Chapter 641

The two elders suddenly realized that the supreme elder was the final card of the Yuan Ming Association. They must not disclose it. They immediately closed their mouth.

However, on the other side, Dong Wenfeng just returned to the room. His throat was sweet and a mouthful of blood spat out.

But then Dong Wenfeng came to the bed, sat cross legged and began to adjust internal breathing to cure his meridian damage caused by excessive use of Qi and blood.

At the same time, a purple light suddenly appeared in Dong Wenfeng's eyebrows. A purple light bead with the size of a thumb flew out and circled around Dong Wenfeng's body. The purple light gradually covered Dong Wenfeng's whole body, making Dong Wenfeng feel very comfortable inside and outside his body.

Seeing this, Dong Wenfeng couldn't help laughing and said, "it seems that all this is thanks to you."

In Dong Wenfeng's memory, this purple light bead seems to be called "purple soul bead". It was the last time I encountered it when the plane crashed, but I was busy and really took it out for the first time.

Because Dong Wenfeng knows that his strength is no longer the same as before. If it weren't for the blessing of purple soul pearl, he would have died just now. Fortunately, he has trained countless martial arts and is best at the martial arts of others in the magic cube.

This is one of the main reasons why Dong Wenfeng can beat Gao Yunjie.

As for the rapid recovery of cultivation to the peak of the first grade, Dong Wenfeng was also a martial arts master at least, specializing in gathering Qi in the Dantian.

With the blessing of purple soul beads, Dong Wenfeng was able to defeat Gao Yunjie.

What Dong Wenfeng didn't expect was that the purple soul bead had a function that had never been before to treat internal and external injuries.

The purple light shines on Dong Wenfeng. Dong Wenfeng feels like he is wrapped by the warm sunshine. He feels very comfortable with crisp, hemp and hemp.

Then slowly, Dong Wenfeng fell asleep

At the same time, the purple soul bead stopped in front of Dong Wenfeng, turned into a purple figure, sat by the bed, stretched out his hand, gently touched Dong Wenfeng's face, showing a smile.

Touching, the figure smiled softly and said, "you have grown up... I may..."

However, at this time, there was a sudden cry outside the door. The figure quickly turned back into a light bead and flew into Dong Wenfeng's eyebrows.

Dong Wenfeng also suddenly opened his eyes at this time. He saw a little man pushing the door in a great hurry and rushing in. He panted and said, "the president is bad! Something big has happened!"

Dong Wenfeng frowned and asked, "has Huxiao hall found the door?"

The little boy, who had not yet calmed down, just nodded hard. When he looked up, he found that Dong Wenfeng had already disappeared.

This made the little boy exclaim: "I'm worthy of being the president. I'm so powerful when I'm young! No, I must worship the president as a teacher!"

At the same time, Dong Wenfeng stood at the door outside the Yuan Ming Hui residence and saw rows of tall men standing in front of the Yuan Ming Hui in the street.

They were dressed in black, with a number of as many as 100, and their chests were embroidered with an extremely domineering white and tiger. Everyone was holding a long knife and staring murderously at Dong Wenfeng and others.

On Dong Wenfeng's side, there are only a few more than 20 people. They all gathered around Dong Wenfeng. Although they also had weapons in their hands, they were far less powerful than the more than 100 people opposite. All of them trembled with fear, and some weapons even fell to the ground.

On the periphery of the yuan and Ming Dynasties, there were melon eaters in Tianshui who were ready to see a good play. Each of them looked different, pointed and didn't know what to say.

Dong Wenfeng's internal injury is just right, but he can't guarantee that he can fight so many well-trained tiger roaring hall killers, so he whispered, "where have the others gone?"

The little boy who just reported to Dong Wenfeng hurriedly replied, "those people have long run away when they see people from Huxiao hall. The people you see now are all the members of our Yuanming Association."

Dong Wenfeng glanced and just wanted to say... Buy paralysis!

The youngest of these more than 20 people is a little boy. The biggest one is sitting on a stool, dying. It seems that he will drive the crane west at any time.

Young men in their twenties and thirties are either disabled people who lack arms and legs, or stunned people who giggle and don't know what they are doing.

Dong Wenfeng had no choice but to shake his head. Why did all the former elites leave? The rest of these people have been wandering around without tiger roaring hall. If they really do, how can they do it?

However, Dong Wenfeng suddenly brightened his eyes. In the crowd behind him, there was a man standing. He was holding a kitchen knife. He was tall and full of beard. He was about thirty years old. He was murderous in his eyes and looked like a villain. It was hard to provoke at first sight.

Well, it's a tough character!

Seeing this man, Dong Wenfeng seemed to have found a savior. He quickly admitted: "your name, brother? Don't worry, we'll go together when we fight later! I'll cover you and absolutely ensure your safety!"

The man was stunned: "what's the fight? I'm a pork seller. I just sent you a pig to Yuanming club, but you stopped me when I wanted to go out."

Yuan Minghui and others heard that they were slowly getting out of the way, while the pig killer left slowly with a pig tail in his hand.

"Heaven is going to kill me?" Dong Wenfeng shook his head helplessly and heard the laughter of the people around eating melons.

After listening carefully, they basically said, "I think the Yuanming meeting will be over today."

"Well, I think so. The Yuan Ming association has run out of energy for a long time, but it's just forcing support. Otherwise, the old president of the previous generation wouldn't have given his eldest son to Huxiao hall as a door-to-door son-in-law, so as to continue the luck of the Yuan Ming Association."

"But this time, strictly speaking, it should be the civil strife of the yuan and Ming Dynasties.

But now Gao Zhanpeng is the son-in-law of Huxiao hall. After Yuanming will be removed, I'm afraid Huxiao hall will take over.

Next, the weather in Tianshui will change! "

However, the little boy said, "master, don't worry. As long as I am here, Yuanming will not be destroyed!"

Dong Wenfeng looked at the little boy with great interest and asked, "master? I don't even know your name. When did I become your master?"

The little boy hurriedly said, "my name is Zhang Xiaowei. I want to worship you as a teacher!"

Dong Wenfeng said with a smile, "wait until the yuan and Ming Dynasties will pass the robbery."

"The yuan and Ming Dynasties will not be able to survive this robbery!" suddenly, a voice came from a distance and passed into everyone's ears, frightening and frightening!

Then, I saw a car coming and stopping in front of the gate of the Yuan Ming meeting. Down came a man in a suit, handsome, carrying a rectangular wooden box, surrounded by four black super bodyguards.

Someone nearby already said that Dong Wenfeng also knew that this person was the son-in-law who came to the door, and immediately asked, "are you going home to visit relatives?"

"Visiting relatives? Hehe, I want to take back what belongs to me. All this was originally mine!" Gao Zhanpeng looked at the words "Yuan Ming Association" on the plaque above the gate, and a hot light flashed in his eyes.