Tang Feng was a little embarrassed for a while. He was not the kind of cold-blooded person who would not save anyone. But at this time, it was better not to interact with others. What's more, it was just typhoid fever, which did not necessarily kill people.
Seeing the gloomy and uncertain look on Tang Feng's face, the man in the cell gritted his teeth, as if he had made a major decision, and said, "If my friend can find me some typhoid medicine, I can use a top-notch
The exercises are given as a thank you gift."
Tang Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes after hearing this.
Kung Fu is something that is not unvalued in Tiangang Continent. Each sect and sect has its own unique Kung Fu. Kung Fu is naturally divided into three, six or nine levels. Good Kung Fu can make people practice better.
The faster it is, the more powerful it will be.
But... why does Tang Feng need a skill? Not to mention that Tang Feng already has such a heaven-defying skill as the Impermanence Jue. There is absolutely no more powerful skill in the world than the Impermanence Jue that can interest him. Moreover, Tang Feng
Feng can't practice other skills. A person can only learn one skill in his life, unless he abandons his cultivation and practices it all over again, which is really painful. What's more, if Tang Feng wants the skills, he can still
It's not simple. There are so many ghosts in Gangxin, and each ghost practices different techniques. If Tang Feng is willing to organize them, there are not a thousand but eight hundred techniques, and there are many top-notch ones among them.
So what this man said did not move Tang Feng's heart.
"Please, if you don't save her, she will die." The man's voice was filled with endless anxiety, and his pleading words were almost spoken through gritted teeth. Tang Feng could feel his reluctance. In other words, if Tang Feng was there,
In this environment, if Lazy Sister is seriously injured and dies, he will probably ask for help. No matter how arrogant he was before, he will have to lower his head at this time.
"Hey." Tang Feng sighed and said, "Bring her over and let me take a look."
The man was startled, and then his face lit up: "Sir, do you know medical skills?"
When this guy heard that Tang Feng was willing to save people, he even changed his name.
Tang Feng nodded and put the torch aside: "I understand a little bit."
This sentence was a bit modest, but to the man's ears, it was unintentionally a message from heaven. He turned around in a panic and picked up a pale woman from the cell.
There is still water in the cell. I don’t know where this woman was lying just now. Her body is actually dry, but her appearance is really unflattering. Her face is covered with stains, and her long hair should have been dark and shiny.
, were stuck together at this moment, covering her face, and her slender body was shaking like spasms.
The man just held her in his arms and stood in front of Tang Feng through a cell door, his face full of hope and pleading. Because of nervousness, his throat rolled up and down as he swallowed saliva.
Tang Feng stretched out a hand to test the temperature on the woman's forehead. It was extremely hot, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat. Unlike the heat on her forehead, her hand was very cold. Tang Feng stretched out two fingers and put them on her wrist.
Checked it carefully.
After just a moment, Tang Feng frowned, looked up at the man, and asked, "Her meridians were broken by someone?"
The man laughed miserably: "Well, all our meridians were broken by the shock."
Needless to say, it must have been Xie Xuechen's people who did it, but what made Tang Feng a little confused was why Xie Xuechen didn't kill these two people? Instead, he chose to deprive them of their strength and imprison them here.
What is the identity of a person?
"The situation is not good. Her body is very weak. This typhoid fever has also caused previous internal injuries. The cold air has accumulated in her damaged meridians, eating away at her vitality at all times. You have to be mentally prepared." Tang Feng
He ordered.
The man trembled and looked at Tang Feng in fear: "Sir, please be sure to cure her."
Tang Feng glared at him: "I will go all out."
As he spoke, he took some medicinal materials from the Phantom Space, handed them to the man's hand and said, "Chew them up and feed them to her."
To be honest, the disease women get is just a very common typhoid fever. In Tang Feng's eyes, this disease is not difficult at all, but because of women's special physique, this disease has become a life-threatening disease. If left untreated,
In less than three days, she will definitely die. Even if all means are used to save her, if the treatment is not handled properly, she will die.
Tang Feng laughed self-deprecatingly. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he took this hot potato. If the woman died in his hands, this man didn't know whether he would regard him as his enemy.
Just do your best, Tang Feng thought.
After receiving some fresh herbs, the man did not ask where they came from. He chewed them carefully in his mouth and then fed them mouth to mouth to the woman in his arms.
Tang Feng spread out the woman's two palms, then put his own two hands on them, carefully controlled his own Gang Qi, poured it into her already damaged meridians, and carefully combed it for her.
This is a delicate job. Once the flow of Gang Qi is not controlled well, it will cause a devastating blow to a woman's body.
This woman's situation is somewhat similar to when Tang Mengmeng was poisoned. At that time, the meridians in Tang Mengmeng's body were not opened, so some means were needed to guide the toxins out. Now, this woman's meridians are damaged, so some means are naturally needed.
Channel the cold air out.
Tang Feng just needs to use Gang Qi to capture the cold air hidden in her body. But having said that, it is not that difficult. Gang Qi flows in her body and is constantly blocked, unable to flow smoothly at all. Every time she arrives,
At this time, it was time to test Tang Feng's control of Gang Qi. He carefully controlled his Gang Qi, passing through the damaged meridians, trying hard to prevent the Gang Qi from causing harm to the woman's body, and looking for the energy accumulated in her body.
Cold air, bring out the cold air.
Time passed, and half an hour passed. The frequency of the woman's convulsions significantly decreased, but Tang Feng was sweating profusely and his face became a little pale.
After a long time, Tang Feng slowly took back his hands and let out a long breath.
"Are you ready?" The man who had been silent and carefully observed his woman's movements asked in surprise.
"No." Tang Feng shook his head.
"Then what..." The man looked at Tang Feng anxiously.
"I have no strength left." Tang Feng told the truth. He didn't dare to spend more energy because he still needed to keep pretending to be real until dawn.
Before the man could chatter any more, Tang Feng took out some herbs for him and said, "You keep these things, chew them up and feed them to her in the past few days, just once a day. I'll come back to help her in three days."
Get rid of the remaining cold air."
"Thank you." The man silently took the herbs.
Tang Feng ignored him, took down the torch plugged into the wall, and returned the same way.
Looking at Tang Feng's back, the man's expression became suspicious. Is this man... not interested in the top skills he mentioned?
After finally waiting until dawn, Tang Feng pretended to have just woken up and called Xing Buming. The two chatted casually for a while, and then waited until the successor arrived.
After completing the handover procedures, Tang Feng and Xing Buming walked out of the water prison. Xing Buming didn't have any doubts about what happened last night. After all, he brought the drinks, and he didn't expect anyone to be inside. Drugged.
After leaving the water prison, Tang Feng walked step by step towards Ma Changsheng's residence. The short road almost exhausted Tang Feng's last bit of strength. The moment he entered the house and closed the door, the Gang Qi in his body finally After it was consumed, the fake ones disappeared automatically, and Tang Feng returned to his original appearance.
It was so hard, Tang Feng only felt a burning pain in his Dantian, plus an unparalleled emptiness.
Although he really wanted to tell Feng Piaoxu and the others about the old palace master's whereabouts now, Tang Feng really had no energy left and could only sit on the bed and meditate to recover.
It was not until night that Tang Feng felt a little better, and his empty Dantian gradually began to fill up. Taking advantage of the night, Tang Feng transformed into Luo Yun and walked towards Feixue Tower.
Luo Yun is a low-ranking Xuan-level disciple. Maintaining his appearance does not require much consumption of Gang Qi, and such a lowly disciple will not attract much attention.
When they came to the place where they came out of Feixue Tower last time, a soft and beautiful figure instantly appeared in the dark corner. This woman was Hua Buyu's close disciple, and was arranged to take care of Tang Feng here, because Hua Buyu didn't do anything either. Knowing when Tang Feng would come to Feixue Tower again, this female disciple has been standing here.
"Take me to find Master Hua." Tang Feng said calmly.
The female disciple nodded and led Tang Feng through the back door and into Feixue Building.
As they wished, they met Hua Buyu and Feng Piaoxu, and told them the whereabouts and current situation of the old palace master. Both women seemed a little excited, because the old palace master who was supposed to be dead was not dead. In this way, as long as the old palace master was Isn't it easy for the old palace master to rescue Xie Xuechen and use his prestige to deal with it? Those traitors certainly don't dare to act arrogantly again.
Hua Buyu took Tang Feng's arm sweetly and rubbed his face with a small hand. Her plump breasts were really pressing against Tang Feng's arm now: "Little guy, last time I followed How have you considered what you said?"
The female disciple standing next to her almost had her eyes bulging out. She has never seen the poster act so coquettishly with a man. This man seems to be just a low-ranking Xuan-level man. What special ability can make the poster take him so seriously? What?
With an indifferent expression on his face, Tang Feng pulled his arm out of Hua Buyu's control and said, "Master Hua, you really can't teach this thing."
Hua Buyu suddenly became angry. Tang Feng bit the word "Master and Uncle" very hard, clearly reminding her not to be disrespectful! I am the youngest? Hua Buyu lowered his head and looked at his plump breasts, and then at himself. With her white and tender little hands, she clearly looks like a twenty-eight-year-old girl, right?
The men who were with Xiao Yiye were indeed not good people! Hua Buyu glared at Tang Feng hatefully.
