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1111. Chapter 1111 Extra Story: Didn’t I tell you to have no distracting thoughts?

He wanted to open the door and go in, but he was afraid of any unimaginable consequences, so he could only walk back and forth outside like a headless fly.

Besides him, there is another person who is restless, that is Black Eagle.

After Qianye Feng entered, something didn't feel right about him for some reason!

It's as if something might happen to Qianye Feng at any time.

"Damn it, why hasn't Feng come out yet?"

He finally couldn't help shouting, causing the people outside the door to look at him with strange eyes.

Naturally, these people didn't know that Qianye Feng would be in danger inside, nor did they understand Black Eagle's inexplicable sixth sense!

Hearing him shout like this, even Mo Xiaoran and Lin Ran were dumbfounded!

"Ying, Miss Luoyue is now facing life and death. It's understandable that Jin is anxious. Why are you so anxious for Feng to come out?"

Mo Xiaoran looked at Black Eagle and asked!

But Black Eagle frowned in distress, unable to tell what he was feeling!

In short, that kind of inexplicable uneasiness made him unable to calm down until Qianye Feng came out.

"Feng, it's okay, stop now."

The old man Chi Mu looked at Qianye Feng's pale face and said anxiously.

He had already tried his best to speed up the acupuncture, but Feng's face was still getting uglier and uglier!

Obviously, this kid's mind is not completely clear of distractions, and he doesn't know what he is thinking!

Fortunately, he finished the acupuncture, otherwise, if he persists, his life will be short!

Hearing the voice of old man Chi Mu, Qianye Feng immediately withdrew his inner strength!

He also knew that he could no longer hold on!

All I can think about is that damn eagle, and I can’t drive it away no matter how hard I try!

He tried his best to focus on Shui Luoyue, but it was still in vain!

Somewhat weakly, he stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. He got down from the bed exhausted and looked very weak.

"Damn boy, why are you so disobedient? Isn't it because you don't have distracting thoughts?"

The late old man nervously pulled his wrist to check his pulse, and saw that his frown relaxed slightly at this time.


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