Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Thinking of the woman's grandfather, Zhang Yifeng patted his head. How could he forget the ghost eye ore? Isn't the ghost eye ore the ore that can refine magical artifacts!

Although the ghost eye ore in the Lingyue Continent is only the bottom type of ore, it is definitely not available on the earth.

Zhang Yifeng was afraid of being too noticeable last time, so he left after treating the old man. This is his principle of dealing with things. In addition, he was not very concerned about ghost eye ore at the time, because forging weapons requires a powerful flame, and he does not have a pill fire and cannot temper it. But now it's different. He learned about the ghost fire from Jueyuan, this heaven and earth spirit fire, he must get it anyway!

After getting the ghost fire, he has the ability to smelt the ghost eye ore and can create his first magic weapon. Then he can fly with the sword.

Although he still does not have the ability to obtain the ghost fire, it is possible to obtain the ghost eye ore first.

Zhang Yifeng is thinking at this moment, whether to tell the woman a coincidence, it turns out it is you. But take the initiative to say it, is it too cheap? Moreover, does the other party think that he wants to strike up a conversation with her?

While Zhang Yifeng was thinking, Bai Jingjing suddenly came over and patted the woman on the shoulder and said: "Girl, sorry, can we change seats? I want to sit with my little brother."

Zhang Yifeng couldn't laugh or cry at the time, Nima, he still wanted to strike up a conversation, you changed seats, how could he ask about ghost eye minerals? How to communicate with women.

Just when Zhang Yifeng was about to let Bai Jingjing go back and sit down, Qian'er opened her eyes. She glanced at Bai Jingjing and said, "Are you going to change seats?"

Bai Jingjing nodded: "Well, I want to sit with my little brother, you know."

Bai Jingjing glanced at Zhang Yifeng and said kindly, "Well, where is your seat, I'll change it with you."

"Miss Sister, you are so kind. I'm right by the side."

Bai Jingjing smiled and sat next to Zhang Yifeng, but Zhang Yifeng had a bitter face. How did it feel to meet the pig teammates, this is how he feels now.

Fortunately, Zhang Yifeng and the woman were only separated by an aisle, not very far. I hope to have the opportunity to communicate.

When the two of them just changed their seats, the voice of the stewardess came.

"Dear guests, hello, welcome to this flight, the plane will take off immediately, please wear your seat belts."

The stewardess said some precautions, and then the plane took off slowly.

When taking off, the plane was a bit weightless and turbulent. Compared with flying a magic weapon, the plane was indeed far behind. Fortunately, the service on the plane was good.

Zhang Yifeng turned his head and glanced at Qian'er, intending to strike up a conversation, but found that Qian'er closed his eyes and seemed to be sleeping. He didn't have a chance to strike up a conversation.

Zhang Yifeng shook his head, and closed his eyes altogether, closing his eyes to rest his mind, lest Bai Jingjing come to him to talk to him later.

Fortunately, Bai Jingjing, who was on the plane, was also sleepy. She closed her eyes and put her head on Zhang Yifeng's shoulder, and soon fell asleep.

I don't know how long the plane was driving, and suddenly there was a child's cry in the car.

The cry was loud, waking up all the sleeping guests.

"What's going on, can you be quiet."

"I was awakened by you as soon as I fell asleep. This is a public place."

The first-class passengers are not bad in their identities. They choose the first-class cabin because there are few people in the first-class cabin and it is quiet. I didn't expect to meet crying children. Many people's expressions are a bit unhappy.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my child is seriously ill. He is very uncomfortable. I am really sorry to disturb everyone."

"Xiaotian, no matter how hard you are, we will be in Shanxi soon, and the master will definitely heal you."

The voice of a bald man came. The man was wearing a brand-name suit and he knew at first glance that his family was not short of money.

Next to the man, there was a woman who was not beautiful in appearance, and her body was a little blessed. She held a six-year-old boy in her arms. The six-year-old boy had a yellow and thin face, and she knew she was sick.

While shaking the child's body, the woman said to the bald man: "Asheng, is that master reliable? In order to treat the child's illness, we have already spent a few minutes."

The bald man opened his mouth and said, "I heard people say that this master can be psychic, our child must have been tainted by evil things. Otherwise, why can't even the big hospital find symptoms? We only have this child, even if the family broke, we I have to try it too."

The woman sighed: "Asheng, why do you think our lives are so bitter? We finally managed to achieve something in our career. Xiaotian became seriously ill again. Neither of us committed any sins. Why should God punish us like this? God, I want my life to be exchanged for Xiaotian's safety and health."

Women are a little haggard, children are seriously ill, and parents will always be tortured.

"Hey."

On the seat, Qian'er was also awakened by the cry of the child. She glanced at the child and sighed dejectedly.

There is a feeling that a relative at home is seriously ill but is helpless. She also has the experience. Isn't her grandpa the same? If it weren't for the master who didn't show his reputation, his grandpa would not live long.

These days, his grandpa's body is indeed getting healthier. He used to have to be supported by someone to walk, but now he can run. I have to run a few laps in the park every day before going home.

Thinking of that master, Qian'er sighed again, but unfortunately, that master Shenlong saw the head but not the end. After that night, she suddenly disappeared, as if God sent a **** to treat his grandfather.

Qian'er sometimes wondered, if they chose to cure the root cause, would they not be so troubled.

The master said that it would take one year to cure the root cause, and she only hoped that one year later, that master would appear again. Otherwise, Grandpa's condition will relapse.

Just when the woman's mind was complicated, the passenger in the position next to her suddenly released the seat belt and walked towards the child.

This passenger was Zhang Yifeng. The woman did not see Zhang Yifeng's face, but this back figure made his pupils shrink!

How could this body shape and the back of the head look so similar to the doctor that night.

The woman's heart suddenly became excited. These days, her family has been struggling to find a mysterious doctor, but has no clue. Could she occasionally meet him today?

The flight departed from Hangyang City, and the master also met in Hangyang City. So it is not impossible to meet the master by chance.

Moreover, this person seems to be walking towards the child. If he were the doctor that night, he should be able to treat the little boy?

The more I think about it, the more the woman looks forward to it.

Is this man going to treat the little boy?