Xiao Feng, who has used the fourth level power many times, has gradually become aware of the power of the fourth level power. No matter how strong the enemy he encounters, once the fourth level power is released, the opponent will have to finish playing.

Although the fourth level of strength has great limitations, it is Xiao Feng's biggest trump card when he alone. He feels that when he fully controls the fourth level of strength, he will be able to rampant the world.

But just now, Nangong Ji was so powerful that he forcibly crushed Xiao Feng's invincible dream. It turned out that the fourth level of power he relied on the most was not truly invincible.

Nangong Ji looked at Xiao Feng with a little depressed expression, patted his shoulder, and comforted him, "Afeng, there is no need to be depressed. Among the younger generation, you are already considered a master."

It can be considered that Nangong Ji was not comforting, but when he comforted him, Xiao Feng smiled even more bitterly. It seemed that he was really a toad squatting at the bottom of the well. He usually sat in the well and watched the sky, thinking that he was invincible, but jumped out of the well and found that the sky was vast outside.

Xiao Feng is so powerless, even more so, Zhang Yu and Butterfly. In their eyes, Xiao Feng seems to be so powerful, but now he is said to be "really considered" a master, how many real strong people are there?

"Afeng, you are the young man with the best talent I have ever seen. Otherwise, I would not have a desire to love talent and want to teach you the thirty-six golden needles."

Xiao Feng smiled bitterly: "The best talent."

"Well." Nangong Ji nodded: "However, Old Man Jing has always wanted you to develop in an all-round way, so he ignored some **, so that you are not standing at the top. He practices you with 'free stocking'. In terms of combat effectiveness, he is naturally not as strong as 'captive'. In their daily life, they have nothing else except practicing martial arts."

Seeing Xiao Feng looking at him, Mr. Jing curled his lips and said, "Boy, just rely on your temperament. If I had surrounded you and let you practice martial arts all day, what could you do?"

"I... seem to be unable." Xiao Feng scratched his head, a joke, life is short, it is interesting to practice martial arts all day long, and there are so many girls waiting for him to rescue him.

"That's all, it's because of my temperament. I don't want to interfere too much in your freedom. However, your development has exceeded my expectations, and I am very satisfied with you." Mr. Jing praised Xiao Feng with a rare word.

Xiao Feng looked at Mr. Jing, then Nangong Jishi, and asked a question: "Grandpa Nangong, who is stronger than the old guy?"

"Haha..." Nangong Ji stroked his beard and showed a strange smile: "When Mo Xian was the only one who could compete with his sword?"

Mo Xian had a sword, yes, Xiao Feng's eyes narrowed. It seemed that Xia Yu's words were indeed what his own old man was. According to what Nangong Ji meant, that was that the old guy was stronger than him.

"Old guy, you've kept your privacy, right? Why didn't you teach me Liulong Jin before? I said, how many awesome things do you have to teach me?" Xiao Feng stared at Old Jing and asked without hesitation.

"It's not that I hide my own personal information, but that I couldn't teach you before." Mr. Jing shook his head: "I was injured back then and lived in seclusion in Jiuquan. It's useless to explain some things to you."

"What,." Xiao Feng was shocked again. The old guy actually had an old injury. Why didn't he notice it since he was a child? "Old guy, what are you doing now? Are you okay? I'm looking for Grandpa Nangong if you have any injuries. Isn't he a miracle doctor?"

Mr. Jing looked at Xiao Feng's worried look and smiled: "Before going to the capital, my injury will be completely healed, otherwise I wouldn't have taught you Liulong Jin."

"Okay, that's good." Xiao Feng felt relieved and thought about it again. It seemed that this was true. Once he fought with Mr. Jing with all his might. He was not so strong at that time, and he suffered a little loss. It turned out that he had an old injury on his body.

"Afeng, now Old Man Jing has recovered. When he gets good at you, you will catch up with those people." Nangong Ji patted Xiao Feng's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Can you catch up." Xiao Feng's eyes lit up, and no one wants to become stronger.

Nangong Ji nodded: "Well, there is also this reason for Old Man Jing to let me come here."

"Okay, let's show this little girl's face first. She looks pretty. If she is really disfigured, then Zhang Yu should be sad." Old Jing said to Zhang Yu and Butterfly.

Nangong Ji nodded. Mr. Jing said this. There was nothing that they could not know about. He looked at the butterfly and smiled: "Little girl, open the gauze on her face, I'll take a look."

The little girl, butterfly, was called this by Mr. Jing and Nangong Ji for a while, and she felt a little weird. As the No. 8th, who would dare to call her a little girl? But in front of these two old men who are extremely powerful and age-old, she could only bear it.

Butterfly agreed, went into the bathroom, opened the gauze on her face in front of the mirror, and looked at the scar about five or six centimeters on her left face. It was almost a little bit, and it was only a little bit short, and it teared her eyes apart.

"Oh." Butterfly sighed. Although she didn't care on the surface, which girl didn't like beauty? She didn't have much hope for recovery. It was precisely because of this that she forced herself to accept it.

Turning around, the Butterfly looked at Zhang Yu first. She cared about Zhang Yu's gaze the most. What made her relieved was that Zhang Yu's eyes had not changed at all, and were still full of gentleness.

Nangong Ji stared at the knife wound on Butterfly's face and frowned slightly. The severity was a bit beyond his imagination.

"Doctor Nangong, how about it? Is there any way?" Zhang Yu's heart sank when he saw Nangong Ji's expression.

The butterfly held Zhang Yu's hand, and her palms were covered with sweat. Is there really no way to do it?

"Grandpa Nangong, there is nothing you can do about it." Xiao Feng also asked hurriedly.

"There is a way, but it's a bit long, and it will take at least three months." Nangong Ji said with a frown.

"..." Xiao Feng and the other two were excited when they heard this, and almost fainted. Even if the knife wound was completely healed, it would take two or three months.

"Grandpa Nangong, the three months you mentioned are recovering as before." Xiao Feng asked tentatively.

"Of course, you doubt my medical skills." Nangong Ji glanced at Xiao Feng.

"No, no, of course not." Xiao Feng shook his head quickly.

Zhang Yu and Butterfly were also overjoyed. In their opinion, three months were not considered a magical one.

"Three months is a bit too long. I'll think of another way to shorten the time by half." Nangong Ji muttered and began to think about it.

Xiao Feng and the other two were shut up, not daring to affect Nangong Ji's thinking, but looking at their expressions, they could not help laughing.

"Without, changing to the main medicine should accelerate muscle growth function, and the later recovery will be much faster." Suddenly, Nangong Ji smiled and said to Xiao Feng and the other two.

"That's great." The three of them dared to make a sound at this moment.

"Well, Afeng, you take this kid to buy herbs. I'll give the little girl a needle now." Nangong Ji opened the medicine box, took out the pen and paper, Long Feifengwu wrote a prescription and handed it to Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng was a little excited when he held the prescription. Damn it, this prescription is definitely a treasure. He has decided that after he got the medicine, he would not return the prescription to Nangong Ji. He just sold it to some pharmaceutical factories, and it would probably be sold for tens of millions or hundreds of millions.

Well, the fat water does not flow to outsiders' fields, so I will take care of my younger brother Liu Tiansheng. When I contact him another day, Xiao Feng carefully packed the prescription and pulled Zhang Yu away.

Nangong Ji took out the gold needle and said to the butterfly: "Look down on the sofa and close your eyes."

"Yeah." Butterfly nodded, lay on the sofa, and gently closed her eyes.

Nangong Ji first took out a little ointment from a medicine bottle and evenly applied it to the butterfly's face, which made her feel very comfortable.

"Relax, don't be nervous, it'll be fine soon." Nangong Ji shook his hand and stabbed a few golden needles on the butterfly's face, especially around the scar, which were filled with golden needles.

A slight and numb feeling made the butterfly hum. It was not uncomfortable, but it was absolutely uncomfortable.

"Okay, lie down for a while." Nangong Ji wiped his hands and sat aside.

As time went by, a trace of black blood appeared on the scar on the butterfly's face, and finally condensed into a blood scab, which looked a little scary.

Nangong Ji picked up a piece of medicinal cotton, and then dredged some unknown potion, and wiped off the blood scab. Gradually, bright red blood appeared on the scar.

Speaking of which, Xiao Feng and Zhang Yu drove away from the hotel and headed straight to the largest Chinese pharmacy in Yindu.

"Hey, take pictures of the following medicines on your cell phone." Xiao Feng took out the prescription and said to Zhang Yu.

"Well, what are you doing?" Zhang Yu was puzzled and took the prescription.

"Damn, the prescription cannot be leaked. It's all white money." Xiao Feng gave Zhang Yu a blank look. Why is his head so stupid?

"You mean..." Zhang Yu was speechless: "Is this OK?"

"Why not? Hurry up, take a photo and let's go in separately to buy it."

"Okay." Zhang Yu nodded and took half of the prescription.

When he arrived at the pharmacy, Xiao Feng first bought paper and pen next to him, copied the remaining half of the prescription, and then said to Zhang Yu: "You should go ahead first."

"Yes." Zhang Yu went in, took his cell phone and started to grab the medicine.

Although the prescription seems a bit weird on your phone, the pharmacies are too lazy to care about what you do now. Even if you want to buy arsenic, you will sell it to you if you have money.

When Zhang Yu was about to finish the medicine, Xiao Feng shook his shoulder and handed over the prescription he wrote: "Get the medicine."

"Okay, please wait."

Zhang Yu glanced at Xiao Feng, nodded slightly at him, and turned around and left the pharmacy.

A few minutes later, Xiao Feng came out with the medicine and returned to the car: "Oh, mix the two medicines together and it's OK."

"Um."

"Damn, I'm so smart. I'm using my brain and I've got a lot of money." Xiao Feng said proudly as he looked at the herbs mixed together.

"..." Zhang Yu rolled his eyes. This kid has been so nauseous since he was a child.

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Chapter completed!