Leng Meiying flicked his hand away and said calmly: "If you don't want to die, don't move around. I'll check your injuries."
After saying that, Leng Meiying's bare hands quickly touched various places on his body.
Feng Tianche was stunned. He originally planned to resist, but when he saw Leng Meiying's serious expression, he held back.
As Leng Meiying quickly tapped the acupuncture points on Feng Tianche's body, the layer of black smoke on his body became more and more obvious, as if it was forced out of his body.
"Physical Seal, Ban Cang's Judgment!"
Following Leng Meiying's soft drink, a strange door seal was punched out, and then it was stamped on Feng Tianche's chest. The black smoke that shot out from his back finally stopped.
After doing all this, Leng Meiying's forehead was already covered with fragrant sweat.
Feng Tianche looked at her, then looked back at the black smoke behind his back, his evil smile not diminishing.
"Little sister, you really feel sorry for me. It seems you are not willing to let me die!"
Leng Meiying ignored him and looked at his body carefully: "When did it start?"
Feng Tianche shook his head and tapped the tiger-headed sword on his waist.
"It's useless. The skills I practice are extremely overbearing. I have been practicing the Cha Dao since I was ten years old. But with your strong talent, Brother Tianche, I was able to master half of the Cha Dao and reach a level that ordinary people can't even imagine.
I can't imagine the holy level, but it is precisely because of the rapid progress of cultivation that this evil spirit has gradually become more and more sophisticated. I can still suppress them now, so little sister, you don't have to worry about me..."
Leng Meiying's expression changed slightly. No wonder he didn't take Bai Feng seriously. No wonder when he first met him, he could scare so many monsters to death with just one sentence. He could defeat Bai Feng's two Martial Emperor men with just one move.
To be able to survive Yan Ruyu's methods calmly, he is actually a Martial Saint level master.
Martial Saint level master, one of the few Martial Saint masters in the three empires!
Even Leng Meiying had to admit that the real master he faced, Feng Tianche, who was just that old, was already a master of martial arts!
Moreover, he still reached the level of Martial Saint by force while refining his way, that is, going crazy. If he followed the normal path, how terrifying would his cultivation be?
Leng Meiying's brows furrowed deeply.
As Feng Tianche said, he can still suppress it now, but what about in the future? His demonic nature is not strong yet. If he cannot suppress it...
Leng Meiying didn't want to see him turn into a killing machine.
Putting aside Feng Tianche's despicable words and deeds, he is still a good person.
At least, he has relieved himself three times. Regardless of whether he is willing to accept his love or not, at least, this love has been accepted.
Nodding without trace, Leng Meiying slowly raised her head, holding a scalpel in her hand.
Before time travel, Leng Meiying had many nicknames, such as Leng Meiying, Leng Meiying, Thunder Hand Meiying, The Most Beautiful Demon, etc.
However, the most inconspicuous thing, but also what Leng Meiying is best at, is the nickname "Handsome guys and beauties are all alike".
Leng Meiying is good at using knives, but they are not Guan knives, Huan knives, or Pu knives, but rather inconspicuous but extremely sharp scalpels.
The nickname "Handsome Guys and Beauties" comes from a massacre. A criminal gang that dared to poison an entire village was wiped out overnight.
