Not long after Xiao ran and the others left, the Qiong Qi clan caught up to them.
After a dozen breaths.
In an ordinary house, Xiao ran threw Ma Fei on the ground, took out a drop of sanguang holy water, and injected it into his mouth.
The three light holy water rolled around and entered his stomach. It turned into a huge force and began to heal his injuries.
Even though Ma Fei was unconscious, he was still unaffected.
A few minutes passed.
Ma Fei's injuries were mostly healed.
Even the terrible wound on his chest was the same.
He opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar room in front of him. There was also a man standing by the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the night sky outside.
With a Whoosh!
Ma Fei did a backflip and quickly jumped up from the ground.
He couldn't believe it. It was as if he couldn't believe that he was about to die a moment ago, but he recovered so quickly in the next second.
