While Lin Feng released the immortal elements for treatment, he also felt the changes in the cells in Luo Zicheng's nasal cavity.

"Alright."

The boss of antique shop sneered. She tapped his nose for a while and then agreed on it. What a joke.

"Little brother, you are …"

"Stupid, smelly, d.a.m.n fatty, did you fart again?"

The antique shop's boss looked awkward, as though she had discovered something new, and said excitedly, "Wait, Old Luo, what did you just say, smelly? Can you smell it? "

Luo Zicheng was also aware of this problem at this moment.

In the next moment, his gaze was completely focused on Lin Feng, "Little brother, you made me, Luo Zicheng, regain my sense of smell, if there's anything you want to say, just say it.

"Old Luo's sense of smell has recovered. This is a joyous event. In this way, you can count me, Fatty Cao, in as many items as you want in antique shop."

Firstly, he was so excited that Luo Zicheng had regained his sense of smell, and secondly, it was also an opportunity for him to befriend a genius doctor.

Although he didn't know what method Lin Feng had used to cure Luo Zicheng's sense of smell, Luo Zicheng's sense of smell had indeed already recovered.

"I said, it's only Buddha beads."

Lin Feng withdrew the Buddha beads, waved his hand, and left. However, just as he was about to leave the room, his footsteps paused for a moment, "It's best to take down the blade hanging on the counter, otherwise … There will definitely be a b.l.o.o.d.y disaster in three days. "

From the moment he entered the room, he noticed a long blade hanging by the front door.

With the situation of the antique shop's boss, if she did not take down this long blade, it would take at most three days for a disaster to befall upon him.

"Old Luo, isn't that kid's medical skills too amazing?"

He was curious about Lin Feng's miraculous medical skills, but he did not care about Lin Feng's warning before he left. Nonsense, if there really was such a thing, then this saber had been hanging here for nearly a year. How come there had not been any bloodshed …

"Release your inner strength, Martial Arts Grandmaster." Luo Zicheng's face became gloomy, as though he had thought of something important.

With his relations.h.i.+p with Luo Zicheng, he had naturally come into contact with the inner strength warrior before. It was a special group known as cultivators, but what was the release of inner strength? Martial Arts Grandmaster? It was the first time he had heard of it.

"Martial Arts Grandmaster, you can release your inner strength outwards, but the inner strength released here has the power of a small bomb." Martial Arts Grandmaster, you can release your inner strength outside, and the inner strength released here has the power of a small bomb.

Luo Zicheng slowly said with a serious expression.

He had heard of the Martial Arts Grandmaster before, so he naturally knew how powerful the Martial Arts Grandmaster was. Even if the Luo Family was the number one Dong An family, if they provoked a Martial Arts Grandmaster, it would be a simple matter for them to destroy their Luo Family.

"I must do my best to find that Master Lin. If his mutated inner strength can cure my grandfather's illness, that would be great!"

"When a Martial Arts Grandmaster appears in Dong An, I must immediately go back and report to father. If I grasp the situation correctly, this will be the first time the clan will be able to fly."

As his grandfather's illness worsened, the status of the Luo Family's first Dong An Family was at stake.

On the side of the antique shop's boss, it was only after Luo Zicheng had left for a while did he finally regain his senses with great difficulty.

External strength, the power of a small bomb!

The Martial Arts Grandmaster was that terrifying!