"Master Jia, it's me."
There was silence inside for a while, and then there was a rustling sound.
Then the door of the room was opened, and Jia Yuanyi walked out of the room in disheveled clothes, asking with a smile on his face.
"I wonder what Master Feng wants from me?"
"Master, come with me."
Jia Yuanyi looked puzzled as he followed the Feng family leader towards Feng Hao's room...
He came into the room and saw his apprentice lying on the bed with wounds all over his body and his swollen lower body, his eyes were startled.
"Master Feng, what...what happened?"
The Feng family master sighed and told the story...
After hearing his words, Jia Yuanyi's mouth twitched. He never thought that such a thing would happen in just half an hour.
"Master, save me." Feng Hao said with pleading eyes.
The Feng family head standing nearby asked, "Master, can my son's life be saved?"
Jia Yuanyi nodded slightly, "It can be saved. As long as it's still there, it can be saved."
Hearing this, the father and son were delighted, "Master, how can we save him?"
"There's a pill called Liyang Pill, which not only cures illness but also makes one more courageous and diligent. I took one of these a few years ago."
"That's great, Master. Can you make two more?"
Jia Yuanyi coughed lightly twice, naturally understanding the Feng family head's thoughts, "However, this Liyang Pill is a fourth-grade pill. You can ask the vice president and the president for help in refining it, but the medicinal materials are very precious. I wonder if the Feng family is willing to find it."
"Dad..." Feng Hao looked at the hesitant head of the Feng family.
"About how many spirit stones?" The head of the Feng family did not agree to him first, but asked about the price.
Jia Yuanyi thought for a moment and said, "You need 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones to get a Liyang Pill."
Upon hearing this, the head of the Feng family looked distressed. This was the total income of the Feng family for several months. If the costs and dividends were deducted, it would probably take a year to save up enough.
Suddenly, an idea struck him. He looked at Feng Hao and asked, "Son, do you need a younger brother?"
Feng Hao heard his words and, suppressing the pain, sat up from the bed, "Dad... are you saying you don't want to pay for my treatment?"
"It's not that I don't want to, it's just too expensive."
Feng Hao lay back on the bed with lifeless eyes and turned his face to the side.
"In that case, I will take your consent." After saying this, he called out to the servants outside the house, "Come here."
The Feng family's supervisor stepped forward and asked respectfully, "Master, what are your instructions?"
"Go to Panping Town to recruit a wife for the Feng family. Remember, she must be beautiful and charming."
The head of the Feng family looked at Feng Hao lying on the bed and immediately understood.
"Yes, it can be done tomorrow, and we can get married in two days."
"Well, go ahead and do it." He said and came to Feng Hao's bedside, "Son, take good care of your injuries. We won't disturb your rest."
Then he and Jia Yuanyi walked out of the room and closed the door.
In the room, Feng Hao clenched his fists so tightly that he didn't even realize his nails were digging into his flesh.
"Don't let me catch you pretending to be me! I'll make you feel my situation!"
“A-choo…!”
Lu Jingzhi sneezed loudly and sat up from the bed in shock.
【Who missed me? 】
【Could it be that Master missed me? 】
He was no longer sleepy. He looked at the sky carefully and saw that it was sunset. He then sat cross-legged and began to practice.
"Where on earth did the master go?"
"Did I say something wrong last night?"
"But I don't think I was wrong, right?"
"Ah, it turns out that no matter which world or which level of cultivation a woman is in, they are all the same, unpredictable and have bad tempers."
Suddenly, his stomach started to hurt, and he quickly covered his stomach. This familiar feeling made his face change.
【Could it be that the master has returned? 】
"Who do you say has a bad temper?" At this time, Yan An's cold voice came in his mind.
"Master, I was talking nonsense!"
The pain in his stomach gradually disappeared, but before he could be happy for long, Lu Jingzhi was pressed against the wooden wall and could not move.
At the same time, Yan An floated out of his body, leaned his left hand against the wooden wall, and pinched his chin with his right hand, making him look at himself.
He looked at the beautiful and cold face so close to him, and actually felt like he was being pressed against the wall by the empress.
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