City Peculiar Immortal Emperor

"The little brother did not offend us. This is really a misunderstanding." Weng Shanlin said: "My granddaughter has to accompany me to exercise here every morning and is responsible for taking care of me, and this Mengying is the person responsible for protecting me. Maybe Just now you deliberately approached me, that's why they moved their hands."

It turns out that this Wengshan Forest is followed by his granddaughter Weng Xiaoxi every morning exercise, and every time he goes out, Meng Ying will follow around to protect the safety of Wengshan Forest.

Just now, Meng Ying, who was standing in the distance, suddenly saw Jiang Feng approaching Wengshan Forest. He thought it was unruly, so he acted decisively.

Never caused such a misunderstanding.

When Weng Shanlin said so, Jiang Feng was relieved.

Jiang Feng did intend to approach him before he was attacked.

"That said, I was abrupt." Jiang Feng said.

"Don't dare, since the matter has been figured out, then let's take peace as the most important thing, don't fight anymore, you can put the stream down first." Weng Shanlin said.

Jiang Feng didn't need to breathe with him, so he put down Weng Xiaoxi, but Weng Xiaoxi was not convinced, and wanted to fight Jiang Feng again.

"Xiaoxi, don't be rude." Weng Shanlin hurriedly scolded.

"Grandpa, maybe this guy is a bad guy, don't be fooled by his appearance, otherwise you will have such a good skill." Weng Xiaoxi pouted.

"No, he is a martial artist." Meng Ying got up from the ground and said. He is now terrified of Jiang Feng. The hands of Jiang Feng have exceeded his knowledge, even his master. It's just that, even slightly inferior.

His master was in the army, and his strength and status were very transcendent, and he was definitely a heavyweight.

He has always admired his master most.

But today his concept has changed because of the emergence of Jiang Feng.

There was even a deep worship.

"Martial artist?" Weng Xiaoxi was startled, looked at Mengying, and said, "Are you sure?"

"Of course I am sure, I can still make a mistake." Meng Ying said with confidence.

Weng Shanlin and Weng Xiaoxi's grandfather and grandson both shook together, looking at Jiang Feng again, their eyes were full of surprise.

"This little brother, are you really a martial artist?" Weng Shanlin asked.

"Right." Jiang Feng said vaguely.

Be it!

What do you mean? Is it right?

But Weng Shanlin didn't ask any more, just said: "Little brother is a martial artist at such a young age, and his future is limitless."

"Haha, I'm overwhelmed." Jiang Feng said with a smile: "I was curious when I saw you seem to be cultivating a mental method. I planned to come over and have a look. Unexpectedly, it caused such a misunderstanding. There is something wrong with mine. Okay, now. I have already said it, then I will leave."

"Wait." Weng Shanlin shouted to Jiang Feng, surprised: "Can you see that I'm cultivating the mind?"

"Yes, you can see it." Jiang Feng nodded.

Weng Shanlin was taken aback, and then smiled slightly: "Yes, you are a martial artist, you can definitely see it, I made a fuss."

"By the way, I don't know the name and surname of the little brother? We can exchange one or two when we have the opportunity in the future." Weng Shanlin asked again.

"The river breeze, the river breeze draws the rain into the cool river breeze." Jiang Feng said.

"That's a lucky meeting." Weng Shanlin said.

"Fortunately meeting." Jiang Feng also said.

But at this moment, Weng Shanlin suddenly shook his body, his face suddenly became ugly, and then he vomited a mouthful of dirty blood without warning.

As soon as Weng Shanlin closed his eyes, he fell down.

Jiang Feng reacted very quickly, and immediately reached out his hand to support Weng Shanlin, and then lay flat on the ground.

"What's going on?" Jiang Feng was confused.

I was talking well just now, it won't work if I can't say it, it's too weird.

"It's broken, my grandpa's disease has committed again." Weng Xiaoxi was more panicked than anyone else, raised Weng Shanlin's head, held it in his arms, and shouted: "Mengying, go back and get the medicine."

"Okay." Meng Ying replied, and now he has to rush back.

"It's too late." Jiang Feng said, because after careful observation, he found that Weng Shanlin's symptom seemed to be lung cancer.

If you don't get medical treatment in time, you will die soon.

If Mengying had waited for Mengying to go back to get the medicine, Nawengshanlin would have been hopeless.

For today's plan, Jiang Feng can only figure it out.

"What do you know, if you don't get the medicine, my grandpa won't work." Weng Xiaoxi roared, obviously annoyed by Jiang Feng's words.

"If you go to get the medicine, it won't work." Jiang Feng said lightly: "If you can trust me, let me try, otherwise, your grandpa will be absolutely helpless today."

"How do you speak, do you want my grandpa to have an accident? How can this make me believe you?" Weng Xiaoxi said angrily.

"Forget it then." Jiang Feng said with a shrug.

It didn't matter to Jiang Feng anyway. Jiang Feng had just met them, and it didn't matter. If you asked to help in life or death, you could only help, and if you didn't let help, you could only watch.

Jiang Feng is like that, and he never forced others.

Weng Xiaoxi gave Jiang Feng a fierce look, then lowered his head and shouted: "Grandpa, grandpa, wake up, don't scare me."

"Miss, I think I’d better let Senior Jiang Feng give it a try. After all, Senior Jiang Feng is also a martial artist. There may be a way. Although it’s not too far away from home, it takes more than ten minutes at the earliest. I'm afraid by then..." Meng Ying said.

"Mengying, why are you also helping an outsider to speak." Weng Xiaoxi said very unhappy.

"Miss, I am also doing this for the good of the master, now that life is at stake, I can only gamble." Meng Ying said.

At this time, Weng Shanlin, who was in a coma, spilled a mouthful of blood from his mouth again.

Weng Xiaoxi was really anxious, her tears were about to fall, and she eagerly said, "Well, you can try it."

"Let me say yes first, I just try, and I am not 100% sure. If there are three long and two short, don't push the responsibility on me, I can't bear this responsibility." Jiang Feng declared.

Weng Xiaoxi hesitated and said, "Okay, hurry up, don't blame you."

At the critical moment, Weng Xiaoxi was still very courageous, distinguishing the priorities and priorities.

Jiang Feng nodded secretly, and this Weng Xiaoxi still has the courage, if he disagrees, then her grandfather has nothing but death.

Jiang Feng is a man with superb medical skills. Although he can't cure this disease immediately, he can still wake up or relieve the pain easily and casually.

With Weng Xiaoxi's words, Jiang Feng dared to treat Weng Shanlin with confidence.

It seems that Weng Shanlin's illness has been around for some years, and it is already very serious, and he may die at any time.

It stands to reason that Weng Shanlin could not be able to sustain such a serious illness for so long.

Jiang Feng put his palms on Wengshanlin for a moment, and finally understood why Wengshanlin could hold on for so long.

The reason is that by practicing the mental method all the year round, the development of the lesion was restrained, and only then did he save his life.

If you don’t practice your mind for a day, you may die right away.

Today was an accident. A few days ago, Weng Shanlin caught the wind and cold, and he never went to the hospital to see him, thinking that he would be able to overcome it. Unexpectedly, such a delay caused the recurrence of this old disease.

Otherwise, the condition is still under suppression.

"What happened to my grandfather?" Weng Xiaoxi said anxiously.

"Don't worry, I'll try it." Jiang Feng said.

Then Jiang Feng mobilized the true energy in his body, circulated it on the palm of his hand, and gently pressed the position of Weng Shanlin's chest and lungs.

Soon the zhenqi was introduced into Wengshanlin's body, and guided the weak zhenqi in Wengshanlin's body to gather in the lungs.

This point of zhenqi in Weng Shanlin's body was produced by practicing the mental method for a long time. It was very small, but it could play a role to some extent.

With the movement of Zhen Qi on the lung lobes, it began to try to repair some damage and clear some lesions.

But the effect of this method is not very obvious, but it alleviates the current critical situation.

This is also the only thing Jiangfeng can do.

Ensure that Weng Shanlin is not dead now.

If you want Wengshanlin's disease to be completely cleared and healed, it is necessary to treat it with herbal medicines before it can be cured.

However, where there are any herbs now, it is his great luck to save his life.

Today, he shouldn't have died, and met Jiang Feng.

Otherwise, there is no doubt that he will die today.

About five minutes later, Weng Shanlin woke up. First, he coughed violently, then vomited a mouthful of congestion, then opened his eyes and said in a daze, "Am I sick?"

He has experienced a lot of this kind of things, so he is used to it, and he is not panicked and afraid, but rather calm.

"Woo, grandpa, you scared me to death, I thought, thought..." Weng Xiaoxi couldn't cry.

"Okay, Xiaoxi, isn't it okay for grandpa? You're all a big girl, so don't cry." Weng Shanlin comforted.

"Well, don't cry." Weng Xiaoxi wiped away tears and nodded firmly.

Weng Shanlin looked at Jiang Feng and said, "Little brother, did you save me?"

"Right." Jiang Feng said.

"Thank you." Weng Shanlin thanked.

"It's just a matter of effort." Jiang Feng smiled.

He said it lightly, but everyone knows that not everyone has this ability, nor can anyone save a person casually.

"Little brother, do you know medicine?" Weng Shanlin asked again.

"Well, I know a little bit." Jiang Feng is just modest. If he knows a little bit, then others don't understand it at all.

"No wonder, otherwise my old life will be explained here." Weng Shanlin nodded.

"Oh, it seems that I won't be able to last long. What should come will come after all. After all, human life can't fight the destiny." Weng Shanlin sighed again: "I should have died early, because I have cultivated this magic. Only the mind can live to this day."

In fact, he didn't know what the name of this mental technique was. It was given to him by an expert, who was also Mengying's master.

If not, he would really have died early.

"Grandpa, what are you talking nonsense, I hope you will live a long life, oh, oh, oh, there will be nothing wrong." Weng Xiaoxi quickly tweeted, complaining slightly.

Weng Shanlin had to smile wryly and shook his head, and couldn't bear to let his granddaughter worry about it.

"Actually..." Jiang Feng hesitated, and said, "In fact, old gentleman, your disease can be cured."

The language is not amazing and endless!

Jiang Feng's words have such an effect.

Weng Shanlin was dumbfounded, his eyes widened and said: "Little brother, don't make a joke, or take this to comfort me. I know my fate soon, and know my current situation best.

"How can I make a joke about this kind of thing, I do have a way." Jiang Feng said.

"Really?" Weng Xiaoxi said excitedly: "If you can cure my grandpa's disease, I will promise you whatever you want."