Lord He did not answer Xia Yingfeng's question immediately. She just said, "You heal your wounds first, let's talk about this later."

Seeing this, Xia Yingfeng stopped asking questions and nodded, "Okay."

"Is he your nephew?" A very loud and full of energy sounded. Everyone looked at the middle-aged male cultivator in the early stage of the scattering god who had not made any noise since they came in. He was looking at Xia Yingfeng with an interest and asked Lord He.

Lord He was slightly stunned and nodded, "Yes, what are the opinions of fellow Taoist Niu?"

The middle-aged male cultivator asked again, "Is it your devil husband's nephew?"

Lord He frowned and looked quite unhappy, "Fellow Daoist Niu, what is the difference between his nephew and my nephew? We are one and we will naturally enjoy the rest together."

The middle-aged male cultivator shook his head and smiled, "There is naturally a difference between his nephew and your nephew. It's a big difference. Your nephew has a blood relationship with you. Although his appearance and personality will not be completely like you, there are always some similarities. In this way, there are some advantages.

As for your nephew of a dead husband, he has nothing to do with you, so naturally he doesn’t look like you, but he looks like him. I just don’t know what his father’s bloodline is. If it’s good, there are some advantages. If it’s no different from your dead husband, then he is useless.”

His words were a bit confusing, but they were also obvious. As long as everyone thought about it, they would understand.

Xia Yingfeng's face was tense. Although he didn't say a word, no one could see his displeasure. It was true that anyone among them could not bear it if they were said like this.

"Senior, when did my husband offend you? If you want to say this, you will humiliate your parents-in-law in your words. I hope that your senior will keep your virtues and cultivate your virtues is also part of our practice."

Xia Yingfeng held his anger in his heart, but Feng Shougui couldn't see his husband being angry for no reason. If Feng Shouhuai hadn't held her tightly and stopped her from continuing to speak, her words would have been even more unpleasant.

The monk named Niu was not surprised by the accusation against Feng Shougui. He smiled and said, "I found that this flower is always inserted into cow dung."

He said this to Lord He. Lord He glared at him, "Niu Erniu, please say less."

"Oh, I finally stopped calling me fellow Taoist, that's right. You are a very big level higher than me now, so why do you need to be so polite to me?"

Niu Erniu, the middle-aged male cultivator with a tough face, glanced at Lord He, without knowing why he was polite and humble. He, who was a great level higher than himself and was a city lord, spoke in this tone.

In this way, Gu Xiu felt that there must be an unknown past between the two people, and in this way, it may be possible to explain the current situation.

Lord He turned his head and said, "I have a serious business today, and I won't be as good as you."

Niu Erniu glanced at Lord He and sighed for a while, saying to Xia Yingfeng, "Well, boy, for your wife's sake, I will give you a few righteous pills."

Niu Erniu said, then took out a jade* from the storage bag, "There are three pills of positive energy in it, which may drive away the yin energy in your meridians."

Xia Yingfeng had already sat cross-legged and used his skills to force out the yin energy. At this time, Niu Erniu handed the jade ** in front of him, he seemed to have not seen it, nor had he heard Niu Erniu's words, and he did not even raise his eyelids.
Chapter completed!