Chapter 215

Cold brake City, in an Inn

Two figures were lying on the simple wooden bed, a man and a woman. On the table beside them, a middle-aged man with silver hair was staring at the girl's figure.

"What a familiar character."

The silver haired middle-aged man was Chen Xiaoming. He whispered, as if he thought of something. A figure in white flashed in his mind, standing peerless, with a bitter smile on his mouth.

"Forget it, just help you once."

When Chen Xiaoming got up slightly, he went to the bed and looked at the bodies of the emaciated men and girls. One was badly hurt and invaded by the cold. His internal organs were seriously damaged. His Qi was like a hairspring and was dying. If he was a mortal doctor, he would have shaken his head and sighed and turned away.

"It's OK. The longevity yuan is not exhausted. There's still some help."

He said softly in his mouth, and then there was a flash in his hand. A pill appeared in his hand. He broke the other party's mouth and stuffed the pill in.

The entrance melts, and a soft medicine volatilizes. The injury in the emaciated man gradually recovers. On the medicine, there are strands of red awns to disperse the cold in the body.

The emaciated man was seriously injured. Even with Chen Xiaoming's pill, he couldn't wake up for a while and a half.

Feeling the improved injury in the man's body, Chen Xiaoming ignored it, put it aside, and then came to the girl.

The flesh and blood of the legs are blurred, and the torn flesh and blood are mixed with the broken clothes, which are stained with blood and shocking.

"What a stubborn girl."

With a wave of her right hand, a faint Fairy Spirit swept over, and the blood, flesh and clothes on the girl's legs were separated. The Fairy Spirit moistened the girl's body, and the injury on her legs began to recover slowly.

Without using pills like men, the injury in the girl's body was not serious, but the latter's mental consciousness was tortured and exhausted in the wind and snow, so she fainted under severe pain.

The immortal Qi dissipated the cold in the girl's body. The unconscious girl felt a warm current swimming in her body and slowly opened her eyes for a time.

What you see is Chen Xiaoming's handsome smiling face even if he is old.

"Former... Senior."

"Wake up."

With a word in his mouth, he woke the girl up. Chen Xiaoming turned and walked to the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Huh? Dad!"

As soon as she turned around, the girl saw the thin man on one side. She couldn't help crying out. When her body moved, she came down from the bed. The expected pain didn't come. Looking down, she saw that her legs had recovered as before.

Without time to think more, the girl stepped into the man's bed and grabbed out of her father's hand.

Warm, slightly feel, but also feel the pulse beating, strong and powerful, the girl couldn't help but be happy.

"Gudong."

As soon as she turned around, the girl knelt directly at Chen Xiaoming and knocked heavily on the ground.

"Thank you for saving your life, elder!"

The girl is not a stupid person. It is the credit of the person in front of her that she can be intact and her father can recover.

"Yes."

He answered and nodded. It's good that the other party is so kind, which makes Chen Xiaoming satisfied.

"Your father needs Kung Fu to recover. Get up first."

Carrying the teapot in front of her, she poured a cup of tea and handed it over. The girl looked frightened and quickly got up to pick it up.

But I was at a loss and didn't know how to deal with myself.

Thinking of her failure in the previous test, although the girl wanted to worship Chen Xiaoming as her teacher, she was embarrassed to speak again.

With a slight sigh in her heart, she looked at her father's figure in bed. The girl had decided to leave when her father woke up.

As time passed, Chen Xiaoming sat quietly, and the girl was a little embarrassed.

"Huh?"

The thin man on the bed made a soft noise and opened his eyes slightly. What he saw was not the vast snow, but the roof of the inn.

"Dad, you're awake."

A sound of surprise came. Before the thin man reacted, the girl's figure was beside him and slowly helped herself up.

"Qian'er!"

Looking sideways, he saw his daughter crying with joy at the moment. The thin man opened his arms and held the girl tightly in his arms.

"Hmm? The injury in my body?"

When embracing each other affectionately, the man raised his eyebrows, but he noticed that all the injuries in his body were cured.

Moreover, the injury he suffered many years ago, the abandoned Dantian, is actually intact again.

Although there was no aura at the moment, it gave men hope.

"Qian'er, dad has recovered."

The haze in his heart swept away, the skill in the thin man's body worked slowly, and the heaven and earth aura slowly re integrated into his body.

Although it was only a glimmer, the man's eyes flashed and glowed again.

"Great, Dad."

While the two showed their deep love for father and daughter, Chen Xiaoming took a tea nap alone.

It was not until the girl reminded him that the thin man reacted and got up and respectfully saluted Chen Xiaoming.

"Thank you for saving your life, elder."

Turning around and looking at it, the other party's eyes at the moment are glowing again, which is very different from before.

"Well, since both injuries are well, let's go slowly."

Watching both of them wake up, Chen Xiaoming ordered to leave. The thin man's expression changed slightly. Looking back at the girl, he saw that the latter shook his head.

He couldn't help thinking again and again. The man could only sigh deeply, salute Chen Xiaoming respectfully, and then take the girl to the door.

Originally thought it was his daughter who passed the test, and the other party took the initiative to save himself and others. As a result, at the moment, he found that he was wrong.

Pushing open the door, the emaciated man and girl stepped out. Before they left, they saw Chen Xiaoming frown in the room.

"Come back!"

As soon as he drank softly, the thin man and girl were stunned and looked at each other. Although they were confused, they still retreated.

"Don't close the door. Someone's looking for it."

With a sweep of divine knowledge, the outside situation can't escape Chen Xiaoming's eyes. A group of friars came fiercely to their room. In addition to the thin men, Chen Xiaoming really doesn't know who else has nothing to find himself in the northwest.

"Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap Tap"

A series of footsteps. After a while, a group of middle-aged men in blue appeared on the corridor.

The first person was a man who looked more than 40 years old. The man was carrying a wide sword behind him. His breath was breathtaking, just like a sharp sword.

"Hum, it's really hidden here."

The man recognized the emaciated man at a glance and couldn't help drinking coldly.

Chen Xiaoming, who has been sitting on the table tasting tea, also put down the tea cup and looked at the girl behind him.

"What are you doing? Pour me tea!"

The girl behind him was stunned when she heard the speech, then reacted, hurried forward, picked up the teapot for Chen Xiaoming and poured the tea seriously.

Chen Xiaoming nodded with satisfaction, raised his eyes and looked at a group of figures at the door.

"What are you doing here?"