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"Yeah, Lao Pang, why are you free to come to my logistics department today?"

The white-haired old man slowly opened his eyes and said lightly.

"What? I can't come to see you if I'm fine?"

Poon Feng pulled a chair and said with a smile.

The white-haired old man glanced at Pang Feng, sneered, and said with disdain: "Okay, I don't know about you? Let's talk! What do you want to do here today? If you want to heal me, then forget it, I know my injury, Don't waste resources on my waste bones. With that resource, it's better to leave it to those vigorous young people."

In fact, he knew that Pang Feng had been running around for his injuries for a long time.

In the past, he was also a genius.

Doesn't he want to let his body recover and the injury reversed?

He also thought, but this world is not as friendly as people think, it is not just what people think.

Yes!

In China, someone must have a way to restore his body to normal.

But the price of recovery is too great.

He is not even a master, is it worth the price that China-Guo pays?

With this kind of resources, it is better to leave it to those masters.

In the final analysis, he has no value, let those who pay such a high price to restore him.

Pay and gain are not proportional.

So he really didn't want to drag Pang Feng any more.

As the vice president of Linjiang University, Pang Feng has too many places to need resources.

The resources obtained by his friend shouldn't be leaned on his own useless person, but should be put on those talented young people.

In this way, several geniuses may be cultivated.

"What are you talking about all day?"

Pang Feng smiled and said speechlessly: "I just came to see you, can't you?"

"Or do you have a bad temper now, and even your old friends are going out?"

While speaking, his right hand was like a shadow, and he directly patted the healing talisman on the backup of the white-haired old man.

leave it?

Haha...It's not good to say, can he stop himself?

Don't you care?

"you......"

The white-haired old man felt the change in his body, his face changed, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

He knew that this guy was here to heal himself.

But decades of old age have been wounded, even if it could be cured before, it cannot be cured now.

But just as he opened his mouth, he didn't say anything and stopped abruptly.

Because he felt that the pain inside his body was gradually diminishing.

The normal feeling as a normal person, without any pain or torment, is returning!

Back to normal!

This can be said to be the most persistent idea deep in his heart, but he knows that his idea may not be realized.

Now, he can only be regarded as lingering.

If you don't want to kill yourself in a wasteful way, I'm afraid I would end my life long ago.

After all, staying in the world is not very useful.

But now... my body is returning to normal! ? ?

For a moment, the white-haired old man was stunned in place, two lines of tears slowly falling from his muddy eyes.

at last......

"Lao Bai, look at your body!"

Pang Feng exclaimed and got up from the bench with an incredible expression on his face.

I saw that the right leg and right arm of the white-haired old man began to grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. This miraculous scene brought him an extremely powerful impact.

That Fuzhuan possesses such a powerful recovery power?

and many more!

Suddenly, a thought flashed in Pang Feng's mind that he thought was ridiculous.

But the impact of this healing talisman made him feel that his guess was very likely to be true.

Grandmaster Su, no, maybe... Grandmaster Su! ! !