A week later, in the square of tianxingmen, ye Ziheng and several other disciples of tianxingmen stood in the middle of the square, surrounded by a large number of disciples of tianxingmen, their faces were sad, sighs were heard from time to time in their mouths, and their eyes looked at yeheng and others as if they were looking at some martyrs who would never return.

The disciples of tianxingmen beside ye Ziheng also look sad, as if they are going to become martyrs.

Ye Ziheng is the only one who looks at these guys calmly, without any sadness on his face.

For him, it's not a big deal to go to he lianzong. In the past, he will be beaten by he lianzong's people? So what, just call it back, can't you? That's simpler. Go to the leader of he lianzong and complain. It's not beautiful to make a mistake about his medical expenses.

Now ye Ziheng is really worried about only one problem, that is when Qin Feng promised to give him double rewards.

After that, they waited for a while on the court. Then they saw the sky in the distance. Qin Feng came from afar, with his hands on his back. He was somewhat handsome.

At last, Qin Feng fell steadily in front of the crowd, looked at several disciples who could not be loved, and coughed twice.

"It's just for you to communicate, not for you to die. It's just like a dead mother. Cheer me up!"

Qin Feng said, but few of the disciples were listening. They were still like that.

"Palm, headmaster, I seem to have some discomfort. Can I not go this time?"

At this time, a disciple suddenly stood out and said, his face looked pale, pale, as if it was really uncomfortable.

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, reached out a hand to touch the disciple's forehead, and then injected a breath into his body.

Originally, Qin Feng thought that this disciple just wanted not to practice together, so he deliberately performed such a play. But when the breath came back to Qin Feng's body, Qin Feng could not help shivering all over.

"How can I get cold poison?"

Qin Feng looked at the disciple, looked at him and waited for his answer.

"When I went to the monster hall, I was bitten by the frost snake. I didn't care that I should be able to hold on to my accomplishments. As a result, I got sick today."

When Qin Feng heard this, he frowned and was bitten by frost snake? Think you don't need to care about your accomplishments? If he remembers correctly, the frost snake in the beast hall seems to be a beast in seven levels. How dare you say that you don't need to care about your cultivation! It's deceitful to say that you are bitten by frost and snake, and you feel that you don't care about your accomplishments. It's true that you don't want to hold an exchange meeting with him.

Although he felt like a mirror in his heart, after all, this disciple is suffering from cold poison. It's impossible to recover from cold poison for a month. Qin Feng has to comply with his request and temporarily change his person so that he can't go to the joint training school.

Then Qin Feng is taking out the phone and is going to call someone to take over the position of this disciple, but the phone hasn't been able to call out yet. The other three disciples who want to go to he lianzong with ye Ziheng are also coming to Qin Feng's way.

"Headmaster, we've got cold poison, too."