Han Feng licked his lips, looking unsatisfied. "Anything else?"

"What?"

The supermarket was stunned.

After taking so many pills, there are no side effects at all?

Is this person still a human being?

Han Feng: "I'm asking you a question. Is there anything else?"

The supermarket recovered and said, "It's gone."

"Then forget it."

Han Feng was a little disappointed.

Supermarket tentatively asked: "Are you really okay?"

Han Feng chuckled: "What do you think?"

The supermarket suddenly fell silent.

Just look at Han Feng's condition and you will know. He is full of energy and vigor. There is no way he could be in trouble.

"I'm going to rest."

Han Feng greeted him and turned to enter the thatched hut.

.....

Time flies and three days have passed.

Jiang Jiusheng finally came back with half a bucket of time spirit liquid.

"Is it enough?"

Jiang Jiusheng asked.

“Enough!”

Han Feng couldn't stop smiling.

Even though it's only half a bucket, it contains at least 30,000 drops of Time Spirit Liquid.

After deducting the ten thousand drops given to the Heavenly Dao, there are still twenty thousand drops left.

If you feed all of them to the branches of the Tree of Life, it will produce four thousand drops of Life Spirit Liquid, which is equivalent to four thousand lives. How can you lose?

What the hell is this supreme god?

Don't take it seriously at all.

"As long as you are satisfied."

Jiang Jiusheng smiled.

Han Feng suddenly noticed that Jiang Jiusheng looked a little off and asked with concern, "Are you injured?"

Jiang Jiusheng coughed lightly, a lingering fear flashing across his eyes. "The adult Time Spirit is truly absurdly strong. It took the three of us working together to fight it to a draw, and we all sustained some injuries."

Han Feng squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Jiusheng, with a cunning smile on his lips: "I am a professional doctor, let me treat you, I guarantee that you will recover!"