Holy Prison

Han Xiang woke up, Tang Ming's figure disappeared in the living room in an instant, and Chu Feng scolded with a smile: "When Han Xiang wakes up, he immediately flashes."

"Fool, it seems that if it were me, you wouldn't appear in front of me immediately." Feng Bingning said with a charming smile. "Uh, this, of course not, I will flash immediately." Chu Feng said quickly.

"Haha, Brother Feng, you are not the same as a friend of color and color." Zhou Wen laughed and said, Tang Ming and Han Xiang came downstairs at this time.

"Wow, Sister Han Xiang, you are also a lot more beautiful. It turns out that the improvement of your strength has such benefits, which can make people more beautiful." Tang Wan looked at Han Xiang who had walked down in surprise.

Chu Feng smiled and said: "I guess that women generally love beauty, so many people have created exercises that take this aspect into consideration. After practicing, they can become more beautiful and can greatly enhance the cultivation of people. Motivation. Han Xiang, congratulations, the strength is not much lower than that of Tang Ming and the others."

Chu Feng checked Han Xiang's combat effectiveness. Han Xiang's combat effectiveness is now more than 80,000, which is still lower than Tang Ming and Zhou Wen's current combat effectiveness of more than 90,000, but when Tang Ming and the others just accepted the inheritance Still not much less!

"Wan'er, you can also get a good inheritance at that time, and you will be much more beautiful than you are now." Han Xiang walked over and took Tang Wan's arm and said, "My physique is more suitable for Master's skills. Fa is a little bit, so this time I will choose me. In fact, your talent is much better than mine."

Tang Wanjiao said with a smile: "Sister Han Xiang, it's not the same as our sisters who got the inheritance. Sister Han Xiang, do you know what kind of person your master is?"

Han Xiang nodded slightly: "I know."

Chu Feng and the others were taken aback, they really didn't expect Han Xiang to know. "Ah, isn't it true that in ancient times it was impossible to favor women over men. We don't even know what our master is like." Zhou Wen said, "Han Xiang, can you say something?"

"I don't know too clearly. I only know that Master Catherine is the God of War of the Primordial Sacred Court. Master was very powerful in the Primordial Time." Han Xiang said.

"The God of War can be called the God of War at such a time, and the strength is definitely not low, Han Xiang, it seems that you can become a female God of War in the future." Chu Feng smiled authentically.

Han Xiang said, "Master said that I am suitable for practicing her exercises, but I lack a fighting mind. I don't know how to cultivate a fighting mind, Chu Feng, do you have any suggestions in this regard?"

"Han Xiang, your master didn't tell you?" Chu Feng said. Han Xiang shook his head: "Master let me experience it myself, but I really don't have any clues and don't know how to cultivate a fighting spirit."

Chu Feng said in his mind: "Steward Long, how do you know how to cultivate Zhanxin?"

"Master, there are many types of fighting mind training. A strong fighting mind can be achieved because of a certain kind of guardianship, a fighting mind can be achieved because of the pursuit of supreme strength, and a pure combative achievement. Zhanxin! Master, don't remind Han Xiang too much in this regard, remind her, instead, you will fall behind." Long steward said.

Chu Feng secretly said in his heart, no wonder Han Xiang's master didn't remind her, but it turned out to be bad because of this reminder. When Zhou Wen opened his mouth to say something, Chu Feng quickly said, "Fatty, what do you want to say?"

"Uh, let me talk about my understanding of how to practice fighting spirit." Zhou Wendao. Chu Feng shook his head and said: "Don't tell me, do you think you understand better than Master Han Xiang? Master Han Xiang didn't say it, that means it may be bad. If we say it, it may affect the formation of Han Xiang's heart. , This will fall behind."

Lan Wen said, "I think what Brother Feng said makes sense. Han Xiang, you should feel it slowly by yourself. I believe you will experience it one day."

"Okay." Han Xiang nodded.

Chu Feng said, "Since Han Xiang has woke up, we are going back to Beihai City. There are still many people in Beihai City waiting for me to get treatment."

In the past few days, Chu Feng had left every day at night, but he did not go to Beihai City.

After talking to Chu Zhen and the others, Chu Feng and the others quickly left home. Except for Fang Yun and Liu Yu, the four heaven guards also stayed near Chu Feng's home.

Returning to Beihai City, Chu Feng first treated the guys who had come to Beihai City to seek him for treatment. After a relatively long period of time, Chu Feng’s life was quite peaceful, and the whole earth did not happen these days. What a big deal. Although countless guys are looking for opportunities everywhere, they haven't appeared for a while.

"Huh, finally there are twenty Heaven-swallowing formations. Steward Long, this third level is too difficult to practice. I have worked hard for more than 20 days before adding six Heaven-swallowing formations!" Chu Feng was in his mind. Helplessly authentic.

Steward Long said: "Master, your training speed is not too slow. Other people who practice Beiming Heaven Swallowing Art are definitely slower than you. They don't have the help of holy prison!"

"I know, it's just that I am a little worried about whether I can reach the third level of preliminary cultivation before the onset of Bing Congealing disease!" Chu Feng said in his mind, "Twenty me, I just added six sky swallowing formations. There are still eighty swallowing formations, and every remaining swallowing formation is even more difficult!"

Steward Long said: "Master, even if it doesn't reach the third level, the problem won't be too big if the doctor reaches the fifth level."

"But the Beiming Heaven Swallowing Technique became more secure after reaching the third level. However, time is really too late. Even if I used a lot of things for Bing Ning, it has only been less than five years away from the onset of illness. It’s been a month, and when the time comes to use some things, it is estimated that it will be delayed to five or six months, but in five or six months, the possibility of trying to reach the third level is too small." Chu Feng said.

In twenty days' time, six Heaven-swallowing formations were built. Even if it was given to Chu Feng for a year, Chu Feng had no certainty that Beiming could practice Heaven-swallowing power!

"Master, you must be able to upgrade your clinic once again at that time. If you are a Level 5 clinic, you can significantly slow down Feng Bingning’s bloodline attack time! Master, many things you want to be perfect are It's more difficult. As long as your master can swallow more than sixty, the chance of success will be very high." Long steward said.

Chu Feng sighed secretly. He knew that many things couldn't be perfect, but with Feng Bingning, he really wanted to be as perfect as possible!

At this moment, Chu Feng's cell phone rang. Chu Feng picked up the phone, but it was a strange number.

"Hello, are you?" Chu Feng answered the phone. "Mr. Chu? I don't know if Mr. Chu still remembers a man named Song Qian." The voice of a middle-aged man in his 30s came over the phone.

"Song Qian?" The image of an old man in Tang clothes quickly emerged in Chu Feng's mind. "Remember, of course I remember, when Brother Song bought my jade, why didn't Brother Song contact me on his own?"

At this moment, Chu Feng felt a little bad in his heart, maybe something happened to Song Qian, "Mr. Chu, Song Qian is the father of the family, and he is dying in bed now!" The middle-aged man said in a bit of sorrow.

"Even" Chu Feng exclaimed, "Give me the address of Brother Song, and I will come over immediately. I said a word to Brother Song, and asked Brother Song to find me when he was in trouble. Brother must have been in trouble long ago, why haven't you been looking for someone!"

"Mr. Chu, my father is afraid that Mr. Chu doesn't remember what he said at the beginning." The middle-aged man said. Chu Feng said: "Where is it, how can I not remember what Chu Feng said before! Give me the address, and I will come over immediately."

"Thank you, so my father might be saved." The middle-aged man said joyfully.

The middle-aged man reported his address. Chu Feng and Tang Ming said they left the villa quickly. The old man was not in Beihai City, but his location was not too far away from Beihai City, just two minutes. After a few minutes, Chu Feng had already appeared in the sky above a relatively large manor.

"It's so weird, Brother Song has provoked somebody." Chu Feng frowned slightly and quickly descended.

When Chu Feng fell, many people from the Song family immediately greeted him. "Mr. Chu, I didn't expect that Mr. Chu rushed over so soon after receiving the call. The father of Song Qing Dynasty would like to thank Mr. Chu." It was a middle-aged man who spoke, and Chu Feng could tell from the voice that this was the call. People.

"Don't talk nonsense, take me to see Brother Song." Chu Feng said.

"Oh, great!" The middle-aged man quickly said, his status is relatively high, but Chu Feng said that he did not feel uncomfortable at all, and he still has some understanding of Chu Feng's identity.

The middle-aged man led the way, and Chu Feng quickly arrived in a room with many braziers. "My father keeps saying that it is cold, and turning on the air conditioner has no effect. These braziers have some effect, so" the middle-aged man explained.

"I know." Chu Feng nodded. Song Qian had been tricked by others, and his body was cold. The power of this cold flame can disperse a bit, but the air conditioner is useless.

Before Chu Feng got to the hospital bed, Song Qian was lying on the bed, so Song Qian had a much worse complexion than Chu Feng had seen before, and his body was much thinner than before.

"Brother Song." Chu Feng said with emotion in his heart. Song Qian originally had his eyes closed, but he slowly opened his eyes when he heard Chu Feng's words.

"Ah, Mr. Chu, you are so amazing. My father hasn't opened his eyes for several days. Unexpectedly, his eyes opened when you came." Song Qing said with great joy.

Above his illness, Song Qianqiang held on to sit up. Chu Feng hurriedly said: "Brother Song, I will treat you first before you get up." Chu Feng said that he pressed his hand to Song Qian's wrist.

The strength of the medical office was used, a strange breath entered Song Qian's body, and Song Qian's complexion immediately improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Song Qian was conspired. Those who conspired against Song Qian were much stronger than Song Qian, but they were much weaker than Chu Feng. Under the fourth-level medical clinic, Song Qian suffered the injuries. It didn't matter at all, Song Qian had already turned from a pale complexion to a smooth complexion in just half a minute!

Chu Feng let go of his hand and smiled and said: "Brother Song, how do you feel?" "I, except for my body, I don't have much strength. I seem to be completely healed." Song Qian said that he sat back and sat down. stand up.

"A miracle, a miracle! Mr. Chu, I have known Mr. Chu's wonderful hand for a long time. I didn't expect that when I saw it today, it was even more miraculous than the rumors!" Song Qing said with great excitement, "I have invited a lot of people. I came here, but they all said that there was no way. I didn't expect that in your hands, Mr. Chu, it would be cured in just half a minute."

Chu Feng said, "Brother Song, I'm going to talk about you. Didn't I say it at the beginning? If you have any trouble, you can find me. You also know that I should be able to help you. Why didn't you find me."

Song Qian got out of bed and wanted to bow to Chu Feng, "Brother Song, what are you doing?" Chu Feng stopped him quickly.

"Little brother Chu, one is to thank you for saving me, and the other is that I have to accompany you for not trusting you, little brother Chu." Song Qiandao. Chu Feng said: "Brother Song, if you do this, I will leave."

"Don't, little brother Chu, you must eat here before eating." Song Qiandao. "As long as you don't come with Brother Song, there is no problem." Chu Feng smiled, helping people to the end, Song Qian's matter has not been completely resolved.

"Father, I'm going to fix the food." Song Qing retired as he said. Chu Feng and Song Qian also changed rooms to chat.

Drinking tea, Chu Feng said, "Brother Song, what happened, how could anyone harm you Brother Song like that?"

"Brother Chu, do you see what the problem is? To be honest, I don't even know who used it." Song Qiandao.

Chu Feng frowned slightly and said: "I can see a little problem, but if you don't know anything about Brother Song, it's hard to be sure of the person who will do it. Brother Song knows how to drop the head. Okay, Brother Song, you should have been subjected to the head drop technique by a powerful head drop master!"

"Head drop technique, isn't it?" Song Qian exclaimed authentically. "Brother Song, did you remember something?" Chu Feng said quickly.

Song Qian nodded slightly: "Maybe it is related to a piece of wool I found!"

"It has something to do with a piece of wool." Chu Feng's eyes showed a hint of surprise. How could this kind of thing be connected with a piece of wool like a small thing? Master shot Song Qian!

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