With the strength of the middle-level earth-level master, who dares to go head-to-head with the high-level masters of the heaven-level, only Tie Tu in the world can do it. Even Tang Feng, with his original strength, cannot compete with someone like Feng Jingsheng.
Hard fight.
But Tie Tu's current injury was the price. Tang Feng knew about Tie Tu's impregnable defense. Feng Jingsheng broke Tie Tu's defense with just two punches, broke his arm, and shattered his hand bones.
, it has to be said that the high-grade heaven level still has an overwhelming advantage.
"Small injury." Tie Tu said nonchalantly.
Tang Feng turned his head and looked at Qiu Qianbian. He was lying motionless on the bed, with a hint of pain floating on his face, and one or two hard moans came from his throat from time to time.
"Seven ribs in his chest were broken, and the broken bones pierced his lungs, but he has recovered and there is no fear of his life now." Tie Tu explained, "If you want to fully recover, you will need at least two
A month’s rest will do.”
"Thank you!" Tang Feng patted Tie Tu on the shoulder. This time when facing Feng Jingsheng, Tie Tu and the others did a great job. If they hadn't stopped Feng Jingsheng's pursuit with their own lives, Tang Feng wouldn't have been able to do so.
There was no chance for a sneak attack.
"You're too polite to show off." Tie Tu grinned.
After chatting with him for a few more words and asking where He Xiangning rested, Tang Feng left there.
After a lot of twists and turns, they finally found He Xiangning and Qiu Jueyin. In this battle, the only one who was not injured was Qiu Jueyin. Compared with her boxing and kicking skills, they were simply useless.
It's a bit unsightly, so she never confronts the enemy head-on during battles, and always uses sound attacks to assist her attacks. This also allows her to remain intact in such a dangerous environment.
But He Xiangning, who was being taken care of by her at the moment, could only be described in four words - miserable.
It was truly horrific. The upper arms of both hands were completely wrapped tightly in bandages. Even so, the white bandages were soaked with blood and dyed red.
When Tang Feng staggered in, Qiu Jueyin was feeding He Xiangning a bowl of millet porridge. However, there was no sign of sadness or pain on He Xiangning's face, only a full smile.
How could He Xiangning not be happy when her great revenge was avenged? This woman who only lived for revenge finally fulfilled her biggest wish in her life, and she was able to take revenge so early. In He Xiangning's estimation, she would at least have to
It will take more than ten years to reach the level of Feng Jingsheng. If Feng Jingsheng is not dead by then, he will have a slim chance of revenge. But this time, by chance, with the cooperation of his friends and Tang Feng
Next, Feng Jingsheng was directly eliminated. This was an unexpected gift.
After seeing Tang Feng, He Xiangning's beautiful eyes lit up and the smile on her face became much happier. Qiu Jueyin just nodded to Tang Feng lightly and continued to scoop out a spoonful of clear porridge.
He Xiangning shook her head: "I won't eat."
Qiu Jueyin had no choice but to put down the bowl in her hand, stood up and said, "You guys chat, I'll go out and take a look."
When there were only two people in the room, Tang Feng sat on the edge of the bed while panting, looking down at the two tightly wrapped hands, and asked: "How do you feel?"
"I'm very happy." He Xiangning looked straight at Tang Feng.
"I'm asking how your injury is." Tang Feng scratched his forehead.
"This..." He Xiangning cast her eyes on her two arms, "Pang Lao said that my muscles and veins were damaged. Even after the injury heals, I may not be able to practice again in the future."
Tang Feng's eyes dimmed for a moment: "Is it so serious?"
He Xiangning slowly shook her head: "I practiced hard and tried to become stronger just to kill Feng Jingsheng. Now that he is dead, I don't need to practice anymore, so this is not a big deal."
It's a good thing to think this way, at least it's not too pessimistic.
"Didn't Mr. Pang say there was a possibility of complete recovery?" Tang Feng continued to ask.
"Yes, but the chance is very small." He Xiangning exhaled softly, the fragrance was fragrant, "But I don't want to live so tiredly, they can recover to whatever they can, I don't care."
"Fool." Tang Feng glared at her, "Since I can fully recover, I naturally can't give up."
He Xiangning stuck out her sweet tongue. Until this moment, she had the characteristics of a girl of her age. "But even if I recover, what will I do?"
Feng Jingsheng died, and her life suddenly lost its purpose. It can be said that He Xiangning doesn't care about anything now.
"Maybe I will ask for your help in the future." Tang Feng said casually, and after finishing his words, he quickly added: "Tie Tu and the others may also want your help. You can't give up the friends you have made these days. If you don't have the strength,
, naturally I can’t be with them.”
He Xiangning smiled sweetly, stared straight at Tang Feng, and said, "Do you want me to fully recover?"
Tang Feng dodged and said weakly: "I hope so, I don't have many friends."
He Xiangning kept her eyes fixed on Tang Feng, the smile on her face never diminished, and it took a long time before she said, "I want to eat that."
Tang Feng followed her gaze and saw the unfinished bowl of porridge that Qiu Jueyin had put aside just now. He picked it up bravely, then scooped it up spoon by spoon and fed it to her.
He Xiangning's face was as red as drunk, but her eyes were shining with infinite happiness.
After finishing the bowl of porridge, Tang Feng picked up a silk scarf placed next to the pillow and wiped the corners of her mouth. He Xiangning simply lay down and said, "Go and do your work. I'll take a rest."
"Yes." Tang Feng Rumeng was amnesty. When he was with this girl, he always felt an inexplicable pressure, as if she looked at him with a special look.
After tucking her in, Tang Feng stood up and walked out. As soon as he walked out the door, he spotted a man in white standing quietly by the door. He turned around and saw a man in white clothes.
Qiu Jueyin looked at herself with a half-smile.
"Come over and see her more often when you have time." Qiu Jueyin gently warned her.
"Okay." Tang Feng nodded.
Watching Tang Feng's back slowly disappear, Qiu Jueyin shook her head with a wry smile. After walking into the house, she sat by the bed and asked, "Do you have the motivation to recover now?"
He Xiangning giggled endlessly.
Qiu Jueyin glared at her angrily and twisted her nose: "If I had known this, I should have invited him over to persuade you earlier."
Walking back all the way, Wulongbao was still very lively. The casualties should have been dealt with. Most people were now cleaning up the ruins after the battle and completely dealing with some collapsed houses.
Tang Feng walked slowly, feeling that his body was not as stiff and sore as before, and his pace was much brisker.
Turning his head to look at a particularly lively place, Tang Feng saw the figures of Fei Xiaoya and the two killer gods. He pondered for a moment and then walked over there.
The Lord of the Fortress had a blue silk scarf wrapped around his head to prevent his hair from being stained by dust. He was standing there directing everyone to work. He looked capable. Under the command of the Lord of the Fortress, a group of men in black,
Very busy and organized.
The two murderers must have been busy for a long time. They were squatting next to Fei Xiaoya. Uncle Xiao took a fan in his hand and fanned himself hard. He looked up at the sky from time to time and cursed the scorching heat on the seaside.
weather.
When Tang Feng walked over, Fei Xiaoya happened to catch him in action. The Lord of the castle ran over, with a trace of worry on his face: "Why are you up?"
"It's uncomfortable to lie down." Tang Feng stood still, took a few breaths, looked around and asked, "Where is my aunt?"
"After arriving at Wulongbao, Tang Feng's young heart has been completely tortured and broken by them.
"What's the matter? Why don't I know?" the Lord of the Castle asked doubtfully.
"Do you want to know about men's affairs?" Uncle Xiao glanced at her.
"Bah!" The Lord of the Castle blushed, "You are disrespectful!"
After scolding, he went back to his own business.
"Why don't you guys give me a break?" Tang Feng was in a state of confusion, "You just ask me for help and don't say anything about it. How do you expect me to agree?"
"We'll talk about it in ten days. I'll make it clear to you then." Uncle Xiao said as he handed over the fan in his hand: "Here you go."
Tang Feng took it and took a look. Isn't this the fan that Xie Xuechen held in his hand yesterday? This was originally the young master's trophy. The arm holding the fan was chopped off by the young master with a sword.
Although he thought so in his heart, Tang Feng still took the fan happily. To be honest, he was still very interested in such things as hidden weapons. This was the first thing he bought in this world and belonged to Tiangang Continent.
Tang Feng needs to study the difference between this weapon and the hidden weapon he has.
