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 The Jia family's mansion was very large. After walking with the old man for a long time and going around several times, the two of them stopped in a courtyard.

Afterwards, the two went directly to an antique hall.

"Master, I have brought you."

Jia Lao's voice came immediately.

However, no one responded to him.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit strange. At this time, Jia Wenzhe was sitting in the high hall, his eyes fixed on the young man standing in the center of the hall with a scar on the right corner of his eye, his expression full of doubts.

Jia Wenzhe has maintained this look and action for a while, and judging from his appearance, it seems that this state will continue for a long time.

On the side, the white-haired old man Jia Lao saw that Jia Wenzhe had not spoken for a long time, so he couldn't help but stepped forward and reminded: "Master Feng, please hurry up and let Master Feng diagnose and treat the young lady."

Hearing Mr. Jia's words, Jia Wenzhe reacted. He first said "Oh", then looked at the scarred young man standing under the stage, and asked in a majestic voice: "Are you really an alchemist?"

Feeling the huge pressure around him, Zhang Yifeng's eyes were calm and he replied calmly: "Exactly."

Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Jia Wenzhe's voice suddenly became colder: "Since you are here to complete the task, why do you have to disguise yourself?"

"What? Disguise?!"

On the side, Mr. Jia was stunned for a moment, and his gaze suddenly became serious when he looked at Zhang Yifeng. He also asked in a cold voice: "Have you really changed your appearance?"

In the center of the hall, Zhang Yifeng nodded calmly. He knew the disadvantages of the disguise pill better than anyone else. As long as his cultivation level exceeded the two realms of the disguiser, he could see through the disguise of the disguiser.

Zhang Yifeng's current cultivation level is at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul stage, but Jia Wenzhe saw through his disguise at a glance. Doesn't that mean that Jia Wenzhe's strength is at least the fifth level of the Kongming stage, or even higher.

Shaking his head and stopping his inner thoughts, Zhang Yifeng cupped his hands towards the two of them and said: "I have no ill intentions towards your house. The reason why I disguise myself is because I have offended my enemy. I have no choice but to do so."

With that said, Zhang Yifeng removed the disguise effect and returned to his original appearance.

When Mr. Jia saw this, his face was still a little solemn. He was about to speak, but was stopped by Jia Wenzhe.

"Jia doesn't care about your affairs. On the contrary, as long as you can complete today's task, not only will Tianzi's first-class practice room be available for you to use for free, but you will also be under the protection of my Jia family, even those top sects

As long as you are not in the Nirvana stage or above, our Jia family can protect you." Jia Wenzhe said to Zhang Yifeng in a deep voice.

The Jia family is indeed a family with a long history. His words are full of confidence, making people unconsciously impressed by his momentum and not doubting his words.

However, Zhang Yifeng was not affected by this. Although the Jia family was strong, it was definitely no match for the top sects.

On the surface, the known elders of the top sects are only in the Kong Ming period, but in fact, the top sects are unfathomable. Otherwise, why are they called the top sects?

In addition, Zhang Yifeng also believes that the Jia family has some background. The Jia family can firmly hold the practice room in their hands and is not afraid of being taken away by others. How can they be the same people?

"Come with me. I'll take you to a place."

Jia Wenzhe's voice continued to come.

Later, Jia Wenzhe and Mr. Jia took Zhang Yifeng to the outside of an antique house. At this time, a nun just opened the door and walked out.

When she saw Jia Wenzhe, she immediately came up to him, gave Jia Wenzhe a salute, and said softly: "Master, the young lady just woke up, and I fed her some porridge. She is lying down to rest at the moment, but..."

Having said this, Grandma stopped and glanced at Jia Wenzhe, her eyes wanting to speak but stopping.

Seeing his grandma's expression, Jia Wenzhe's heart sank instantly. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Tell the truth, I can bear it, it's just nothing."

A look of sadness suddenly appeared in Mammy's eyes, and she said in a choked voice: "The young lady just vomited blood again, and she was even worse than before. She even vomited out all the porridge she just drank. Her condition is very bad.

I'm worried about Miss...hey."

When Jia Wenzhe heard this, there was a trace of sadness deep in his eyes.

After a while, he recovered.

He looked at Zhang Yifeng, with a look of expectation in his eyes.

Perhaps, this young alchemist is his last hope.

Although all hope has been disappointed in the past few years, it is better to have hope than despair.

"Come in with me."

Jia Wenzhe spoke to Zhang Yifeng.

"good."

Zhang Yifeng followed Jia Wenzhe into the house.

This is a women's boudoir. The furnishings in the boudoir are simple but not simple.

Deep in the boudoir, there is a phoenix bed. On the phoenix bed, there is a woman lying.

The woman had a beautiful appearance, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her face looked sickly pale. From the conversation between the nanny and Jia Wenzhe just now, Zhang Yifeng knew that the woman lying on the bed should be Jia Wenzhe's daughter.

And that non-level mission seems to be related to the woman in front of him.

At this time, the woman was not asleep. When Jia Wenzhe and others pushed the door open, she discovered it.

The woman wanted to struggle to stand up, but her body was too weak. She struggled several times without success.

Seeing this, Jia Wenzhe quickly walked to the bedside, took the woman into his arms, and said with a look of pity: "Yu'er, just lie down like this and don't move."

The woman glanced at Jia Wenzhe with nostalgia and said in a weak voice: "Father, you don't have to hide it from me. Am I going to die?"

Hearing the woman's words, Jia Wenzhe's eyes flashed with sadness. He took a deep breath, forced a smile on his face, shook his head and said: "No, Yu'er, you just had a baby."

It's a minor illness. My father has found a powerful alchemist and asked him to help you. You will definitely get better."

After Jia Wenzhe finished speaking, before the woman could speak, he looked at Zhang Yifeng.

"Alchemist Feng Yi, please."

Feng Yi is Zhang Yifeng’s current pseudonym.

Zhang Yifeng nodded, walked to the bed, and looked at the woman.

The woman's face looked extremely pale. As soon as Zhang Yifeng came closer, he felt an extremely cold breath coming from the woman's body, as if the woman was lying there, as if she were a piece of thousand-year-old ice.

Zhang Yifeng frowned. Although he was an alchemist, he still couldn't determine what was wrong with the woman's body.

"Miss Jia, I'm offended."

Zhang Yifeng cupped his hands towards the woman, and then put his right hand on the woman's wrist. His spiritual power was like a thread. His consciousness controlled the spiritual power and penetrated into the woman's body to check the condition of her body.

Under the exploration of his majestic consciousness, the situation inside the woman's body was clearly presented in his mind.

Gradually, he frowned tightly.

Because he found that there was nothing wrong with the woman's body and she even looked healthier than the average person.


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