Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Thinking of the woman's grandfather, Zhang Yifeng slapped himself on the head. How could he forget the ghost eye ore? Isn't the ghost eye ore the ore that can be used to refine magic weapons?

Although ghost eye ore is only the bottom type of ore in Lingyue Continent, on earth, it is definitely rare to find.

Zhang Yifeng was afraid of attracting too much attention last time, so he left after treating the old man. This is his principle of doing things, and he should keep a low profile if he can. In addition, he was not very interested in the ghost eye ore at that time, because forging weapons required powerful flames, and he did not have the elixir fire to temper it. But it's different now. He learned about the ghost fire from Jueyuan. He must get this heaven and earth spirit fire no matter what!

After obtaining the ghost fire, he has the ability to smelt the ghost eye ore and create his first magical weapon. Then he will be able to fly with his sword.

Although he doesn't have the ability to get the ghost fire yet, he can get the ghost eye ore first.

Zhang Yifeng was thinking at this moment whether he should tell the woman what a coincidence it was you. But is it too cheap to take the initiative to speak out? Moreover, would the other party think that he was trying to strike up a conversation with her?

Just when Zhang Yifeng was thinking, Bai Jingjing suddenly came over. She patted the woman's shoulder and said, "Girl, I'm sorry, can we change seats? I want to sit with my little brother."

Zhang Yifeng couldn't laugh or cry at that time. Damn, he still wants to strike up a conversation. How can he ask about the ghost eye ore when you changed seats? How to communicate with women?

Just when Zhang Yifeng was about to ask Bai Jingjing to go back and sit down, Qian'er opened her eyes. She glanced at Bai Jingjing and said, "Do you want 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 in a friendly manner: "Okay, wherever your seat is, I'll change with you."

"Sister, you are really kind-hearted. I'm right next to you."

Bai Jingjing sat next to Zhang Yifeng with a smile, but Zhang Yifeng had a bitter look on his face. How he felt when meeting his pig teammates was how he felt now.

Fortunately, there was only an aisle between Zhang Yifeng and the woman, so it wasn't that far away. Hope to have the opportunity to communicate by then.

The two of them had just changed seat numbers when the flight attendant's voice came.

"Dear guests, welcome to this flight. The plane will take off soon. Please fasten your seat belts."

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

When taking off, the plane was a little weightless and bumpy. Compared with the flying magic weapon, the plane was indeed much worse. Fortunately, the service on the plane was good.

Zhang Yifeng turned to look at Qian'er and planned to strike up a conversation, but found that Qian'er had her eyes closed and seemed to be sleeping. He had no chance to strike up a conversation.

Zhang Yifeng shook his head and simply closed his eyes to rest in peace, lest Bai Jingjing come to talk to him again later.

Fortunately, Bai Jingjing was probably sleepy after getting on the plane. She closed her eyes and put her head on Zhang Yifeng's shoulder, and fell asleep quickly.

I don’t know how long the plane had been traveling, but suddenly the cry of a child came from the car.

The crying was so loud that it woke up all the sleeping guests.

"What's going on? Can you be quiet?"

"I just fell asleep and I was woken up by you. This is a public place."

The first-class passengers are all of good status. They choose first-class cabins because there are fewer people and it is quieter. I didn't expect to encounter crying children. Many people looked a little unhappy.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. My child is seriously ill. He feels very uncomfortable. I'm really sorry for disturbing everyone."

"Xiaotian, please be patient, we will arrive in Shanxi soon, and the master will definitely treat you well."

The voice of a bald man came. The man was wearing a designer suit, and it was obvious from one look that his family was not short of money.

Next to the man, there was a woman sitting. The woman was not beautiful, and her body was a little fat. She was holding a six-year-old boy in her arms. The six-year-old boy had a sallow face and thin skin. It was obvious at a glance that he was sick.

While shaking the child's body, the woman said to the bald man: "A Sheng, is that master reliable? We have traveled to several provinces to treat the child's disease."

The bald man said, "I heard that this master is a psychic. Our child must have been contaminated by something evil. Otherwise, why can't even big hospitals find out the symptoms? We only have this one child, even if we go bankrupt, we You have to try it too.”

The woman sighed: "Ah Sheng, why do you think our lives are so miserable? We finally managed to achieve success in our careers, and Xiaotian became seriously ill again. Neither of us has done anything wrong, so why does God punish us like this?" God, I am willing to sacrifice my life in exchange for Xiaotian’s safety and health.”

The women are a little haggard, the children are seriously ill, and it is always the parents who are tormented.

"Why."

In her seat, Qian'er was also woken up by the sound of a child crying and making a fuss. She glanced at the child and sighed sadly.

She also experienced the feeling of having a family member who was seriously ill but unable to do anything. Wasn't it the same for her grandfather? If he hadn't met the master who didn't reveal his reputation, his grandfather might not have lived long.

These days, his grandfather is indeed getting healthier and healthier. He used to have to be helped to walk, but now he can run. I have to run several laps in the park every day before going home.

Thinking of that master, Qian'er sighed again. Unfortunately, the master's dragon disappeared suddenly after that night, as if God sent a god to treat his grandfather's illness.

Qian'er sometimes wonders if they had chosen to treat the root cause at that time, wouldn't they have been so troubled.

The master said that it would take a year to cure the root cause. She only hoped that the master would appear again after one year. Otherwise, grandpa's condition will relapse.

Just when the woman was having complicated thoughts, the passenger in the seat next to her suddenly loosened her seat belt and walked towards the child.

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

This body shape and the back of his head are so similar to the doctor that night.

The woman's heart suddenly became excited. These days, her family has been searching hard for the mysterious doctor, but has no clue. Will she encounter him by chance today?

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

Moreover, this man seemed to be walking towards the child. If he was the doctor that night, he should be able to treat the little boy, right?

The more she thought about it, the more the woman looked forward to it.

Is this man going to treat the little boy?