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Chapter 2252

"Chen Feng? Chen Feng?" Zhang Ping endured the pain in his body and helped Chen Feng find a place to stay.

Looking at Chen Feng's ragged body, Xiang Zhang Ping gritted his teeth and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and stuffed the elixir in the bottle into his mouth with a sarcastic look on his face.

As the pill was taken, Zhang Ping saw that Chen Feng's breathing was stable, so he sat cross-legged and recovered from his injuries.

Chen Feng only felt that his consciousness was floating and over, and he felt empty when floating in the air.

He just floated in the air and kept moving forward. After walking tirelessly for a long time, he felt a little dry.

I don’t know how long it took, just when he thought he was about to die of thirst, Chen Feng felt something cold fell on him.

As the cold thing was absorbed, Chen Feng felt comfortable and wanted to scream.

Chen Feng's consciousness became a little clearer and looked around: "Where am I?"

"Chen Feng, wake up, wake up."

Chen Feng felt someone calling him, and his consciousness suddenly fell down, and the strong sense of weightlessness made him open his eyes suddenly.

Looking at the person in front of him with a blurry face, the dark blue short spear attacked instantly and pierced the man's heart.

Just as he pierced, the man fell to the ground, and still shouted: "Chen Feng, Chen Feng, I am Zhang Ping, what are you doing?"

Hearing Zhang Ping's voice, Chen Feng took back the faint blue short gun in his hand.

Zhang Ping got up from the ground in a little embarrassed manner, looking lingering in fear: "You are so scared to death."

"How do you feel now? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Zhang Ping stared at Chen Feng with concern, and his eyes kept looking at him.

Chen Feng saw that his body had recovered from his original injuries and his spiritual energy flowed for a whole world without any complications.

"Zhang Ping, this pill is my thank you." Chen Feng took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and gave it to Zhang Ping everywhere.

Chen Feng knew the most about how serious his injuries were.

Now it has recovered as before, and it is definitely Zhang Ping who ate him something.

Although he is Duan Xinpo, it is undeniable that Zhang Ping saved him.

"I still have the remaining pills to use. When the matter is resolved this time, I will compensate you again."

Only he knows whether Chen Feng’s words are true or false.

"Chen Feng..."

Zhang Ping wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Chen Feng's hand: "This is what you deserve."

After saying that, Chen Feng closed his eyes and calmed down, used his spiritual energy to check his body, wanting to determine whether Zhang Ping had used anything bad to him while he was unconscious.

Looking at Chen Feng who was resting with his eyes closed, and then looking at the pills in his hand, Zhang Ping put them away.

He gave Chen Feng a pill and earned another one with higher grades, and he would not lose.

The sun sets in the west, and a full moon hangs in the air, emitting a soft light.

Chen Feng opened his eyes and showed a faint smile on his face.

He completely solved the injuries and secret diseases in his body with the help of the elixir given to him by Zhang Ping.

"I feel that the bottleneck has loosened a little again." Chen Feng shook his hand and said to himself: "Just pierce that film and I will be promoted immediately."

Today, Chen Feng was beaten up by the old man, but he was lucky in disguise.

Thinking of the old man, Chen Feng returned to his cold look, as if his smile just now was an illusion.

"The old man's condition is a little wrong. He is awake and confused again." Chen Feng recalled everything that happened before.

He remembered that when the old man attacked him and Gu Junlin, he was confused for a moment.

"I really can't underestimate the Gu family." Chen Feng clenched his fists and sighed.


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