Lian Fei tried hard to convince himself, but when more memories came, he still wavered uncontrollably.

Naze's dealing with people and his foresight cannot be explained clearly by the gap between how old he is.

It was clear that I had already had a lot of experience before.

"Um..." Lian Fei struggled again, but signaled Feng Wuyou to take off the cloth scarf from his mouth and he wanted to speak.

Feng Wuyou nodded and Yan Lin twitched his hand and pulled off his cloth towel.

"What you said is true?"

Lian Fei took a few breaths before he struggled to ask.

No matter how certain Feng Wuyou said, deep down he never believed it.

"I have never made any mistakes when I broke my bones."

Feng Wuyou looked directly at Lian Fei, responsible for every word he said: "Na Ze, at least about thirty-five years old."

Lian Fei seemed to have all his strength removed.

He followed He Lanjiu and saw with his own eyes how Feng Wuyou learned medical skills with He Lanjiu. He also knew how much Helanjiu admired Feng Wuyou's talent.

Feng Wuyou's ability to say such words means that this matter is certainly certain.

He shook his body twice and almost fell down. Yan Lin, who was still standing beside him, reached out to help him.

At the same time, he also cut off the rope on Lian Fei's body.

At this time, Lian Fei no longer makes trouble for Feng Wuyou.

"Oops!"
Chapter completed!