Eight Desolate Sword God

"Morning Master, you are alright."

Because Ye Chenfeng is too weak, when Bai Xiya helped him, it was inevitable that he would have physical contact with him, which made them both slightly awkward.

But there is no resentment in Bai Xi's heart. I have seen Ye Chenfeng's godly medicine. The always proud Bai Xiya was completely conquered and sincerely admired and appreciated him.

"Nothing, I can go by myself."

Ye Chenfeng squeezed a smile and broke away from the help of Bai Xia. He came to the side room to rest and restore the soul of consumption.

At the same time, three highly respected physicians came to the Baixishan room to check his injuries.

When they examined Bai Xishan in detail, they were shocked to discover that Bai Xishan’s body was no longer a problem and he repaired himself at an alarming rate.

How about the three, how is my father's injury?

Looking at the three sluggish faces of the three people, Bai Jiangshui asked a little nervously.

"It’s true that there are people outside the sky. I am waiting for the doctors to compare with the morning masters. It’s really a different thing. It’s ridiculous that we also offended the master and sin at the beginning.” A white-haired girl with a long hair The physician's old man took a deep breath and said, stunned by the shock inside his heart.

"So my father is fine." Bai Jiangshui asked excitedly.

Baixi Mountain is the mainstay of Baijia, and it is the first master of Baidi City. If he has an accident, it will bring a painful blow to Baijia. It can be said that Ye Chenfeng’s treatment saved the white family.

"Well, the white old man is fine, it is estimated that he will wake up tomorrow morning." The doctor old man nodded and said.

"Great, great, Grandpa is finally fine."

Bai Xia was excited and tearful, and two lines of tears flowed down her eyes, staining her beautiful face.

"White City Lord, I don't know where the Master of the Morning is, can you help us all night, and say that the three of us want to meet him and apologize to him." The old doctors put their postures very low and pleaded.

"Well, I will bring the words." Bai Jiangshan nodded and said.

Twilight Sihe, the last touch of the sun is still in love with the horizon.

Because Ye Chenfeng’s soul power was severely consumed, he recovered some of the soul power consumed in the evening and woke up in the interest rate adjustment.

"It's time to get paid back and leave."

Because of the exposure of Tian Xuanzhen, Ye Chenfeng, who has limited strength, did not dare to stay in the city government to avoid accidents.

When he opened the closed door, Bai Xiya, who had been waiting outside, immediately stood up from the rattan chair and greeted him with a smile. "Dr. Master, you woke up." /

"I think you should be able to confirm that the white old man's injury is no longer a problem." Ye Chenfeng looked at the bright white people, Bai Xiya, asked softly.

"Well, Master Chen’s kindness to my white house, my white house is unforgettable.” Bai Xiya nodded and said gratefully.

"I am only paying for saving people. Now that people have been cured, can the reward be given to me."

"We are ready for the reward, please come with me."

Speaking, the tall white Shia, moving the slender legs, came to the white house with Ye Chenfeng.

"Morning Master, in order to thank you for your kindness to my white family, my white family decided to give you 100,000 silver tickets. This is a 200,000 silver ticket. You can order it." Bai Xi Ya will be thick. The silver ticket was handed to Ye Chenfeng’s hand.

"Thank you!"

Ye Chenfeng did not have a polite relationship with Bai Xiya, and received 200,000 silver tickets.

"Morning Master, you are tired today, you should be hungry, we have already prepared for the dinner, you can go and have something to eat with me." Bai Xiya warmly invited.

"No need." Ye Chenfeng shook his head and said, "Okay, I still have something to do, let's go first. We have a good time."

When finished, Ye Chenfeng quickly left the city's main house despite Bai Xiya's retention.

When Ye Chenfeng left the city's main house and was ready to find a safe place to recover his true body, his keen soul perception suddenly noticed someone tracking himself.

"High returns are accompanied by high risks." Ye Chenfeng’s eyes showed a stern color, muttering: "But sending a second-level beast to follow me, I am too sorry for me."

Although Ye Chenfeng’s own realm is not high, he cultivated the six-pulse gods and completed the first transformation of the flesh. The strength is even more than a thousand pounds. It can easily kill the second-level spirits. .

Feeling that the second-level beasts who are tracking themselves are getting closer and closer, Ye Chenfeng has slightly accelerated his footsteps, controlling the soul-sucking astringent breath and disappearing into a secluded alley.

"How about people, people suddenly disappeared."

Secondary spirits tracked Ye Chenfeng when he entered the alley, and suddenly found the atmosphere of Ye Chenfeng disappeared. He was shocked and quickly accelerated his footsteps and looked around in the alley.

When he searched the middle of the alley, Ye Chenfeng was like a quiet ghost, suddenly bursting out in the dark corner.

After his body skin trembled, the strength of the body contained in the body, such as the tide of the dyke, poured into his right fist, stirring the airflow, and nearly hitting the second level. Spiritual beast.

Suddenly sneak attack, the instinct of the second-class spirits instinctively, quickly blended with the power of the soul beast to defend.

But the strength of the hair in the fist of Ye Chenfeng is enough to hit the sixth-level spirit beast, let alone him.

Only listening to the "snap", the second-level beast of the sneak attack collapsed, and the whole person drawn a beautiful arc in the air, and fell heavily in the alley, a lot of blood in his mouth. Sprayed out, almost lost the fighting power.

"Tell me who ordered you to follow me."

Ye Chenfeng walked out of the darkness and looked at the bloody, dying second-level beast, and could not resist the question.

"There is a kind of killing me, I want to sell my master, it is impossible." The second-order spirit beast said hard.

"In fact, you don't say it, I guess who sent you to follow me." Ye Chenfeng said faintly: "You said that I killed you, the Lian Sanjun will be thundering."

There was a broken identity by Ye Chenfeng. The expression of the second-level spirit beast was slightly stiff. Although he recovered as usual, he was still caught by the sharp eyes of Ye Chenfeng.

"You are not surprised, why can I guess your master." Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly: "In fact, it is not difficult to guess, although the white family is also motivated, but the white old man is not awake before, the white house is absolutely I won't do it for me."

"In the daytime, I had a conflict with the Liansu Army. I used the hand of the White House to humiliate him. With the character he must report, he will definitely try to avenge me. You said that I guessed it right." Ye Chenfeng is slow. Analyze, a little bit of disintegration of the heart of the four spirits.

"If I tell you the truth, can you let me go?"

"Sorry, no."

Ye Chenfeng said without a trace of emotion, suddenly took out his palm and pressed it on his head.

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng's high-speed operation of the soul-eater, a powerful devouring force formed in the palm of his hand, poured into the minds of the second-class beast, and hardly swallowed his soul beast.

"Good pure soul."

The soul beast that swallowed the second-class spirit beast, Ye Chenfeng not only instantly added the soul power consumed, but also his own soul power.

"Lian Sanjun, I hope you don't provoke me any more, otherwise I will make you regret it." Ye Chenfeng twisted the neck of the second-class spirit beast, and his body flashed and disappeared into the night.