Chapter 105

Soon, several people saw the wounds on Gu Feng and Mu Cheng, and a touch of movement flashed on their faces. The ancient style is good, but mu Cheng looks much worse. After all, he used the golden arrow to fight with the blood dome before. He also received the influence of that energy, and a large part of his flesh and blood turned outward.

Several people also knew that Gu Feng and Mu Cheng were not disturbed in healing. After waiting for half an hour, Gu Feng and Mu Cheng woke up from their cultivation. In fact, the ancient style was discovered when Murong and others just came back. After they found that it was them, the ancient style was also relaxed to practice.

When he opened his eyes, a pure light flashed in the eyes of the ancient wind. Although there was no breakthrough, after this life and death struggle, his spiritual power was obviously vigorous again, and his realm was more refined.

"Zizi, I really admire the old style, little friend. I recovered so quickly after such a heavy injury."

Mu Cheng sighed and expressed his sincere admiration. He has been practicing for half an hour, and his injury has only slightly improved. If he wants to recover completely, he can't recover without the help of pills for ten days and a half months.

"Deacon Mu Cheng, ancient style, swallow the pills here." the woman in blue skirt came forward, took out a jade bottle from her sleeve robe and two pills of pills.

The ancient wind was not polite. He picked up one of them and immediately a very strong smell of medicine went directly into his nose. The fragrance of medicine was cool and moistening, which made his spirit burst.

A different color flashed in the eyes of the ancient wind. It can be judged from the fragrance of this medicine. I'm afraid the level of this pill is not weak. Although it is not as good as the rejuvenation pill in his hand, it is not much worse.

I'm afraid the successors of the four families don't have such strong capital. The ancient wind became more curious about the identity of a woman in a blue skirt.

Gu Feng and Mu Cheng put the pill into their mouth, and a clear flow spread all over their body. They felt that their bodies were much easier. Some hidden wounds not found in ancient customs were quickly repaired under the action of this pill.

Such a powerful effect once again amazed the ancient wind.

"Hoo..."

Mu Cheng on one side also breathed out a breath, his pale face ruddy a lot, and most of his injury was better.

"Thank you for the medicine, miss."

Mu Cheng saluted the blue skirt woman respectfully, with a look of gratitude on his face.

"Deacon Mu Cheng, don't be so polite. You are also hurt to protect me. This is what I should do." the blue skirt woman smiled. The smile on his face is as warm as the breeze.

"Good means." Gu Feng sighed in his heart.

Sure enough, the woman's voice fell. There was a flash of excitement on the faces of those Mu children nearby. No matter whether the blue skirt woman did it intentionally or not, his action completely bought people's hearts.

"Hey, you guy, why don't you thank our young lady?" the girl with strong clothes beside the blue skirt woman stared at the indifferent ancient style on her face and said with great dissatisfaction.

"Why should I thank you? If I really want to thank you, it should be your miss who thanked me."

The ancient wind glanced at the girl with strong clothes and said coldly.

"You..." the girl in strong costume still wanted to talk, but she was interrupted by the woman in blue skirt: "Mr. Gu is right. This time, if Mr. Gu didn't help us, we might all fall again. Little girl, thank you for your help, young Xia Gu Feng."

"You're welcome." Gu Feng waved his hand.

Looking at the look on Gu Feng's face, the girl would not be angry. If she didn't know she couldn't beat Gu Feng, she would have gone up and kicked the farting bastard on the ground.

"Old wind friend, why don't we act together next?" Mu Cheng stepped forward and smiled at old wind. He now knows the strength of the ancient style very well. This guy is ruthless, and his combat effectiveness is no less than a pure seven heavy martial arts cultivation. If you fight desperately, even if it is the quintessence of eight heavy martial arts, a careless may capsize in the gutter.

The blood dome of xuelie Gang is the best example. There are ancient customs. With him, their team will not be afraid of anyone.

"I prefer to be alone." the ancient wind replied indifferently. Then, without waiting for a few people to say anything, he flashed into the channel.

"Cut, what's your air? It's just a pure and dual martial arts cultivation. Such a person can throw a piece of his head and hit a large area in our family." seeing the ancient style so ignorant of good and bad, the green girl couldn't help but say angrily.

In her opinion, it was a great gift to him to let the old style be with them. I don't know how many young talents kneel and cry and want to stay with their young lady.

"Miss Xinyue, don't be angry. Although this ancient style is arrogant, he does have the qualification to be arrogant. If it weren't for him this time, I'm afraid I would die here."

Mu Cheng stared at the disappearing figure of the ancient wind and slowly opened his mouth.

"Huh?"

The blue skirt woman's body shook and looked up at Mu Cheng. It was obvious that there was something inside.

"Deacon Mu Cheng, you look down on that boy too much. He can save you?" Xin Yue, wearing strong clothes, didn't believe Mu Cheng's words.

"Although I was seriously injured in the fight with blood dome, I couldn't move at all. If it weren't for the ancient wind, I would have died here this time." Mu Cheng said with an embarrassed look on his face.

"He killed the blood dome?"

The blue skirt woman said in surprise. As for the Wu Xiu of the Mu family, she was too surprised to speak. Although Mu Cheng said it easily, they can imagine the thrills. Otherwise, Mu Cheng won't deliberately say it.

"Deacon Mu Cheng, can you tell me what happened before?" the blue skirt woman asked.

"I'm sorry, miss, the old man swore with his soul and can't reveal it." Mu Cheng looked embarrassed on his face, sighed and said to the woman in blue skirt.

"Hiss..."

Those around Mu Jiawu Xiu took a breath and swore. Unexpectedly, it would be such an oath.

Even the pretty face of the blue skirt woman also showed a moving color. What happened before actually needed Mu Cheng to swear with his soul to keep this secret.

"It seems that there are many secrets in this ancient style." the essence light flashes in the beautiful eyes of the blue skirt woman.

"Miss, I can only say that Gu Feng should make friends with him as much as possible. Even if you can't make friends, don't offend him."

Mu Cheng opened his mouth again and let the blue skirt woman's body tremble.