and knowing that he is an incense lighter, he should be cared for and cared for by everyone." The man in the power suit said indifferently.

"Anyone can say anything, and I can say it better than you." Gong Bai said angrily.

The man in the strong suit said: "Let's help the Sword Sect disciple check the injury, this main master didn't speak, you are a Dao Sect elder is very anxious." ”

"Get out." Feng Dao pointed to the door, his voice was very low, and it sounded very muffled.

The man in the suit turned his head and found that Feng Dao was facing him, and there was no doubt that Feng Dao was letting him out. He was neither humble nor arrogant: "We all hope that Yan Qing can be peaceful......"

"Boom!"

There was a popping sound in the room, and the air and space in front of the man in the suit shattered, twisting into strange shapes, black swallowing up the light.

Feng Dao kicked and shattered the space, crushing the shattered space, and kicking the left rib of the man in the suit with a huge amount of True Yuan.

After the explosion, the man in the power suit stood in the courtyard in embarrassment, his clothes in tatters, and he lost his indifference just now. He subconsciously clenched the bamboo cane in his hand, turned slightly, and pulled out a few inches, revealing the sword hidden in the bamboo cane.

Feng Dao withdrew his feet, wiped his shoes gently, and returned to his previous seriousness and worry, as if kicking a man in a flying suit was a trivial matter.

In fact, it's a trivial matter. He didn't have the intention of killing, so he only used his feet. Otherwise, there would be no follow-up to the sword out of the sheath, and the man in the power suit would never want to draw the sword from the bamboo cane.

"Noise." Feng Daofang put down the teacup in his hand, it was hard to imagine how fast he was just now, how he kept his balance, so that not a drop of water in the teacup was spilled.

The man in the suit clenched the section of the bamboo cane, which was the position of the hilt of the sword, and he swallowed his saliva, and there was a fishy smell in his throat, and he didn't swallow the saliva, and spit out a mouthful of blood first.

Unable to maintain the chic posture of holding the sword anymore, he bent his body very awkwardly. After receiving Feng Dao's kick just now, his left rib was broken four times, and the broken rib penetrated his lungs. This level of injury was not considered a serious injury to him in the early stage of the Heavenly Sudden Realm's holy entry. However, the domineering Zhenyuan who was forcibly penetrated by Feng Dao in his chest went on a rampage and stopped him

Seal the wound.

"You, go see your brother, his injury is similar to Yan Qing's, use him to practice his hands first, and then come back." Feng Dao sat with a golden sword, and the words came out of his mouth, as if with an irresistible majesty.

The man dressed as a physician walked into the courtyard, and as soon as he came out of the door, the wind outside blew, and his body was cool from head to toe, and he realized that he was already soaking wet.

"How dare Feng Dao kill me? He didn't dare, he definitely didn't dare! This is the Xuanmen, not the Sword Sect......" He shouted in his heart as he walked, but the cold sweat just couldn't stop breaking out.

Slit his brother's chest, and he tried his best to concentrate,

Cutting his younger brother's chest, he tried his best to concentrate, the domineering True Yuan was still raging, whether Feng Dao would continue to make crazy moves, he didn't have any confidence in his heart.

The ram sat on the edge of Mu Fan's bed and looked at Mu Fan with concern. In terms of acting skills, he is no worse than those who have been famous for a long time.

Half an hour later, the doctor finally stood up and plucked up the courage to enter Mu Fan's room. He didn't seem to dare to look at Feng Dao, and said at the door: "It's a routine, if I can, can I check on Yan Qinggongzi's injuries." ”

"Xiao Gao, make room for this doctor." Feng Dao ordered.

"Yes." The ram stepped off the edge of the bed and stared at the doctor, a warning of concern. Although his strength is not enough in front of the doctor, there is a master next to him, so there is nothing to worry about.

The doctor looked at the blood on the ground, all of which flowed from Mu Fan's body, and he was secretly frightened, "After so much blood flowed, his complexion is normal, I'm afraid this son's self-healing ability is rare in the world." ”

He sat on the edge of the bed and put his hand on Mu Fan's wrist. At the same time, Feng Dao also cast his eyes on him.

Gong Bai said: "Anyway, I'm not at ease, I can't trust the people of Xuanmen." ”

"You also know some about healing, so if you can't believe it, go over and have a look." Feng Dao mentioned it casually.

Gong Bai immediately walked over, and he put his hand on Mu Fan's neck and injected a very small amount of True Yuan. This move is a double insurance, in case Feng Dao's current method doesn't work, he will fall into the dead.

I don't know if I don't probe, and I was startled by a probe. Mu Fan's meridian capacity is relatively wide, but there are many scars on the meridian walls, some areas are seriously damaged, and there are cracks in some areas, which may rupture at any time.

The doctor's hands were shaking, and his back was hairy, like a hunter being targeted by a tiger. He had felt this kind of gaze before, and when he annoyed Le Zhengge, Le Zhengge's gaze had no killing intent, but it was like a man's back.