Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 649 Return to Tianyang City

When Shangguan Xiaoyao woke up, what he saw was Feng Bamian's greasy face.

"Haha, boy, you're awake!" Feng Bamian leaned in front of Shangguan Xiaoyao's neck, snorting on Shangguan Xiaoyao's cheek. "If you don't wake up again, I will have to roast you for a whole imperial barbecue feast!"

"Before you roast me, please be sure to remove your fat face first. If you add another roast pig as a side dish, wouldn't it be a loss-making business?" Shangguan Xiaoyao felt tired and exhausted, but the sea of ​​meridians and knowledge was still intact , reached out to remove Feng Bamian's fat face from the field of vision. "Is this Tianyang City? Are we going to win or lose in Hanmenyuan?"

Shangguan lay down comfortably, and the beams and pillars he saw could tell at a glance that this was the style of Shanhaiju.

"Losing? You beat up half of the Nether Holy Land by yourself. When Liu Feihua, a holy man, fell from the sky, he frightened the Shang army and some disciples sent by the Nether Holy Land, and ran away on the spot. "Feng Bamian was squatting, holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand. He didn't know what he was fanning. The fragrance of purple smoke wafted out made Shangguan Xiaoyao feel refreshed, and then Feng Bamian raised his head and let out a mocking smile. "If this can be lost, then this Xia Han has lost his country many times."

"It's you, why did you fall from the Nine Heavens?" Feng Bamian stopped the cattail fan in his hand and stood still in front of Shangguan Xiaoyao. "And the meridians all over my body were broken in sevens and eighties. It's a miracle that I survived."

Shangguan Xiaoyao turned his head to look at Feng Bamian, with a flash of pride in his eyes: "When I was fighting with Shou Yuxuan, the elder of the Holy Lord's Shrine in the Nether Holy Land, I accidentally let Shou Yuxuan escape from my hand when he was dying."

"Then he should run away, and you won't be seriously injured." Feng Bamian frowned, and deduced by scratching his chin with his fingers. "Could it be that he activated some secret technique? According to legend, there are many secret techniques in the Nether Holy Land, and if you activate it with a half-baked holy land, it can indeed put you to death."

"That guy danced on the Hanmen Plain, I used the Xiaoyao sword to stab him to death, and almost lost the Xiaoyao sword." Shangguan Xiaoyao explained what happened at that time softly, his face no longer calm. "His body was pierced with the Xiaoyao sword, and he got hit by a freeing sword energy, and still danced a weird dance."

"Then the incarnation of the Nether Lord descended in a stream of light?"

"That's right, the incarnation of the Nether Lord seems to have obtained the memory of Shou Yuxuan before he died. He just showed up and wanted to fight me bloody in just a few words."

"I want to kill you on the spot."

Shangguan Xiaoyao twitched his lips, and replied disdainfully: "How is it possible, how far can the soul of that old man Shou Yuxuan make the incarnation of the blood sacrifice go? It is still impossible to kill me on the spot."

Feng Bamian raised his eyebrows lightly, and a bottle of tea flew to Shangguan Xiaoyao's face, and then said, "The incarnation of the Holy Lord is at the second or third level of the Holy Realm, even if you, the number one talent in the world, can't last a few days if you defend with all your strength." Breath is."

"He got soft later and wanted to take me as a slave, but I was dragged into the mist of Yunshan Mountain." Shangguan Xiaoyao lost his strength, the tea in the bottle turned into a thin stream and flew into his mouth, and he spoke again after moving his throat up and down Said. "But I still underestimated the ability of an incarnation of the peak of the holy realm. The cloud and mist phantom array in Hanmenyuan only lasted for less than half an hour."

"and after?"

"For the rest of the time, I carried it with all my strength. The pervert gradually knocked off my meridians. I was out of breath and took the risk of attacking the second level of the emperor. It is obvious that I, the number one in the world, succeeded in the end. gone."

Feng Bamian squatted down again, fanned the cattail fan in his hand again, and Shangguan Xiaoyao also smelled the wafting purple smoke again: "Then you fell down for nine days with your meridian broken, your muscles and bones displaced, and almost let the soldiers of the Xia-Han coalition army Their morale collapsed on the spot."

"The Holy One is the Holy One, so it doesn't matter if I'm talented, I'm willing to bow down." Shangguan Xiaoyao lay there silent for a moment before uttering such a sentence.

Feng Bamian looked up at Shangguan Xiaoyao, and then busily fanned his cattail fan again.

"Feng Bamian, why do I feel a burst of heat under this bed?" Shangguan Xiaoyao felt a slight discomfort in the mattress under his body, so he asked Feng Bamian. "Just now I saw purple smoke drifting under the bed, the fragrance is overwhelming, what are you doing!"

Shangguan Xiaoyao felt hotter and hotter under his body, and after eating the pain, he forced himself up and looked at Feng Bamian who was squatting on the ground shaking the cattail fan, and said in shock: "Why is there only this thin layer of mattress on top of my bed, and the mattress on the bottom?" What's the matter with incense wood and firewood!"

"I see that you haven't woken up for a few days, neither pulse nor breathing, so I thought it was cold, so I put your body here to be cremated." Feng Bamian raised his head and replied to Shangguan Xiaoyao with a smirk .

"Feng Bamian, I think I haven't settled any deep hatred with you. Why did you leave me where there is no bones left!" Shangguan Xiaoyao looked at the bottom of the bed along Feng Bamian's cattail fan, and found that a few flames had been ignited. It was from here that the purple smoke that made Shangguan Xiaoyao feel at ease floated out. "Feng Bamian, you are so vicious, how can you keep the thousands of inheritance of the Spring and Autumn Sect!"

"Quiet, quiet, I'm just joking with you. This is Feng Bamian's private product, the thousand-year-old phoenix wood. It was supposed to be given to Emperor Jiuyang for exercise in the Holy Land. Seeing that you have been awake for a long time, your muscles are slow I will use it to heal you if it doesn't heal." Feng Bamian saw Shangguan Xiaoyao sitting there twitching and grinning in pain, he quickly got up and helped him down, and explained with words. "You are the future successor of the Spring and Autumn Shenzong, how can I burn you?"

Shangguan Xiaoyao heard that this is a thousand-year-old phoenix wood that only the Holy Land would use. Only then did he realize that he had misunderstood Feng Bamian's kindness, so he had to lie on the mattress again with Feng Bamian's support.

Following Ziyan Mimiao and Feng Bamian's regular fanning, Shangguan Xiaoyao fell asleep again in a daze.

"Feng Bamian, this thousand-year-old phoenix roost is so precious, why do you want to use it for me?" After a while, Shangguan Xiaoyao woke up and found that his muscles and bones had recovered a lot, and his arms no longer twitched and hurt when he raised them.

"Shopkeeper Feng has gone out to pick up the guests, Mr. Xiaoyao." It was not Feng Bamian who answered Shangguan Xiaoyao, but Xiao Ba, who was supposed to be in the Spring and Autumn Pot.

"Why are you here? What's wrong with the Spring and Autumn Pot?" Shangguan Xiaoyao's body was unbearably hot from the continuous scorching, and when he realized that there was a bottle of herbal tea beside his pillow, he once again mobilized his strength to pour the tea into his mouth.

Xiao Ba fanned the cattail fan in front of Feng Qimu, but he didn't get smoky like Feng Ba Mian.

"No, the shopkeeper released me from the Spring and Autumn Pot. From now on, I can move around with Mr. Xiaoyao's permission. Mr. Xiaoyao should regard it as an extra handyman." Shangguan Xiaoyao said He found that Xiaoba's body was surrounded by pieces of jade leaves that appeared and disappeared from time to time, emitting a green light like fireflies. "Is this a thousand-year-old phoenix wood? I just took a big bundle from the woodshed."

When Shangguan Xiaoyao heard Xiaoba said that he had taken another large bundle from the firewood shed, he sat up from the bed again in shock: "A large bundle? How many more?"

"Half the firewood room is full of such things, but shopkeeper Feng will only use them when making tea for himself or receiving distinguished guests like Emperor Jiuyang." Xiaoba pointed to a three-story building outside the window, and Shangguan Xiaoyao vaguely looked at it. When the building was filled with all kinds of firewood, I was so surprised that I could stuff a goose egg in my mouth.

"Feng Bamian, Feng Bamian, I am so grateful to you!" Shangguan Xiaoyao saw the tip of the iceberg revealed by the Spring and Autumn Shenzong, and his gratitude to Feng Bamian disappeared instantly, looking forward to the future inheritance The huge resource of the Spring and Autumn Shenzong lay on the bed again with a silly smile on his lips.

"Xiao Ba, don't fan it too fast, it's too scorching." Shangguan Xiaoyao still felt unbearably hot on the bed, and signaled Xiao Ba to fan the cattail fan a little slower.

"Don't Master Xiaoyao have a bottle of tea beside his pillow?" Xiao Ba slowed down the fan in his hand after hearing the words, and reminded Shangguan Xiaoyao.

"I've already finished this tea...huh?" Shangguan Xiaoyao was about to say that he had finished the tea, but when he held the wooden bottle, he found that it was full again, and was almost spilled by the unprepared Shangguan Xiaoyao.

"Business Manager Feng asked me to tell you before leaving, try to drink as much tea as possible to relieve dryness and heat." Xiao Ba didn't raise his head, and continued to fan the cattail leaf fan in his hand slowly.

While talking, Shangguan Xiaoyao poured another bottle, and then raised the wooden bottle in his hand, and found that the whole wooden bottle was slowly filled with tea, he couldn't help secretly amazed.

"This tea has actually eliminated the fire and dryness in my body, and there is a feminine force swimming in my limbs, and my muscles and bones are healing at an accelerated rate!" Shangguan Xiaoyao simply sat cross-legged on the bed, every time When the tea bottle was half full, he drank it in one gulp.

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With the thousand-year-old phoenix wood and the miraculous tea, Shangguan Xiaoyao managed to restore his body to its peak state in just three or four days.

This morning, Shangguan Xiaoyao signaled Xiaoba to put out the fire, looked at the tea bottle in his hand, it was still full of a cup of tea, and finally decided not to take this small object.

The two of them opened the door and went down to the third-floor attic. It was the afternoon when there were no customers. Feng Bamian was sitting in front of the counter with an abacus in one hand and a book in the other.

"Okay?" Feng Bamian didn't look up, but raised his eyebrows and glanced.

"I would also like to thank shopkeeper Feng for the fairy wood and tea. My muscles, bones, flesh and meridians have all recovered, and now I'm going to do my important work." Shangguan Xiaoyao bowed to Feng Bamian and said with a slight bend at the waist.

"You don't need to thank me. It was Emperor Nine Suns who carried you back. Those were eighteen cloud-maned horses. Those who stepped on Mars all the way rushed to the palace. That is, I saw the movement. Otherwise, you are here now. It would have been a long time ago to have imperial physicians and maids waiting in the palace."

Shangguan Xiaoyao was taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't expect the Emperor Jiuyang to be so enthusiastic about him. When Xia Chonglou was injured, he just gave Xia Chonglou a Nine-turn Resurrection Grass. He has used all the riding, and so far he, Shangguan Xiaoyao, is probably the only one who has enjoyed the treatment of sitting and sitting with Emperor Jiuyang.

(End of this chapter)