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Afterwards, Ye Qingfeng used the same method that he knew from his previous life to give Du Feihao a few kacha kacha, to adjust the trajectory of his bones.

Then, he took out a piece of cotton cloth and wrapped it around Du Feihao's neck and chin a few times, then tied it with a knot.

Du Lengxuan was half believing and half doubting, but he still chose to believe.

Listening to Ye Qingfeng's words, Du Feihao entered into deep thought, a glint flashed across his eyes, as he suddenly understood.

Seeing that, how could Du Lengxuan not know that Ye Qingfeng's words had made a breakthrough in his son's Martial Spirit. He immediately expressed his thanks.

Ye Qingfeng laughed and left.

Sometimes, he didn't need to kill a part of his enemies. It was also not bad for Gratitude to join his camp and do things for him.

Ye Qingfeng did not go to Luo Xiao's place. He had completely offended the few young brats from Rosenthal Hall, and those brats did not pose much of a threat to him.

The main thing was the Luo family, and they were quite close to the city leader's mansion.

In the following time, Ye Qingfeng holed himself up in the back mountains of the academy cultivating his Spirit Pool, avoiding the limelight.

Bai Qianxuan was brought back by the mayor into the mansion to recuperate, and a few of the alchemist masters who were supporting him managed to pull his heavily injured body back from the brink of death.

In the hall, City Lord White Wind's face was ice-cold, the beautiful woman beside had tears in her eyes, the atmosphere was oppressive to the extreme.

"Dark Guard!"

"Mayor!" Abruptly, a black silhouette appeared. It didn't seem to be real.

"Surveillance of the Cloud Sky Academy, Ye Qingfeng! I want his head! and send another message to the blood ghost! If we kill Ye Qingfeng, I can give them fifty thousand primeval stone! "

"Yes sir!"

"Master! Old master, things are not going well! " At this moment, a pretty maid with a panicked expression rushed into the hall.

"What is it!" Bai Feng spoke coldly.

"It's young master!" The Young Master vomited blood! "

"What!"

Inside Bai Qianxuan's room, a few Grade Four Alchemist s were sweating profusely from anxiety. They looked at the unconscious Bai Qianxuan on the sickbed, whose face was filled with pain.

"Thousand Profound! "Thousand Profound!" Bai Feng hurried over, and when he saw the helpless Grade Four Alchemist, he could not help but scold angrily: "What are you guys doing! My City Lord's Mansion has been supporting you guys, and it's precisely because of this that you're so sick?! "

An alchemist forced a smile and said, "City Lord, the young city lord's condition is very strange. He clearly doesn't have any power to act against you, and you've chased him away. But every minute or so, blood would spurt out, this …" The young city lord might not be able to hold on. "

Just as he finished speaking, the unconscious Bai Qianxuan opened his eyes, his face was extremely pale, he spat out a mouthful of blood, which dyed his white clothes red!

"Thousand Profound! "Thousand Profound!"

"City Lord …" "I'm afraid young city lord is …"