Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

The other senior brothers all came over and said with a smile: "Little junior sister, we will copy for you, don't worry about it."

Xiao Zhengfeng's complexion hasn't recovered yet, he looked at Fantianluo with deep meaning in his eyes and said: "Girl, it turns out that your strength is at the supreme level. How can you make me a master, please don't call me a master in the future." Once, everyone heard the Great Elder say that Fan Tianluo's strength is at the supreme level, and everyone knows that she is a fellow practitioner of the three elements, and her strength is already higher than that of the outer disciples, and she is on an equal footing with Xiao Zhengfeng.

"Master, what are you talking about? I will be a teacher for a day and I will be a teacher for life. Besides, although my strength is indeed good, I must not have as much experience as the master. Does the master not want to teach disciples?" Fan Tianluo said to Xiao Zhengfeng. The master is satisfied.

Seeing the sincerity in her eyes, Xiao Zhengfeng could only nod again. A group of people closed the courtyard door and came to a big room. They all took out the door regulations and helped Fan Tianluo copy them.

"Master, is there something wrong with your body?" Fan Tianluo felt that Xiao Zhengfeng was abnormally white when he saw Xiao Zhengfeng for the first time.

Xiao Zhengfeng also helped to copy the house rules. Hearing this, his hands trembled immediately, and every word was blurred.

The other seniors all looked up at him. It was obvious that everyone had the same idea. Fang Xueyi asked once a long time ago but couldn't get an answer, and after causing the master to be in a bad mood, no one dared to ask.

Fan Tianluo felt that the atmosphere was not right, so she quickly smiled and said: "Master, I think you look unhealthy, it must be an internal injury, which can be cured by the sixth-level healing pill, why hasn't it been cured?"

Fang Xueyi's face turned pale immediately, and he looked up at Xiao Zhengfeng.

After Xiao Zhengfeng's face trembled for a while, he returned to calmness, and said with a smile: "As a teacher, this disease is very strange, and the sixth-level healing pill may not be able to cure it. What's more, the sixth-level healing pill can only have a life-saving one at the protector level. We are Level [-] Healing Pills are also very difficult to obtain."

"Master, it's all my fault." Fang Xueyi's voice was choked up. If he hadn't interrupted Wu Han's hand, the master could give him the sixth-level healing pill in exchange for it.

"Don't be stupid, the master can't die, it's just that the strength can't increase, but I'm very happy to be able to teach you as a teacher." Xiao Zhengfeng smiled kindly.

"Master, but now you don't have 300 years of resources?" Fang Xueyi is very uncomfortable. Everyone knows how important resources are to a practitioner, but Xiao Zhengfeng is willing to give up 300 years of resources for his apprentice. Fan Tianluo was also very moved.

"What is the disease so severe?" Fan Tianluo frowned.

Xiao Zhengfeng knew Fan Tianluo's apprentice had a kind of tenacity, and if he didn't tell her, he might get a headache in the future, so he smiled lightly and said: "Before I became a deacon, I was just an outer disciple. When I was practicing, I was plotted against. When I woke up, I found that my whole body was in pain. I thought it would be better if I took some healing medicine, but gradually found that as my strength increased, the meridians all over my body would become more and more painful. I practiced a vicious technique, but the master still doesn't know who harmed me, but he only knows that it must be from the same sect, because before I was knocked out, the figure I saw was wearing the clothes of our Bixian sect. "

"It's unreasonable, how can there be such a despicable and insidious fellow!" Senior Brother Lan was filled with anger again.