Later, Yang Jie returned to the dormitory. At this time, Sun Ying sent a text message saying that the people at home had significantly improved after taking the medicine. Sun Jianguo was extremely regretful of his rudeness last time and was willing to take out all his property and asked Yang Jie when he could treat him.

Sun Jianguo originally didn't believe that Yang Jie could cure his family's illness, but seeing that his family members were getting better one after another, Sun Jianguo was also anxious. At the same time, he thought that Yang Jie went to a Chinese medicine store to buy medicine, so he quickly took out the medicine list that Yang Jie bought at that time, boiled the items on the medicine list into a pot of medicine and took it.

As a result, let alone curing the disease, I almost lost my life...

If Yang Jie knew, he would definitely be amused and crying.

Not to mention that the medicine list is just ordinary medicinal materials, there is not even the blood of the lark grass or the ice and fire toad.

Many of those medicines alone were not used to treat this disease. He bought those at that time just in case of emergency.

As a result, Sun Jianguo will actually fiddle with it all together...

Fortunately, this guy is from a medical family. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been burping like this...

Later, Sun Jianguo could see clearly that only Yang Jie could cure this disease. He regretted the insult of Yang Jie at that time, and could not bear to give in to Yang Jie, so he had to let Sun Ying come forward.

Yang Jie had no good feelings for Sun Jianguo. When he heard that it was for this matter, he immediately said that he had no time and asked Sun Jianguo to endure it for a few more days and wait for him to come back to do so.

Anyway, this disease will not die if it is not cured in one day. As for how long Sun Jianguo will be tortured by the disease, Yang Jie doesn't care.

The next morning, Yang Jie rushed to Province G in the early morning in the morning.

Thinking that he would soon find the dragon crystal stone and break through the moon level, Yang Jie felt a little excited...

However, just as the Fenghuang entered the border of G Province, a cold light shot from below, approaching the Fenghuang in the air.

"Singing—"

Seeing the murderous intent, the Fenghuang quickly slapped his flesh wings and flashed to one side.

I saw a knife flying past it, and at the same time, several more knife shot from below.

Faced with the attacking knife, Fenghuang had to constantly slap his flesh wings.

"Titan, hurry up, don't fall..."

Yang Jie sat on Fenghuang's back and found this scene. He raised his eyebrows slightly, took out the human skin mask that Hong Xin had given him from the iron ring, and transformed into Mu Yi's identity.

He knew very well that the man below was targeting them, not accidents...

Moreover, the Fenghuang is flying so fast at this moment that ordinary people cannot shoot it. The person who throws out the knife must be a cultivator, and his cultivation level will not be too low!

"Singing—"

Just as Yang Jie was thinking about why the other party attacked them, Feng Huang let out a painful moan.

Yang Jie looked down and saw that Feng Huang was stabbed in the abdomen, and his flight speed dropped sharply...

"Wind Emperor, go down and see who it is!"

Yang Jie browed wildly. Although he was not sure about the other party's strength and intentions, if he continued to fly in the air, they would definitely become the other party's mobile targets, and it would be difficult for the Fenghuang to dodge them when carrying them.

If you are not careful, they will fall down. The best choice is to fall before the Fenghuang is hit by the knife again.

"Singing—"

After receiving Yang Jie's order, Emperor Feng dived down. This area was a jungle of Liao's uninhabited people, and Yang Jie was not afraid of being seen as Emperor Feng.

As soon as the Wind Emperor landed, the Titan giant ape followed Yang Jie's instructions and sneaked into the ground quietly and disappeared...

"Ahem cough cough..."

At this time, a series of violent coughs came to mind.

Yang Jie frowned and looked at the origin of the sound, and saw a bald middle-aged fat man slowly walking towards them.

The fat man looked in his thirties, with a big round belly and a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck. These strings of Buddhist beads are very ostentatious, and each bead is as big as a baby's fist.

But the most attractive thing is the honest smile on his face...

"Amitabha, little brother, don't be fine!" The fat monk smiled kindly at Yang Jie, and then his eyes fell on the Feng Emperor, and he did not move away.

"Monk, what advice do you have?" Yang Jie felt a slight premonition when he saw the fat monk.

"Amitabha, little brother, I just see that your spirit beast seems to have evil spirit. If you keep carrying it, you may be suffering from blood. How about this? I will hand over this spirit beast to me. I will save it for you and let this spirit beast take refuge in my Buddha." The fat monk clasped his hands together and said Amitabha, saying kindly.

"for you?"

Yang Jie raised his eyebrows, looked at the other person like an idiot, and was in a bloody disaster, just like a liar.

"Amitabha, little brother, I am also doing this for your own good. If you don't want to, I can also spend money to buy this spirit beast."

The fat monk's amiable smile can easily make people feel good.

"Oh? What's the price?" Yang Jie raised his eyebrows and asked playfully.

"I think you are at your age, even if you are a cultivator, you are afraid that you will have the cultivation level of about the dust level?! I am willing to produce three low-grade foundation-building pills. What do you think of me?" The fat monk touched his round belly and said.

"Oh."

Yang Jie burst out laughing, is this monk pretending he is easy to fool or what?!

I want to replace the three low-grade foundation-building pills with a Wind God Winged Dragon? This is no different from giving it for free. It’s really a pity that this guy can say it out loud!

As for the transformation of the Wind God Wing Dragon and allowing the Wind God Wing Dragon to convert to my Buddha, that's pure nonsense. This guy is just greedy for the Wind God Wing Dragon.

Not to mention the low-grade foundation-building pill, even if the old man took out ten top-grade foundation-building pills, Yang Jie would not be able to sell Fenghuang.

"Little brother, why are you laughing at?" asked the fat monk.

"It's nothing, I have something to do, so I'll say goodbye first." Yang Jie called Feng Huang and planned to leave.

"call out--"

But before the Feng Emperor could do anything, a knife shot out and stabbed Yang Jie in the face.

"!"

Yang Jie was shocked and quickly turned sideways and shot out the knife.

"Oh, I can't tell, I'm still a little bit of strength?" The fat monk narrowed his eyes slightly, obviously quite surprised that Yang Jie could dodge his attack, and continued, "Amitabha, little brother, I'm doing this for your own good. This thing is unknown. Following you will bring you a bloody disaster."

"Damn bald donkey, do you really think I am a three-year-old child? You are still a Buddhist, but you actually want to kill me to silence me because of your own selfish interests." Yang Jie retorted.

After Yang Jie saw through, the smile on the fat monk's face became slightly stiff, but he soon came to his senses and broke up his face and said in a sinister test: "Boy, your strength is certainly good, but compared with me, Xiaoxiaozi, that's far from it. I advise you to give up this dinosaur and let it convert to my Buddha. I just said the three low-grade foundation-building pills, otherwise I would be merciless..."

"Xiaoxiaozi?"

Yang Jie silently muttered this name.

"Why, boy, I'm afraid of knowing my name? I'm worried about not having a mount! You'll send a dinosaur. For this reason, I'm very compassionate and willing to give you the lower grade of Foundation Building Pill." Xiaoxiaozi still had that calm smile, but the smile fell in Yang Jie's eyes, which was so hypocritical and hypocritical.

"Sorry, I don't know Xiaoxiaozi, crying. Fenghuang is my companion, I can't give it to you." Yang Jie said coldly.

"What? You are still a cultivator. You don't even recognize me, Fat Maitreya, Xiaoxiaozi?" Xiaoxiaozi was stunned when she heard Yang Jie's words.

"Wind Emperor, don't worry about this crazy monk, let's go!"

"Sing!~"

The Emperor of Wind flapped his flesh wings and was about to fly into the air.

"If you want to leave, leave your mount for me!"

Seeing that Yang Jie was not in trouble, Xiaoxiaozi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his body shook, and he had already arrived in front of Yang Jie, and he was about to pull Yang Jie off the back of Fenghuang.

So fast!

Yang Jie was shocked. The monk was still dozens of meters away before, so how could he come to him so quickly?!

Although surprised, the situation at this moment could not tolerate Yang Jie thinking too much. Facing the claw wind that was grabbing him, Yang Jie did not dare to be careless and quickly raised his hands to block it.

"Look at my great compassionate hand--" Xiaoxiaozi angrily rebuked, turned into a clap, and the word "名" appeared on his palm.

"Bang--"

The fist wind that Xiaoxiaozi slapped and Yang Jie's arms were buzzing each other. Yang Jie only felt his arms numb slightly, and his body slid backwards against the ground.
Chapter completed!