Su Mengzhen is on the top floor of the Green Building. Not only is he there, but Bai Choufei and Wang Xiaoshi are also there.

There is also an old man, Dr. Shu.

As soon as Feng Yifei walked in with Xiyou Xiuer and Yang Wuxie, Wang Xiaoshi laughed and was the first to say hello, "Brother Feng."

But as soon as he said the greeting, his smile couldn't help but shrink, and it looked a bit far-fetched.

Feng Yifei felt confused. Could it be that Wang Xiaoshi was still unhappy because of his joining the Criminal Department?

He smiled and said, "Long time no see."

"It's been a long time indeed." Bai Choufei said with a smile.

Su Mengzhen's expression was very cold. He just looked over and nodded in greeting.

His face was very pale. He was lying on the couch with his pants rolled up. You could see a diagonal scar two or three inches above his knee.

The wound was not big, nor deep in appearance, and there was no bleeding. New skin and flesh had even grown on the edge of the scar, which was bright red, but the wound had not healed.

"Can you treat this injury?" Su Mengzhen raised her finger to point to the wound on her leg and asked calmly.

It seemed that the injury was not his.

"Let me take a look." Feng Yifei stepped forward, took a closer look, and immediately found that there was a black air lingering in the wound that seemed to be absent, entrenched in it, and would not dissipate.

It is indeed the spirit of death!

"The poster's injury, the sword energy has invaded the meridians. Although I can heal the injury, I can't stop the spread of the sword energy. The injury has already made the poster unable to move freely. If this continues, this leg will be completely damaged.

The sword energy corrodes, Master Feng, you need to be extremely careful when removing the sword energy." Doctor Shu said with a solemn expression.

"Master Feng is also good at the Xiantian Wuxiang Finger Sword. He understands." Su Mengzhen said calmly. Although he addressed him as "sir", there was no sense of respect at all, only a sense of alienation from being thousands of miles away.

I really don’t understand this!

I have beaten so many people with the Xiantian Wuxiang Finger Sword, but I have never seen such a situation.

Feng Yifei didn't care that Su Mengzhen didn't look good, he was here for the benefit anyway.

"I can give it a try, it should be fine."

"What do you want from your treatment for me?" Su Mengzhen asked straightforwardly.

Feng Yifei thought about it for a moment. He had already seen Su Mengzhen's Treasure Pavilion. There were only a few good secret books in it. Even if he took the A-level martial arts secret book, he would just sell it for money. There is no shortage of silver on hand now, so why not

Ask for "The Essentials of Fingering Experience".

But an A-level secret book starts with at least 10,000 taels of silver. It feels like a loss to only get one copy of "The Essentials of Fingering Experience". At least there are a few more.

The essence of purple-level experience only adds 2,000 points of proficiency. Nowadays, the level of Ba Sword and Roujian is not enough to upgrade it to one level. It depends on how much he can give.

"I want to get the essence of fingering."

"Oh?" Su Mengzhen raised an eyebrow, "Okay!"

"Ten books!" Feng Yifei immediately answered.

Su Mengzhen's face turned cold, "Don't be greedy!"

Feng Yifei chuckled, "I'm asking for a lot of money, so you can pay me back on the ground."

Su Mengzhen said coldly, "Do you think you are buying food from the market? Do I still want to bargain with you? The essence of fingering experience collected in the Zangzhen Pavilion is left behind by the ancestors of Jinfeng Xiaoyulou. They are not trivial things.

Ben, no more!"

Holy shit!

Feng Yifei secretly cursed, aren't you bargaining with me?

People were bargaining for half the price, but you were really ruthless, and you cut it down to one-third in one fell swoop.

He shook his head and said, "Three books are not enough!"

There was something strange in my heart. It was normal for Bai Choufei to be quiet and not talk, but why was Wang Xiaoshi so stubborn that he didn't lend a word to his sworn brother?

Su Mengzhen coughed, and a blush appeared on his pale face.

"I'm not afraid to tell you that there are only three books in the Cangzhen Pavilion that contain the essence of fingering techniques. If you want to be cured, just treat it, or not! Even if I, Su Mengzhen, am lame, no one in the world would dare to look down upon me!

"

Feng Yifei secretly pouted, "That's a coincidence. Among the people I know, there are quite a few who dare to look down on you. You can't beat Lao Yan, right? You can't beat Guan Qi, right? My brother-in-law can also mention you casually.

What are you bragging about?

Of course, complaints are complaints, and these words would not be said in front of Su Mengzhen.

I don’t know if what he said is true or not, but Yifei really wants to cure this cold. The "Essence of Fingering Experience" is just a supplement. The sword energy left by Guan Qi can be absorbed by Ni.

Yes, this is the big head, and it may bring great benefits to your internal strength cultivation.

But we can't let him realize that he is on the pole and come over to heal his injuries. He still needs what he can get.

"It doesn't matter that there are only three volumes of the Essentials of Fingering Techniques. I also like the Essentials of Knife Techniques. How about a few more?"

Su Mengzhen frowned slightly, and his gaze shot over like a knife.

Feng Yifei did not dodge or evade, and looked at him calmly.

Bai Choufei said suddenly, "Brother, your injury must be cured, so give it to you if you give it to yourself."

Feng Yifei suddenly felt secretly happy.

Although Bai Choufei tried to persuade Su Mengzhen, he was obviously speaking for himself.

What a good man, Lao Bai! It’s not in vain for me to meet you! I’ve been lucky since I met you!

Su Mengzhen is such a stingy guy!

"Okay!" Su Mengzhen breathed out lightly and nodded, "I will give you three more books on swordsmanship."

"Master Su, that's so cool!" Feng Yifei complimented with a smile on his face, and he should have just accepted it.

Su Mengzhen said with a cold face, "It is said that you have joined Lei Sun's sect and become his disciple. Aren't you afraid that he will blame you?"

"It doesn't matter. Master Su, aren't you going to marry my master? We will be a family from now on, so how can he blame me?" Feng Yifei said with a smile.

When Su Mengzhen heard this, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he actually showed a smile. He turned to Yang Wuxie and said, "Wuxie, please bring up the few essentials that Lord Feng asked for."

"Yes!" Yang Wuxie immediately took the order and left.

Wang Xiaoshi suddenly spoke, "Brother, I'll go down first too."

"Go." Su Mengzhen waved his hand lightly.

Wang Xiaoshi walked out without saying goodbye to Feng Yifei or anything else.

Feng Yifei was puzzled. From the moment he saw Wang Xiaoshi, his expression seemed to be wrong. What was the reason? He couldn't stand me asking his sworn brother for something?

Forget it! Leave him alone!

"Then Mr. Laofeng will heal my injury." Su Mengzhen raised his hand to indicate.

"You're welcome!" Feng Yifei stepped forward, reached out and pressed his hand on Su Mengzhen's injured leg.

Close your eyes, hug Yuan Shouyi, calm your mind, and slowly let the true energy flow from the meridians of your palms into Su Mengzhen's legs.

As soon as the true energy was injected, the entrenched sword energy was immediately pulled. Feng Yifei immediately felt an extremely violent torrent rushing back, and at the touch, it was wrapped up with his own true energy.

It is not only the sharp sword energy, but also contains a cold breath, which is the most sinister and evil spirit of death.

Even the stored necromantic energy stirred up.

Everyone onlookers were shocked, because what they saw was that black air flowed around Feng Yifei's body, like a raging flame.
Chapter completed!