Beauty's personal migrant worker

In the afternoon, it is the scorching sun and the hottest time.

A luxurious car slowly drove into a magnificent manor, and finally stopped in front of a small building.

The small building is a typical European-style building, which looks like a small castle.

An attendant had already stepped forward and opened the rear door of the car. The solemn Mr. Xiao stepped out, then ignored the attendant's greeting, walked to the other side of the car, and opened the rear door with his own hands.

"Mr. Chen, this is my residence." Mr. Xiao looked respectful, but also a little excited.

For many years, I have been tortured by the injuries in my body every day. Even if I searched for famous doctors, no one can heal.Today, I finally invited this highly skilled Mr. Chen to my residence to treat my injuries.

Especially during the dinner, I heard Su Ba mention that the plague of these few days was quickly suppressed, and it turned out to be the credit of Chen Feng's prescription, which made old man Su's expectation of Chen Feng a little higher.

Chen Feng got out of the car, looked around the surroundings, and praised: "I never thought that there would be such a paradise in the metropolis of HZ. It seems that the status of Mr. Su's HZ is not low.

Mr. Su blushed because of Chen Feng's words: "Mr. Chen was joking, he just did a little business." After speaking, Mr. Su made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Chen, let's drink tea first."

Chen Feng nodded and walked first.

The waiting servant almost bit his tongue off when he saw this.This is unbelievable. He has worked in this manor for more than ten years, and it is the first time he has seen the aloof old man Su treat others so respectfully.

Walking into the house, there was no grandeur as imagined. The decoration of the whole house gave Chen Feng the feeling that it was extremely plain and unusual, simple but not simple.Chen Feng, who was in it, felt that with the unfolding of the furniture arrangement in this room, there was a shadow of formation, and a gust of wind rushed towards his face.

"Grandpa Xiao is so romantic." Chen Feng praised sincerely, the arrangement of the furniture alone is beyond ordinary people's ability to design.

A trace of pride flashed across Mr. Xiao's brows, and he said, "To be honest, this house was completely decorated according to my granddaughter's design."

Chen Feng's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "Oh? I didn't expect Mr. Xiao's granddaughter to have such a talent. We must communicate with each other when we have time."

Such an arrangement already implied the method of formation, and it would definitely not be designed by an ordinary person in the secular world.Chen Feng was full of curiosity about Mr. Xiao's granddaughter.

Chen Feng's words changed in Mr. Xiao's ears. Mr. Xiao looked at Chen Feng ambiguously, and said with a light smile, "That's fine, it's good for you young people to communicate more. Xiao Lin, he should At home, why don't I ask someone to ask her to come down, with Mr. Chen's character, I can rest assured."

"Uh, Mr. Xiao misunderstood." Chen Feng hastily explained: "I'm just a little curious about Miss Xiao's design level."

However, Mr. Xiao gave him a tacit smile: "I understand, haha, I understand."

Chen Feng had no choice but to change the subject in a hurry: "Mr. Xiao, I will diagnose you now. I don't know if there is a quiet place."

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Mr. Xiao's face was also full of solemnity. Whether his injuries for many years can be cured depends entirely on today.If he couldn't be cured, with his own skill, he might not be able to suppress the injury for a long time.

"Then please, Mr. Chen, follow me to the study." Mr. Xiao said, suppressing his messy mood.

"Alright." Chen Feng walked up the stairs following Mr. Xiao.

"Woo—" At this moment, there was a long sound of flute, which shocked people.

"Huh? This flute sound?" Chen Feng couldn't help being puzzled, and a strange feeling grew in his heart: "Why is this flute sound so familiar?"

As if feeling Chen Feng's doubts, Mr. Xiao explained with a smile: "I am laughing at you, this is my granddaughter playing the flute. My granddaughter got a pipe flute from nowhere when she was young, and she likes to play it all day long. .”

Chen Feng nodded: "So that's the case, but Miss Xiao's flute sound is of a special quality, and there is something indescribably beautiful about it."

While chatting and laughing, the two came to Mr. Xiao's study.Mr. Xiao usually works here, and generally speaking, no one will take the initiative to disturb him.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Mr. Xiao sat cross-legged on the carpet full of expectation.

Chen Feng nodded, grabbed old man Xiao's left hand, and his fingers were on his pulse in an instant.

A ray of true energy traveled along the beating pulse of Mr. Xiao to his body.

In an instant, a scene appeared in Chen Feng's mind.This is the scene inside Mr. Xiao's body.

This kind of situation is called internal vision, as long as a warrior who has condensed his true energy can do this step.However, it is not possible for ordinary people to observe the situation in other people's bodies. This requires a very strong support of true energy.

Looking at the situation in Mr. Xiao's body, Chen Feng frowned.I saw an incomparably vicious force occupying the heart of Mr. Xiao, constantly devouring Mr. Xiao's vitality.

"Sir, is there a way?" Seeing Chen Feng's expression, Mr. Xiao asked solemnly.

Without answering him directly, Chen Feng asked somewhat seriously: "Master Xiao, please answer me honestly, where did you get this injury?"

Seeing that Chen Feng was so serious, Mr. Xiao said in detail: "Five years ago, I went to the branch of the Sun Country to investigate, just in time for the branch to compete with a powerful local company. People are very shameless, they even sent some people to steal our company's information, just happened to be bumped into by me, and fought with them. Finally, a black-clothed patient suddenly appeared, and hit me on the chest. "

Mr. Xiao seemed to hate this memory very much, and he couldn't stop the anger in his words: "It's hateful, I think my strength of the sixth level of true energy is vulnerable to this black-clothed patient. However, they He didn't kill him, he just snatched the information quickly, and then disappeared."

"After I came back, I felt something strange in my body. The evil energy in my chest often flared up, which made my blood unable to flow. If I hadn't used the real air pressure these years, I'm afraid I would have died long ago." Mr. Xiao explained He was very careful, and when it was over, he asked again: "Sir, can my injury be cured?"

Chen Feng suddenly smiled: "What you have mastered is an evil kung fu that has been lost long ago, called Heart Biting Strength. It is hopeless for others, but for me, it is a matter of little effort."

This heart-biting force is an extremely vicious skill. A person who is caught by the heart-biting force is equivalent to planting a seed in his heart. This seed will gradually absorb the energy of the host until it is sucked dry by the host. until.The most vicious thing is that this seed will not dissipate after the death of the host, but will automatically return to the person who cast the spell, strengthening the cultivation of the caster.

Thousands of years ago, there was such a force in the comprehension world that did evil, and it was later wiped out by several sects in the comprehension world.Unexpectedly, there were still remnants who escaped and were still passed down in the Sun Country.

"Take off your shirt, remember, it will be very painful later, just get over it." Chen Feng's eyes flickered, and he drank decisively.A long needle completely condensed with true energy suddenly appeared in his hand.

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