Song Xueyi watched Leng Fei and Sun Hao leave, and glanced at Madam Zhao: "Follow Leng Fei, don't let him have any accidents."

The marrow-cleaning pill is both a spiritual pill and a disaster. I don’t know how many people are killed. Once the news is leaked, it will be in trouble and too many people will snatch it.

Madam Zhao said, "Mrs. The most important thing is to let others go."

"I'm not relieved to others." Song Xueyi said.

"Okay." Madam Zhao said, "That lady cannot leave the house."

"I know." Song Xueyi said angrily.

Madam Zhao floated away.

Leng Fei calmed down his excitement and began to practice boxing. Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer became more and more familiar, but he was unable to practice the third punch.

When he practiced the third punch, there was always a feeling of a child swinging a sledgehammer. He couldn't do it according to his strength. He knew that it was because of the lack of strength, so he didn't force it.

Until noon, Leng Fei frowned.

No matter how reluctant Zhang Tianpeng was, he should come back at this time, but now he has been reluctant to return, which has caused him to have bad ideas.

He thought about it, left the house, went straight to the south gate, and walked quickly in the direction of Mingyuexuan.

Anyway, he has already taken a vacation, so he doesn't have to take the turn. He has to go to Mingyuexuan to see if something happened to Zhang Tianpeng.

He strided very fast in the meteor, and soon walked into the woods next to him, and walked quickly on the moon and the fragrance, not inferior to the horse.

While urging the step of the moon floating incense, he operated the Green Bull Crashing Sky Map, forming a balance between consumption and recovery, without increasing or decreasing, and maintaining full strength.

He ran for an hour in one breath and suddenly stopped.

A man in blue clothes was lying in the woods, lying on the ground without moving. He knew it was Zhang Tianpeng at a glance.

He quickly circled around the left and right, but didn't see the trap. Then he went to Zhang Tianpeng and looked over and took a look. He was already unconscious.

My face was covered with a layer of gold powder, and my breathing was low and rapid.

Leng Fei's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly took out a jade porcelain from Zhang Tianpeng's arms, poured out a jade ginseng Xuelan, and stuffed it into Zhang Tianpeng's mouth.

After the Jade Ginseng Selandan entered his mouth, it flowed down quickly. After a moment, Leng Fei's face was solemn, but it was ineffective.

Zhang Tianpeng's limbs were broken, and his internal organs were obviously seriously injured. Now he ignored the injuries to these limbs. The key is that the internal organs are worried about his life.

He thought about it, tore off Zhang Tianpeng's clothes, bit his index finger, wrote a blood letter, and then whistled his lips.

He was particularly sensitive to the voice. He remembered that he heard Zhang Tianpeng roar once, and the imitation was exactly the same at this time.

The wind was howling, and Zhao Qinghe's bright moon eagle fell on the treetops, looking down at him and then at Zhang Tianpeng.

Leng Fei put his hands together and waved the blood book.

The bright moon eagle jumped gently to him and allowed him to tie the blood book to his feet. Leng Feihehe.

The bright moon eagle's long wings flapped, and it was shot out like an arrow from the string.

Leng Fei sat aside, brought some water for Zhang Tianpeng, and slowly fed it into his mouth, waiting for Zhao Qinghe to come.

He was helpless, and the best spiritual medicine was Jade Ginseng Xuelan, which had already been stated in the blood book that Zhang Tianpeng was seriously injured and Jade Ginseng Xuelan could not suppress his injuries.

Mingyuexuan should have better spiritual medicine. As long as Zhao Qinghe arrives in time, she will have time to save Zhang Tianpeng.

He looked at Zhang Tianpeng with frown, obviously in great pain, his limbs were broken, his internal organs were damaged, and he also saw a palm in his dantian, which should have nullified his cultivation.

Even if Zhang Tianpeng recovers, he will probably become a useless person.

His anger surged in his heart.

Life is like a year, and time seems to have stopped.

He simply started practicing boxing, punching and venting all his anger, and his fist hit the empty space made a bang.

Half an hour later, a sudden flash of his eyes, the faint fragrance, Zhao Qinghe and a middle-aged beautiful woman had already appeared.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Qinghe arrived and Zhang Tianpeng was saved.

Zhao Qinghe immediately rushed towards Zhang Tianpeng and exclaimed: "Tianpeng!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman has a gentle temperament, and is upright and calm, standing in front of Leng Fei, as if she was not the one who ran to her like a gust of wind before.

She looked at Leng Fei, her eyes were clear and burning.

Leng Fei shook all over, and inexplicably felt that he was seen through. The woman's eyes were too sharp.

"Master!" Zhao Qinghe cried.

The middle-aged beautiful woman shook her head, stepped forward in one step, squatted down and looked at Zhang Tianpeng's wrist, and her black eyebrows were slightly furrowed.

"Master, is it important?" Zhao Qinghe stared at her anxiously, her bright eyes not blinking.

The middle-aged beautiful woman's eyes drooped slightly and did not move.

Zhao Qinghe turned her head and looked at Leng Fei.

Leng Fei said: "I saw that Brother Zhang hadn't returned to Dengyun Tower, so I felt it was inappropriate. I followed the way to Mingyuexuan to look for it, but I didn't expect to find it."

"He..." Tears rustled down and quickly slid across her pink cheeks.

Leng Fei shook his head: "Brother Zhang has been unconscious and has not woken up. It is useless after taking Jade Ginseng Xuelan. I have no choice but to find you, sister-in-law."

The middle-aged beautiful woman let go of her hand and shook her head.

"Master, can't Tianpeng's life be saved?" Zhao Qinghe said hurriedly.

"You can save your life, but you can't do anything about this kind of cultivation." The beautiful middle-aged woman took out a jade porcelain from her arms, took out a jade-like pill, stuffed it into Zhang Tianpeng's mouth and sighed: "You can only save your life. Your dantian has been abandoned and you can't practice it. You are destined to be an ordinary person in this life."

"Master——!" Zhao Qinghe said anxiously: "He is really a useless person. It's better to kill him than to live or die!"

She knew that Zhang Tianpeng was strong and had been working hard to match her. She had suffered too many blows but still refused to give up because of the relationship between the two.

But now he suddenly told him that he could never practice again, and he would commit suicide directly.

"Qinghe, being a master is not a god, this is already the best spiritual pill, the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill." The beautiful middle-aged woman sighed: "You should have heard of it."

"Nine-turn Resurrection Pill..." Zhao Qinghe burst into tears.

The Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill is the strongest life-saving elixir in Mingyuexuan. As long as you have one breath, you can save your life after taking it.

This time Tianpeng was too seriously injured, and his master used all his Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, and he did his best.

Could this be Tianpeng’s fate?

Leng Fei said in a deep voice: "Senior, I don't know how to preserve Brother Zhang's cultivation?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman pondered, sighed after a while, and said leisurely: "Unless there is a marrow cleaning pill, you have to take the marrow cleaning pill immediately. It is useless if it is too late!... Qinghe, sometimes the human power is exhausted, and the destiny is hard to violate."

"No..." Zhao Qinghe could not accept this.

How hard Tianpeng is, he is optimistic and upward. He is so desperate but never said he is suffering.

Why is fate so unfair? It is so unprincessful to be an optimistic and good person. God is so unprincessful!

Leng Fei took out the wax pill from his arms and handed it to Zhao Qinghe: "Please take it to Brother Zhang, the marrow washing pill!"

Zhao Qinghe looked at him in surprise.

Leng Fei smiled and said, "I just received the reward, and it was the marrow-cleaning pill, but it seemed to be prepared for Brother Zhang!"

"But..." Zhao Qinghe hesitated.

On the one hand, Zhang Tianpeng’s cultivation was completely useless and he could no longer practice. On the other hand, Leng Fei’s persistence and desire for the Marrow Cleansing Pill.

She understood how Leng Fei needed and how she wanted the Marrow Cleansing Pill. His natural resources and peerless intelligence were stuck in the innate physique, just like a golden lock locked with a dragon. Once he broke free from the physical shackles, he could soar into the sky.

But she knew how rare it was. If she missed this time, she might never get the marrow cleansing pill again, and she would waste her life.

She knew that Leng Fei could think of this with his intelligence, but she took out the marrow washing pill without hesitation.
Chapter completed!