Urban Perspective Little Doctor

As the car was driving at high speed, Pang Feng frowned slightly: "It's interesting. It turns out that you have a relationship with Qinghong. No wonder you are so careful."

"Well, don't be so stupid, you can move!"

"Huh?" Amyia moved her hand quickly and found that she was able to move freely.

She looked at Pang Feng again, her hairs exploded, and she felt that she had nowhere to hide in front of Pang Feng, and she had no secrets at all. Pang Feng knew everything she was thinking about!

"Who is he? What status?"

Aimea took a deep breath and said in fluent Chinese: "Hello, how do you call your husband? You... are you a strong master?"

Among the cultivators, the profound master is equivalent to the advanced awakened among the awakened ones, and Amy is only the primary awakened, and can barely deal with the masters below the master.

With her strength, it was simply vulnerable in front of Qinghong.

"You better stop talking, your body is not suitable for talking!"

"You just tried forcibly, and your scent of the goddess can't be suppressed again! You did this to make a joke of your own life. You see if I don't have a wallet, there is a small jade card in the second layer, you can take it Use it temporarily!" Pang Feng said quietly.

Aimea knows her situation too well, and she hurts her soul because of her pursuit of courage and diligence too much. She herself used Huaxia’s Zhen Shenxiang to forcibly stabilize her spirit, and she continued to practice madly every day. This is a fatal practice method, but Amy has no longer cared about it. She has to let her go. Row.

It is certainly impolite to open other people's wallets casually, and Pang Feng is so mysterious, just in case...

Without hesitation, Amy finally opened Pang Feng's wallet, and she found a small jade card.

Seeing this jade card, a very small thing, inconspicuous, Amy held it in her hand, and in doubt, the jade card in her hand suddenly gave out a very cool aura.

This breath flows from her hand into the meridians, and then quickly guides her body. She feels that her soul has a refreshing feeling that she has never had before. It feels like a squeezed sponge suddenly covered with water. , The shrinking soul suddenly grew stronger.

She felt that her spirit was completely restored, and the strength of her body was at least several times increased. That powerful feeling took over the body, it was incredible.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at the jade medal in her hand, then looked at Pang Feng, her lips lifted, and said, "You...what are you? Is it a legendary spirit treasure?"

Halfway to what she said, Pang Feng stepped on the brakes and slammed her head forward, and then the car stopped firmly in the parking space.

Pang Feng smiled lightly and said, "Since you know that there is something like Lingbao in this world, it means that you have worked hard to understand Chinese culture. You can take this thing! This is a chance!"

Amyia was so excited that she almost fainted. She stared at the jade card and said incoherently: "You...you gave it to me? I...I..."

Pang Feng had gotten out of the car and closed the door with a bang. Amy got out of the car in a hurry, catching up with Pang Feng, and said:

"Pang...Student Pang, what's your status? Are you a master of profound knowledge among Chinese cultivators?"

Pang Feng shook his head lightly and said: "Amy, you and I just meet together today. I have the idea of ​​saving a life and building a seventh-level buddha. If you give you a small opportunity, you should be satisfied! As for other things , You don’t need to care too much."

"Well, their car is coming soon, I don't want them to know these things, let's go in first!"

When Mao Bo and the other three men and women arrived at the nightclub, they had no idea that Pang Feng had arrived.

The three of them had just gotten into the car and were still in a state of excitement. After entering the private room, everyone was chatting.

"When will the boss arrive?" Sun Chuanzhong said.

Qi Liang laughed and said: "With his driving skills, he has to be slow for at least half an hour. Tsk tsk, it's Mao Bo's ox fork, obviously running away behind him, otherwise he would have a cup of coffee here alone. Yeah!"

Mao Bo smiled reservedly, and said: "Driving is the same as playing with guns. It takes time to fight. My car is not good. It hasn't been adjusted well. In China, my car is modified. It can be used in the fourth ring road. Three hundred to go!"

Mao Bo was bragging, Linda on the side looked at him with admiration.

Suddenly, I heard someone exclaiming, it was Josie: "Wow, look over there, who are the two people over there? No..."

In the nightclub’s private room, you can open the curtains and you can see the performance in the hall outside. Now you can see the performance in the hall outside through the window. There is a pair of men and women standing on the side of the guardrail. Who is not Pang Feng and Emiya? ?

"Are they here? I don't know..." Mao Bo said, the rest of the words stuck in his throat.

Because he saw something wrong with this picture.

Pang Feng leaned on the railing, watching with interest the clown performing on the stage, Amy Xiaoniao held one of his arms like a human, and put his head on his shoulder.

Even more frightening was that Pang Feng still had a frown, as if he was very reluctant.

"Damn! No way!" Mao Bo was messed up.

Then Sun Chuanzhong and Qi Liang went crazy. They looked at each other and Qi Liang spread his hands and said, "I suspect that we have admitted the wrong person. Isn't this too fantasy? What's the situation?"

Memmie, Josie and Linda are also stupid.

"My God! What's going on?" Linda stared at Mao Bo and said, "Tell me, what is the origin of your boss? My goodness, this is the first time I have seen Amy in such a posture. how is this possible?"

The whole room was dumbfounded, and at this time, Pang Feng and Amyia had finished watching a performance and walked over to the private room together. As they got closer and closer, everyone saw that Pang Feng suddenly broke away from Amyia's hand and spread his hands at Amyya. They couldn't hear what he said, but they were obviously protesting against Amya.

Amy's face turned red, very embarrassed.

Then, the two disappeared from everyone's sight, and then there was a knock on the door. Linda rushed to the door and opened it like a gust of wind.

At the door, Pang Feng and Aimea still had those cold faces, Pang Feng walked in, and Aimea walked in, as if everything had never happened before.

The audience was quiet, there was no sound in the room, Maobo's apple squirmed a few times, and there was no sound.

"What's the matter? Don't talk, you guys?" Amyia looked at Linda and said:

"What's wrong? Did something happen to you on the road?"

Linda spread her hands and smiled bitterly: "Should I ask you this question? Oh my god..."