Seeing Lin Zifeng asleep, everyone left the house to avoid disturbing him.

After leaving the house, the four of them sat at the stone table in the yard, chatting and laughing together. It wasn't until about three o'clock in the morning that everyone went back to the house to rest.

The happiest person was Xiao Heng. He saw Lin Zifeng, who had been in a coma for more than a week, wake up again. He lay happily in bed and stayed awake all night. It was not until dawn that he fell asleep in a daze.

When the four of them woke up, it was almost noon.

Everyone first went to the room where Lin Zifeng was, checked it out, and decided that nothing was wrong before going to have lunch.

"Mr. Chu, why do I feel something is wrong? It must have been ten hours since Fengzi woke up last night. Why haven't I seen him wake up yet? Could he have passed out?"

Chu Jianghua pointed at Xiao Heng with a smile and said: "Hahaha, Mr. Xiao, I just checked. Mr. Lin is indeed fine. He is just weak, so he slept for a long time. Later,

When he wakes up, get him something to eat and some water to drink, and he will be back to normal tomorrow."

Hearing Xiao Heng's words, Chu Yanran couldn't help but said: "Xiao Heng, who did you hear this from? How come I haven't heard of a person who is unconscious and can become unconscious again after waking up?"

Xiao Heng smiled awkwardly and said, "Hey, I'm just impatient. Besides, Fengzi has a special physique, so it's possible that she might be in a coma for a second time."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Xiao Heng's words made everyone laugh.

After lunch, everyone came to Lin Zifeng's room again and found that he had woken up, staring straight at the ceiling, lying quietly on the bed.

When Chu Yunrui saw it, he hurried to the kitchen and got Lin Zifeng a bowl of rice porridge and asked him to drink it first.

After Lin Zifeng drank the rice porridge, he looked at the people around him and then at this unfamiliar environment. It took him a long time to hold back a sentence.

"This place... doesn't look like the underworld?"

"Hahaha." Chu Jianghua laughed loudly, "Mr. Lin, are you still living in a dream?"

Lin Zifeng was confused and didn't know what happened, let alone who the speaker was.

"May I ask you are……"

Chu Jianghua calmed down and said, "My name is Chu Jianghua, and I am the boss here."

Lin Zifeng thought to himself: So it’s called Chu Jianghua. Damn it, who tricked me into calling him King Chu Jiang last night? It gave me a nightmare all night.

In fact, she still didn't know that it wasn't Xiao Heng who deliberately fooled him, but that he didn't hear clearly. He mistakenly heard Chu Jianghua as King Chu Jiang.

However, this cannot be entirely blamed on Lin Zifeng. The main thing is that Chu Jianghua's name is only one character different from King Chu Jiang. Given the situation at the time, it is not impossible that Lin Zifeng heard it wrong.

He raised his fist towards Chu Jianghua and said, "Hello, Boss Chu."

Chu Jianghua laughed again, then gave Lin Zifeng a fist and said, "Haha, hello Mr. Lin."

Lin Zifeng suddenly felt that his mind was drowsy again, maybe it was the nightmare at night that kept him from sleeping well, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Lin Zifeng didn't wake up until dinner time in the evening. By this time, his body had recovered very well.

The five of them had dinner together and were sitting and drinking tea. Lin Zifeng suddenly said: "Xiao Heng, I remember I was fighting Zhang Feng. Didn't my body-protecting Qi kill him? How did I end up here?

coming?"

Xiao Heng had a dark look on his face and almost spit out the tea he had just put in his mouth. He thought to himself: You shocked him to death? It's already pretty good that he didn't beat you to death.

"The thing is like this, your body-protecting Qi didn't work, and he almost beat you to death."

"What?" Lin Zifeng was shocked. He didn't expect that the protective aura he relied on didn't work. "Tell me the whole story."

Xiao Heng and Chu Yanran told Lin Zifeng everything about how he was injured by Zhang Feng, how he was chased by Zhang Feng, how he stayed at Chu Yanran's house for a week, how he came here and how he woke up.

Clearly understood.

Only then did Lin Zifeng realize that his carelessness had brought so much trouble to so many people.

He thought for a while and said to Chu Jianghua: "Mr. Chu, can you show me your broken sword?"

Chu Jianghua was puzzled. He smoothed his beard with his hand and said, "Mr. Lin, why do you want a broken sword? I was going to throw it away."

"Hey, don't throw it away, maybe I can fix it."

Chu Jianghua was overjoyed when he heard this and said: "Mr. Lin, you mean... you can fix it?"

"Maybe, what if I fix it? As the old saying goes: it's a mule or a horse that goes out for a walk. Let me try it."

Chu Jianghua really hoped that his Qingshan Sword could be restored again, so he quickly asked Chu Yunrui to get all the broken swords.

In fact, does Lin Zifeng really know how to practice swordsmanship?

That's not entirely true, he has never learned to practice swordsmanship.

So he is just telling lies?

Not necessarily. According to his idea, go to the Three Realms Trading Office and find a weapons shop to see if there is an expert who can repair this sword.

Not long after, Chu Yunrui walked over with the Qingshan Sword broken in half, and then handed the sword to Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng took the sword, looked at it carefully, and murmured: "No wonder it's so weak."

Although Lin Zifeng's voice was very low, it was still heard by Chu Jianghua.

"Mr. Lin, this sword of mine is produced in the Kunlun Mountains and is a priceless treasure. How can you say it is so weak?"

Lin Zifeng raised his fists towards Chu Jianghua and said, "Mr. Chu, I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, but if I read correctly, your Qingshan Sword should be the fifth level of Immortal Level, right?"

Chu Jianghua was shocked. He didn't expect that Lin Zifeng's eyes would be so good.

"Ah ha, Mr. Lin has good eyesight. My sword is indeed the fifth level of immortal level. Is there any problem?"

"To tell you the truth, the name of the Yin-Yang man who came that day is Ouyang Ling. The Fengyun Sword in his hand is a ninth-level god-level sword. Coupled with his skills and realm, he can cut off a fifth-level immortal-level weapon.

It was a breeze.”

Chu Yunrui listened to the class and was unhappy, thinking: What does it matter to you if someone has a ninth-level god-level weapon? You don’t have a ninth-level god-level weapon?

Thinking of this, he cupped his fist at Lin Zifeng and said: "Mr. Lin, Ouyang Ling has a ninth-level divine weapon. He can naturally laugh at this Qingshan Sword. I wonder what you have the ability to laugh at this sword?"

Lin Zifeng smiled slightly, chanted a spell, took out his ice sword from Lan Tianzi, and put it on the table.

"Come and see!"

Chu Yunrui picked up the Ice Sword, looked at it carefully, and said: "Apart from the fact that it is a little more powerful than ordinary swords, it doesn't seem to be anything special. Can your sword be at the ninth level of the divine level?"

Lin Zifeng still smiled slightly and pulled out the ice sword from its scabbard.

Suddenly, the entire room was enveloped in a chill, making other people shiver.

There are some who are knowledgeable and some who are not. Those who are knowledgeable can tell the approximate grade of the sword at a glance, and those who are not knowledgeable can almost tell that it is a good sword.

After the display, Lin Zifeng put the sword back into the scabbard, and the temperature in the room slowly increased.
Chapter completed!