Ye Qingxuan accepted the reality, and Chang Wenxin seemed to have been moved by her. She lowered her head and did not speak for a long time. This is a good sign, at least she did not immediately refuse.
However, after waiting for a long time, Chang Wenxin said: "Zhang Feng's injury has not really healed. The secret method of the Profound Soul Sect is to double cultivation to restore skill and injury, but my cultivation level is too low, far inferior to Zhang Feng, so, His anger has recovered, but his injury just looks better on the surface."
"What, did you say that Zhang Feng's injury was not healed?" Ye Qingxuan's expression changed, and he asked quickly, "Do you know what's going on?"
Surrounded by survivors, her voice was very small and she didn't want others to hear her.
Snake and Mike heard it, and they stood up next to the two women without thinking about it, preventing others from approaching.
In terms of maintaining Zhang Feng, these two guys didn't hesitate at all.
Chang Wenxin shook her head slightly with worry on her face, "I don't know too much, but the secret of the'Yu Soul Secret Method' says that both men and women who use the secret method will improve their cultivation base, but my cultivation base has not improved, so there is only one. As a result, Zhang Feng's injury did not heal!"
"Why is this?" Ye Qingxuan got up anxiously, got up and looked at the direction Zhang Feng was leaving, clenching his hands together, constantly entangled.
"Sister Ye Zi, I suspect that Zhang Feng is hiding his injuries." Chang Wenxin raised her head and whispered to Ye Qingxuan.
"Hidden?" Ye Qingxuan recovered, frowning and thinking for a long time, "I know, Zhang Feng is worried that there are enemies lurking on the island, so he pretends to be healed!"
As soon as I said this, Snake and Mike looked at each other and both smiled bitterly. They also understood that Zhang Feng's doing this was nothing but to protect everyone here!
"Hey, I admire him more and more!" Mike sighed with emotion in a very small voice.
Sneek grinned, and said in a hateful tone: "Why is that kid from the Dark Night Gate, and he's a special sect master, otherwise, I must find ways to draw him to the Profound Soul Sect!"
Ye Qingxuan couldn’t listen to others’ compliments to Zhang Feng. She became more anxious, stomped her feet and said: “Oshewan, Mike, I beg you to help me take a look. I know you have injuries, but I just want to be sure. It's fine if Zhang Feng is well."
Heard this
Then, the two of them nodded without hesitation, glanced at Chang Wenxin, turned their heads and walked away, not even carrying a cane made of a tree branch.
Ye Qingxuan sat next to Chang Wenxin, lowered her head, and suddenly slapped herself, hitting her hard, and her cheeks were red.
"Sister Ye Zi, what are you doing?" Chang Wenxin quickly held her hand.
Ye Qingxuan shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I hate myself for being useless. When my husband needs help, I can't help at all!"
Chang Wenxin didn't know how to comfort him, and whispered, "You should start practicing qigong, I can see that you have real qi in your body."
"In the first few days." Ye Qingxuan's expression became more and more low.
"That's right!" Chang Wenxin slapped her thigh with a crisp sound, "Zhang Feng is the master of the dark night gate. There are all kinds of herbs in the sect. Anyway, you don't expect to be a master of decision-making. Well, then let Zhang Feng use medicinal materials to stimulate your innocence. When you reach the seventh or eighth rank, you will have the ability to protect yourself!"
Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up when she heard her, and her backhand was a slap on Chang Wenxin's thigh, making a louder sound, "Good idea, it's better to bury your head and work hard, I understand!"
Chang Wenxin laughed a few times, rubbing her thighs, and said to her heart: She is really a woman who must report to her, this lady must be careful in the future.
At this moment, Zhang Feng had already arrived in the woods by the beach, hiding behind a big tree, leaning down, looking out from the weeds to the sea.
Sure enough, a two- to three-hundred-ton ocean-going fishing boat stopped less than 30 meters from the beach, and only a hundred meters away from the woods where he was.
Moreover, there was no one on the upper deck of the fishing boat, but there were people shaking in the wheelhouse.
"Not very vigilant, you can seize the ship!"
Zhang Feng secretly said, running the true energy, and was about to jump out. At this moment, there was a sharp pain in his chest, followed by a violent surge of blood. Before he could react, a mouthful of blood came out.
Holding the big tree, barely stand firm.
"There is no sign of improvement from the internal injury. It's just that the true energy has recovered. It seems that the secret method of the Profound Soul Sect is very effective!"
Zhang Feng forcefully wiped off the blood stains at the corners of his mouth. Seeing that the fishing boat did not leave, he sat down cross-legged, his movement controlled the blood churning in his chest and temporarily suppressed the injury.
Potential.
The problem is, the injury is not the most serious...
In just two or three minutes, Zhang Feng's sideburns on both sides and his hair were all white. It looked cool at first glance, but signs of aging had already appeared.
Zhang Feng opened his eyes, the skin at the corner of his eyes was a little uncomfortable, he touched it, and his brows suddenly frowned.
"wrinkle?"
Only twenty-eight years old, where are wrinkles
Looking around, he found a small pit with water. He walked over and looked at the puddle, and he was surprised.
"Hair is all white?"
The Ye Feng Frenzy Art consumes vitality. Although Chang Wenxin's treatment is available, the vitality has not been replenished, and the consequences have already been highlighted.
However, Zhang Feng did not become depressed or even fearful because of this. He sneered a few times with disdain, "It's just white hair, it looks cooler, it's not a big deal!"
At the moment, running infuriating energy and performing body skills, ghosts usually shuttled through the woods, and came to the edge of the woods closest to the fishing boat. He observed it again, and then flew out.
At a distance of tens of meters, within three to five seconds, Zhang Feng walked directly on the sea, jumped onto the deck of the fishing boat, and then rushed towards the wheelhouse like a shell.
In the cab, the two crew members were eating peanuts and chatting. Fresh water was replenished last night. They were not nervous at all.
"The explosion sounded for a long time last night. That Zhang Feng is dead, right?"
"Sure, at this time, the captain is catching tourists."
"You said, how much money can we make in this sale?"
"There are more than 80 people on the boat, and there are more than 50 people on the island. That makes a total of one hundred and fifty. Even if the ransom per person is fifty thousand dollars, that is also 7.5 million dollars.
The more they talked, the happier they became. They didn't notice that the danger was coming.
At this time, the cabin door of the cab opened violently, and a fishy sea breeze poured into the cab. Before the two of them could react, Zhang Feng rushed in like a tiger.
With a kick out, a crew member flew out as if hit by a car and hit the wall at the other end of the cab.
Then, Zhang Feng reached out with his big hand, grabbed the crew member's neck, tightened his fingers, and the crew member's complexion suddenly turned red.
"How many people are on the boat?"
(End of this chapter)