1983 Chapter 1983 Is More Identity

The corner of Fan Lin's mouth twitched when he heard these things, how can there be anything that the master refines that is not worth a lot of money? Random things are worth a lot or even priceless, not to mention the potions that these masters keep by themselves just in case, how precious can they be measured by money?

I don't know who this old man is? How could the master call him Grandpa Tan? He also took out such precious pills and potions to treat him. Eight??One Chinese w?w1w. 81zw． com

"You refined it?"

Old Tan was startled, and looked at the medicine in the medicine bottle with some surprise. She actually made such a thing? Although he couldn't tell what grade it was, he could tell from the color that it was definitely not an ordinary potion, at least, he had never been in contact with this grade.

"Well, let's drink it first!" Feng Jiu handed it to him, motioning him to drink it first.

Seeing this, Mr. Tan didn't say any more, thinking about drinking it first! His body was seriously injured, but I don't know how she saved her? And what was used to bring him back to life? Why did he feel that the injury in his body had eased a little when he woke up?

Seeing that Old Tan drank it, Feng Jiu smiled: "Grandpa Tan, if you have anything to do here, you can find him. His name is Fan Lin, and he knows a little about medicine. He will help you take care of your body. As for your worries You don’t have to worry about those people anymore, they have already been here while you were unconscious, so you can rest assured to take care of your body here.”

"Those people have been here? Then you..." Old Tan was startled, and couldn't help but look at Feng Jiu, but saw that she was not injured.

"I wasn't injured, but those people ran away in desperation." She put her chin in one hand and said with a smile, her voice paused, and she said again: "Oh, yes, the old man is still dead."

The old man was punched by her. In addition to the strength of the fist, at the center of the heart vein of the Lieyanquan, the breath of spiritual power was also hit into the heart vein along with the scorching heat of the flame. Therefore, with just one punch, the old man He was dying, and finally died.

"you……"

Tan Lao opened his eyes wide in shock, a little unbelievable, why is the old man dead? The other party is a strong man with the peak strength of the Immortal Saint, how could she even kill such a strong man?

"By the way, Grandpa Tan, are you hungry? Well, how about this! I'll ask someone to make some medicinal porridge for you to eat, one can take care of your body, and the other is good taste."

As she said that, she looked at Fan Lin at the side and asked, "Can you make medicinal porridge?"

"Master, don't worry, this subordinate understands medicinal food, I'll get someone to cook it up right now." Fan Lin said, and retreated respectfully.

"Who are you?" Elder Tan couldn't help asking, he looked at Feng Jiu with complicated and probing eyes.

"My name is Feng Jiu! Well, I'm still a woman. As for the others..." She smiled: "It's just that I have more skills, more status, and more people under my command."

Tan Lao moved his lips, but he couldn't say anything. More than that! Wasn't she the one who destroyed the Treasure Building? With such a terrifying ability, he was really blind before, and he actually regarded him as an ordinary boy collecting herbs.

"Grandpa Tan, rest well! I'm leaving first, and I'll see you tomorrow." Feng Jiu said, and then she took Leng Hua out of the room. When she got outside, she happened to meet Fan Lin who came back, so she confessed He takes good care of it.