1477: C1477 Can be Cured

C1477 Can be Cured

Qian Mengye was going to eat Lin Fei.

Lin Fei did not want to become the man of Qian's dreams, and the more Qian's dreams wanted Lin Fei to become her man.

"Ah …" The Qian Family's Great Elder, Qian Dewang, let out a scream like a pig being butchered. He lowered his head and saw that the fist that smashed into Lin Fei's chest had shattered.

Even though he didn't believe it at all.

However, a heart-wrenching pain forced him to believe that the fist he used to punch Lin Fei in the chest had actually shattered.

Qian Mengye's small mouth was wide open. His face was full of the expression of someone who had just met the King of Hell.

She thought that after the fist of her family's Great Elder, Qian Dewang, landed on Lin Fei's chest, all of the bones in Lin Fei's chest would be shattered.

Unexpectedly, the Grand Elder's fist broke into pieces in the end.

This was like a fantasy story!

In the surroundings, it was as if all of the other cultivators had become statues. Their brains seemed to have become paste. They were completely incapable of thinking.

I can't accept it.

I really can't accept it.

In their eyes, Qian Family's Great Elder, Qian Dewang, was the strongest warrior in Qing Mountain Village.

On the other hand, Lin Fei was only a martial cultivation genius with a bit of talent.

They felt that as long as the Qian Family's Great Elder, Qian Dewang, made a move.

Lin Fei would at least be severely injured, and at the very least, he would be dead.

Who would have thought …

"Now, do you know that there is such a thing as' there is always someone else '?" Lin Fei calmly swept a glance at Qian Family's Great Elder, Qian Dewang, and said in an indifferent tone.

The Qian Family's Great Elder even had thoughts of dying.

His face was burning with pain.

Previously, he had told Lin Fei that he wanted Lin Fei to understand that there was always someone stronger than him.

At this moment, Lin Fei returned these words to Qin Wentian.

His face was hurting!

After a long time.

Qian Mengye finally recovered from his shock.

As soon as he realized this, Qian Mengye took out a high quality Great Soul Recovery Pill from her storage ring and stuffed it into his mouth.

"My hand can be considered to be crippled." Qian Dewang swallowed an Ancient Great Soul Recovery Pill and his expression became slightly better. He took a deep breath and sighed.

The Superior Grade Great Recovery Pill was able to heal Qian Dewang's injuries.

However, he couldn't repair his shattered fist.

Unless he was able to consume an ancient Great Recovery Pill.

However, the ancient Great Recovery Pill was an ancient pill, how could it be so easy to obtain!2

"Qian Mengye, I took your Psionic Immortal Flower, so I owe you a favor." Lin Fei placed the Immortal Spirit Flower into his storage ring.

"Lin Fei, you crippled one of Great Elder's hands. It's more painful than killing him, do you know?" Qian Mengye roared at Lin Fei.

"I can cure the Great Elder's crippled hand." Lin Fei said in a soft voice.

"Are you for real?" Qian Mengye's eyes widened as he excitedly asked Lin Fei. He stared at Lin Fei without blinking.

Next.

With the support of Lin Fei and Qian Mengyun, Qian Dewang returned to the Qian house.

The Qian Family's Patriarch, Qian Dezhong, walked in front of Qian Dewang.

"Grand Elder, what's wrong?" Qian Dezhong asked nervously when he saw that Chandwan had lost an arm.

"Father, it's a long story. Let's let Lin Fei treat the Great Elder first." Qian Mengye quickly said.

Qian Dezhong suppressed the doubts in his heart and didn't say anything more.

In the Qian family's hall.

Chandwan sat down on a chair. He longed for Lin Fei to cure his crippled arm, but he felt that Lin Fei would not be able to cure his crippled arm.

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