Xiao Feng was unaware of the changes in the outside world, but Mr. Jing knew it very well. He knew that Xiao Feng would not simply let the Xie family and Hao family go, so he did not plan to force Xiao Feng to stay here.

This time, Xiao Feng was asked to retreat, mainly to take advantage of Nangong Ji's opportunity to remove the stubborn diseases and poison in his body. Now, except for suppressing the toxins of strength and agility, his body has no problem, and it doesn't make any sense to stay.

The eighteen-style heavy hand and the six dragon power have been taught. As for how much Xiao Feng can learn, it depends on his own talent and fortune. Mr. Jing will not force it, but if Xiao Feng desires to become stronger and keeps getting stronger, he will spare no effort to help him.

Xiao Feng came out of the wooden barrel, washed away the drug residue on his body, put on his clothes and came to the yard: "Old guy, what's going on outside?"

"Haha, there's nothing big, it's just a small fight." Old Jing smiled calmly.

Xiao Feng felt that Mr. Jing's words were not trustworthy at all. In the eyes of this old man, most of the things were small-scale. I guess if the Hao family and Xie family were destroyed, Mr. Jing would also think that it was just a playhouse, which was too slight.

Mr. Jing did think so. He felt that Xiao Feng was just accompanying the forces in the ten directions to nonsense. Among the forces in the ten directions, except for some forces in the Xia family and the Wen family, the other forces in his eyes were just as if they were ashamed.

"Then when will I leave?" Xiao Feng took out the cigarette, lit the fire, and took a deep breath.

"When you can practice the tenth stance, you can leave. However, if you don't want to die too quickly, it's best not to slack off. Take the time to practice the eighteenth stance heavy hands, and then systematically practice the Six Dragon Power." Mr. Jing said at the end, and his tone was serious.

Xiao Feng nodded: "Well, I will seize the time."

"Now learn the tenth style and then you can get out." After Mr. Jing said that, he turned to look at Master Huiyue: "Old monk, come and fight for the chess again."

"No, I'll say a few words to Xiaoyou Xiao later." Master Huiyue clasped his hands together, and his name to Xiaofeng was changed from the previous donor Xiaoyou Xiao.

Mr. Jing was a little bored, and then turned his attention to Nangong Ji: "Old man Nangong, let's have fun."

"Okay." Nangong Ji was idle and happy to face the challenge.

Under the old locust tree in the yard, two old men were playing chess slowly, while the old monk was holding Buddhist beads, muttering something in his mouth, looking at Xiao Feng who was practicing the tenth stance without blinking.

The whole scene was strange no matter how you looked at it, but it revealed a hint of peace... Two hours later, Xiao Feng jumped up, shook his legs hard, and thrust his iron man pile that had been beaten out of shape by him. In an instant, the iron man pile made a clicking sound, and could no longer support it. It broke from the interface and fell to the ground.

"Cracking the mountain legs, the force can crack the mountain and shattered stones..." Xiao Feng looked at the broken iron man stake, with a calm look on his face, and finally squatted down slowly, rubbed his right leg with both hands, and cursed: "Male Gobi, it's completely a damaging move that hurts others and yourself. Rub, it hurts me so much."

"Boy, the effect of force is mutual, don't you know?" Old Jing's voice came slowly.

Xiao Feng rolled his eyes: "Old guy, do you have any external skills such as a golden bell covering an iron cloth shirt?"

"Yes, I have."

"It's true, come and pass it to me, grandma, then I don't have to worry about the pain." Xiao Feng grinned and said, "It's better that there are those who can't even penetrate bullets."

"You really have to learn."

“Required.”

"You use a stick to draw yourself ten thousand times every day, and you have to draw every part. If you persist for ten or twenty years, you can become a golden bell cover. As for whether you can block the bullets, I don't know, but I guess it's OK to block the kitchen knife." Old Jing said with a smile.

Xiao Feng rolled his eyes: "Damn, I knew you were fooling me." After that, he walked to Mr. Jing: "I'm going to ask a question."

"Yeah, ask."

"Old guy, what is Grandpa Nangong's identity?" Xiao Feng looked at Nangong Jishi and asked with a smile.

Nangong Ji was stunned: "Why are you asking this?"

"Pure curiosity."

"Old man Nangong, I promised Xiao Feng. As long as I know, I have to answer him." Old Jing put down the chess piece and said with a smile.

Nangong Ji hesitated: "Forget it, tell him that if one day he really reaches a certain level and can get in touch with these, it may be beneficial. If he can't get in touch, then just take it as a joke."

"Yes." Old Jing nodded: "Your Grandpa Nangong is the deputy patriarch of the Nangong family."

Xiao Feng did not ask the Nangong Family again because that was the next question. When asked at this time, Mr. Jing would not tell him. However, although Mr. Jing's answer was simple, he still got what he needed, that is, Nangong Ji was a top-notch existence even in the Nangong Family.

"Grandpa Nangong, can I ask you something?" Xiao Feng had wanted to speak for a long time, but he had been suffering from no chance.

Nangong Ji looked at Xiao Feng: "What benefits do you want."

"No benefit, I hope Grandpa Nangong can take action and help me treat someone."

"who."

"You mean Huotian, he hurt his nerves, I'm afraid Old Man Nangong can do nothing," Old Master Jing said slowly.

Xiao Feng nodded: "Yes, I want Grandpa Nangong to see A Tian. If he can be cured, that's the best. If the treatment is not good, I can only wait for Chen Bin to come back."

Nangong Ji touched his white beard: "I want to ask me for treatment, that's very expensive."

"No matter what the price is, as long as I can cure Huotian, I, Xiao Feng, are willing to do anything." Xiao Feng said seriously in a tone.

"Okay." Nangong Ji nodded again and nodded: "I'll go and see. If I can't help, don't be disappointed. Regarding some areas, Western medicine is indeed much better than traditional Chinese medicine."

"Thank you, Grandpa Nangong." Xiao Feng nodded gratefully.

"My friend Xiao, I want to say a few words to you." Suddenly, Master Huiyue walked forward and folded his hands together.

"Master, please tell me." Xiao Feng hurriedly answered respectfully, and for nothing else, he sang a lullaby for Master Huiyue for three days, which is worthy of his respect.

Master Huiyue looked at Mr. Jing and turned around and walked to the other side: "Come here."

"This old monk, I have to hide anything from me." Old Jing muttered and picked up a chess piece: "Come on, let's continue playing chess."

Xiao Feng came to Master Huiyue: "Master, what are you going to say to me."

"After going back, remember to wear Buddhist beads on your body, as they can drive away evil spirits and reduce murder."

"Well, I understand." Xiao Feng nodded.

Master Huiyue stretched out his hand and touched Xiao Feng's head: "I hope the Buddha can resolve your killing heart, and one day, you can put down your butcher knife."

"No one is born to like killing. When I fulfill my dreams and goals, I will put down my butcher knife." For some reason, Xiao Feng suddenly said this.

"Okay, okay, okay." Master Huiyue said three words of "good" in a row, and turned around and left with a smile.

"Hey, old monk, where are you going?" Mr. Jing asked when he saw Master Huiyue walk to the door.

"The matter has been resolved, and the old monk is going back to the mountain. Amitabha, how good it is." After Master Huiyue said that, he went out with a smile.

Xiao Feng looked at Master Huiyue's back and suddenly a hint of admiration rose in his heart. This is the real master. He waved his sleeves without taking away a trace of dust. He sang a lullaby for three days, and then hid his merits and fame.

Master Huiyue left, and Mr. Jing and Nangong Ji were not in the mood to play chess again: "Old guy, what is Master Huiyue going to do this time?"

"Maybe I wanted to enlighten this kid, but this kid was obsessed with it and couldn't enlighten it at all." Old Jing looked at Xiao Feng with a serious look. He could let Master Huiyue go for him. Will this kid really cause bloody storm in the future?

"Haha, Master Huiyue is a monk who has attained enlightenment, and it is not something that we are a few reckless people can understand." Nangong Ji laughed at himself and looked at the chess game a few times: "As expected, this game should be a draw."

"Well, since it's a draw, what's the point? Life is like a chess, and there must be a win or loss to be exciting." Mr. Jing waved his hand and disrupted the chess pieces on the chessboard.

Nangong Ji nodded and stood up: "I'll go and take a walk with this kid."

"Okay, please trouble Brother Nangong." Mr. Jing said politely.

"Haha." Nangong Ji smiled and looked at Xiao Feng who was standing on the ground: "Boy, let's go."

"Oh, okay." Xiao Feng woke up and nodded quickly.

Xiao Feng drove Nangong Ji away from Taohua Hutong and headed straight to Hekang Hospital. Halfway through, he called Lin Lin, and this girl was indeed in the hospital.

When telling Lin Lin to go to the hospital immediately, the little girl was obviously happy there: "Feng, I'll wait for you."

"Yeah." Xiao Feng nodded, hung up the phone, and sent another text message to Feng Long, Guo Jia and others, asking them to go to the hospital and have something to say in an hour.

As Xiao Feng sent out the text message, Zhang Yu, Lin Mo, Feng Long, Guo Jia and others all put down their things and drove to Hekang Hospital one after another. They were vaguely expectant and excited. Xiao Feng came out of seclusion, and the final revenge was about to sound the horn?

Xiao Feng parked the car under the inpatient department of Hekang Hospital and got out of the car with Nangong Ji: "Grandpa Nangong, please."

"Okay." Nangong Ji nodded, followed Xiao Feng, walked into the ward office, and took the elevator all the way up.

Along the way, many doctors, nurses and patients looked at each other, mainly because Nangong Ji's dress was too "new" and just put on his Tang suit, but he even had a bun on his hair. In a bad manner, he also revealed his fairy-like style, which was particularly eye-catching.
Chapter completed!