Half an hour later.

Xiao Cheng, who had untied the bandage and miraculously healed his skin, hugged awkwardly at the foot of the bed, looked at the doctor staring at his "clear and jade" in a daze with his scrutiny eyes, and then looked at the boys and girls following them. He wanted to cry without tears, and wrapped the quilt on his naked body with thunder in his head, and was frightened.

"What's the situation with your sister? She's stripped naked and hung it here?" As soon as she woke up, she was still a little confused about the situation. When she opened her eyes, she met several pairs of eyes that looked surprised. She couldn't adapt for a while, and instinctively felt that she was taking advantage.

"Why are the little girl with a pigtail looking at people with her big eyes open, why aren't she shy at all? Also, these dead old men looked at my body with hair?" Xiao Cheng wanted to punch him. This was the instinctive reaction that came immediately after he wrapped the quilt.

"It's okay if you are being looked down upon by a ten-year-old girl. These old men and boys are staring at my uncle's body in a daze. Are you looking for death?" Xiao Cheng wanted to take action.

At this moment, a large image was released from the Yin-Yang Realm Plate, and Xiao Cheng opened his eyes in an instant.

I felt incredible when I saw myself transforming into Lei Fei and splitting the young master into black charcoal. I could kill someone even if I fainted. This was not my intention. I couldn’t make up the calculations on my head, right?

Xiao Cheng felt very wronged. "I am the unlucky guy who was chased. Why is this playboy who was raped by a fierce woman even more miserable... Hey, I feel much better...? Ahha, if there is a more miserable existence than myself, my mood will turn into a bright sunshine... Wait, why is this beautiful girl carrying a horse whip so familiar?

I'll go, no, isn't this going to smash my city lord's daughter with a hydrangea? Uncle, didn't you owe my little mother a favor? I can save myself if I don't need you to save me. What's the point of you? If I ask me to promise myself...? No, I will definitely not. I still have Yanran, Tian Miao and Liuli, and I must guard the three of them as jade.

...Oh, I'm thinking too much. I'm not Tang Monk's face at this time. This little girl likes Tang Monk, not me. I'm scared to death. It's okay, it's okay... It's a pity... I looked carefully and found that although this girl was violent, she looked not inferior to Tian Miao. She was quite beautiful... I don't think about it anymore, don't think about it anymore, leave here first, the place of right and wrong. This little girl looks like a trouble. Like Nangong Tang, it will make people trouble. It's best to slip away quickly."

Xiao Cheng understood many things in a blink of an eye, and naturally understood that the old man and boys and girls around him were both doctors. They were surprised by his recovery speed, not interested in his body. Doctors saved people, but they still care whether you were wearing clothes? It is understandable that Xiao Cheng felt relieved.

The guys surrounding Xiao Cheng and looking at the wounds on his body were so lucky. I didn't know that if the Yin-Yang Realm Plate had not released the image, Xiao Cheng would have burst out and smashed their heads. He was so lucky, he was extremely lucky.

"This, uh... uncle?"

Xiao Cheng looked at the dead old man who was closest to him and said this. There was no way, he wanted to call the elder brother, but the old man's face was full of wrinkles. Wouldn't he call him old? He could only call the elder brother.

The wrinkled old man put away the shocked look of seeing the patient's wound recover as before. Looking at the face of Aokiji, he suddenly said with a serious face: "Master Xiao, I am Fu Baiwan, I am only 108 years old this year. I am just a young man among the monks. I can't afford to say "Master Xiao" to "Master Xiao"."

Peng!

Xiao Cheng hit the headboard. There is no need to be surprised to reveal his identity. After the Ten Clans' grand event, this face was known to everyone in the practice world of the Nanyan Empire? After all, he was the owner of the Longxiang West Factory. What surprised him was that this old guy named Fu Bowan was even more narcissistic than him.

"What do you mean by being a monk at the age of 1808 or a young man? Your uncle, then isn't my age fifteen or sixteen equal to a baby among monks?" He felt like vomiting.

"Ahem, that's it, Fu... Brother, Xiao just spoke quickly, he made a mistake, I'm sorry, but Brother Fu saved Xiao Cheng? I'm so kind to help, I..."

"Boss Xiao is polite... This is a suitable name for brother." Fu Bowan stroked his goatee, shook his head and said.

Xiao Cheng looked at the little girl who was pursing her lips and laughing, and the corners of her mouth were pounding twice. The old guy was addicted to pretending to be young, and it seemed that everyone around him was used to it.

Fu Bowan didn't realize it was abnormal and then said, "It's not a question of helping. Although Factory Master Xiao was seriously injured, his physique was different from ordinary people. He was talented. In addition, he swallowed many magic pills, what is even more valuable is that the fierce power of the elixir was emitted for some reason. In this way, it was just a balance. To be honest, without us taking action, Factory Master Xiao could recover as before after half an hour on the street. Magical, magical...

By the way, Master Xiao, I have been obsessed with studying the physical constitution of a monk all my life. I wonder if I can take a small cup of blood from you and study it? Master Xiao’s physical constitution is really eye-opening, I don’t know about this…?”

Xiao Cheng was creepy and subconsciously wrapped his body tighter with a quilt. He felt that he saw the old madman with hair all over the medical laboratory on earth, and he was the guinea pig for experiments. There was no way to do this!

I really can't agree. It's not that Xiao Cheng is reluctant to give. In fact, the difference between the blood of the infinite war body and other monks is that only ghosts know. If the old man studies it, wouldn't the qualifications of the war body be known to everyone?... Oh, I remembered that the escaped blood-slaughter Shura knew almost everything. He must have reported it to the upper hand, right? The Great Sword God in the Demon Altar, plus the qualifications of the infinite war body... I guess a force has already understood its own details.

"Damn it, this fish that missed the net has ruined a big deal. There is nothing we can do. We can't hide it all our lives, right? It will be exposed sooner or later. However, I am not dead tonight, and I will not give you a chance to assassinate in the future."

Xiao Cheng's eyes rolled, gathered his mental power to sense it. The small light spots sent back from the sea of ​​consciousness due to the scales of the Dragon Lord were very clear. The Blood Slaughter Shura was 36,000 miles away from here at this time. "Damn it, wait, I will capture you alive." Xiao Cheng was nervous in secret.

The guy thought about it and forgot the murderous aura that the doctor was talking to him. The murderous aura that was released was suppressing the air here. Fu Bowan, who was looking shivering with his face, was waiting to bleed to Xiao Cheng. He was so scared that he was shocked. He was a monk of the Eight Heaven Sect, but his hair was standing upside down by the murderous aura that Xiao Cheng accidentally released. He said hurriedly: "That..., Master Xiao, if it is inconvenient, let's forget about this matter, forget about it... Haha..." He smiled awkwardly, and his heart was shocked.

Such a young man had such a mighty evil? I think of the lightning emitted by this person when he descended from the sky. It was an attack power that was only perfect for the Holy Realm. I had an inference in my heart. Although this son is not old at a young age, he may have a way to release the Holy Realm attack and cannot offend him. He should think twice before he talks to him. Unfortunately, he didn't take advantage of his coma to bleed. It is said that talented monks will attack people independently in a coma. If they act inappropriately at the beginning, will they be killed at this time? He was beaten and killed in his sleep by the owner of the Longxiang West Factory. Who can I find a reason for this? As soon as he thought about this, Fu Baiwan felt chill all over.

Uh...? Xiao Cheng was stunned and understood in a blink of an eye. He couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. It's okay if he was wrong. He gave up the doctor's idea of ​​doing an experiment, which was a mistake.

He nodded without comment, as he was a solid attitude. He reached out to touch the top of his head. The reduced version of Long Zun and Xiao Meng in his hair were safe and sound. Xiao Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and saw the brand new clothes placed on the table. There was his own storage bag on the most conspicuous place. He couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.

"Brother Fu, I'm fine. Please ask me to lead everyone out. I want to put on my clothes. By the way, I want to ask, who cleans my blood?" Xiao Cheng looked at Fu Bowan's old face like an orange peel and prayed silently. "God bless you, this old guy must not help me clean my body, otherwise I have to take a shower a hundred times, a hundred times."

Fu Bowan was stunned, then realized it, and smiled disdainfully in his heart: You are not a big girl in yellow, and you still care about such things. Sure enough, even the owner of the West Factory who did big things was still a boy who had not grown a penny.

He coughed lightly and said slowly: "These things are all done by my beloved disciple, Helian Zhengzheng. She studied medicine with me at the age of five and did everything. The doctor is the parents' heart. Don't be embarrassed."

Fu Bowan pointed at the little girl with a pigtail and said this.

Xiao Cheng turned around and looked at the smiling little girl and sincerely thanked her: "Thank you, Sister Zhengzheng."

"You're welcome, doctors should do this." Zhengzheng waved her hand without hesitation, and she wiped Xiao Cheng's body with her own hands. This is nothing to those who study medicine. Dead people often touch them, and it's no big deal. The little girl is young, but she has the aura of a generation of doctors. It can be seen that Fu Bowan accepted her as her disciple for a reason, and this thing also requires talent.

Xiao Cheng felt much more comfortable. He was served by the little girl and felt a little uncomfortable, but it was much better than being met by a large number of old men. With one move, he flew over the storage bag and made dozens of spiritual pills for Zhengzheng. Zhengzheng accepted it without hesitation. Xiao Cheng took everything for him, and he didn't want it for nothing.

Xiao Cheng laughed loudly and felt that the little girl was interesting.

Fu Bowan kept curling his lips. "It seems that he was trying hard to deal with the wound and got him back. Why did he only give the little girl a reward? The few little boys staring at him, can't you see Xiaocheng?"

Of course, Xiao Cheng is not such a person. When he is happy, he will give him any reward. Very good. He gave away most of the remaining things. There is no way. Those little guys looked at him. Why are Xiao Cheng so embarrassed? He can only pretend to be big, and he will give him a few thanks. He is so beautiful that he doesn't know what to do.

Xiao Cheng drove Fu Baiwan and others out and changed his clothes. He was stunned. He remembered an important thing and searched left and right, then searched in the storage bag, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Damn it,... Fu Bowan, come in, where is my phantom mask?" Xiao Cheng shouted.
Chapter completed!