Yang Jian stopped talking nonsense and raised his hand towards Yue Feng: "Hurry up, your friend can't hold it anymore."
"Thank you so much, Mr. Erlang!"
Yue Feng was overjoyed, hugged Yang Jian's fists, and walked over quickly.
When they arrived, Yue Feng sat cross-legged in front of Mu Xixi and said with a smile: "Let's get started!"
When saying this, Yue Feng looked very relaxed, but his face was pale and a bit weak.
Yue Feng had just resisted Yang Jian's two moves and was traumatized, but it didn't matter. To expel the power of the Heavenly Fire Pill from Mu Xixi's body, it only needed White Lotus Cold Fire, and there was no need to activate internal energy at all.
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Mu Xixi nodded, then bit her lip and said softly: "You...are you okay?"
Although Yue Feng acted very relaxed, Mu Xixi could feel that Yue Feng's injury was really serious. For a moment, there were ripples in Mu Xixi's heart.
Soon, Yue Feng began to expel the power of the Sky Fire Pill, and gently pressed his right hand against Mu Xixi's dantian.
Um!
Feeling the warmth from Yue Feng's hand, Mu Xixi's delicate body trembled slightly, and her previous resistance was gone. Instead, she felt an indescribable sweetness.
At this moment, Victoria Song next to her also smiled.
Gonggong, who was not far away, looked impatient, but because Yang Jian was present, it was difficult to get angry.
Time passed minute by minute.
As Erlang Zhenjun, Yang Jian kept his promise and stood by quietly while Yue Feng helped Mu Xixi disperse, with a proud figure, like a protective god.
I don't know how long it took, but the power of the Heavenly Fire Pill in Mu Xixi's body was finally expelled. Without the torment of the scorching temperature, Mu Xixi's delicate face returned to rosy and indescribably charming.
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For a moment, Yue Feng breathed a sigh of relief, feeling indescribably relaxed.
It's okay.
The next second, Yue Feng stood up, hugged Yang Jian's fists, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Your Majesty Zhenjun!"
When Yue Feng said this, he spoke from the bottom of his heart. According to rumors, Erlang Zhenjun was said to be upright and majestic. Now it seems that he is indeed well-deserved.
Although Yang Jian and Gonggong were in the same group, it still did not affect Yue Feng's gratitude to him.
Um!
Yang Jian nodded, and there was no trace of emotion on his handsome face. As Erlang Zhenjun, his reputation spread all over the world, and Yang Jian had already shown his emotions and anger.
"What nonsense?"
At this time, Gonggong muttered something and came over with an impatient look on his face: "You have saved me, so come with me!"
At first, Gonggong only wanted to kill Yue Feng to vent his hatred, but when he saw Fang Tian painting a halberd, he changed his mind.
However, since Yang Jian was present, Gonggong was too embarrassed to grab it directly, so he thought of taking Yue Feng back and snatching Fang Tian's painted halberd from him if he had the chance.
"Gonggong!"
Yue Feng smiled bitterly and looked at Gonggong: "Actually, we don't have any deep hatred. There is no need to keep staring at me."
When saying this, Yue Feng was helpless.
Damn it, they both worked for Emperor Hou Yi, how could their principles of life be so different? Yang Jian was upright and upright, but Gong Gong was so narrow-minded.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Gonggong was too lazy to talk nonsense: "Hurry up and follow me!"
Saying that, Gonggong stretched out his jade hand and was about to catch Yue Feng.
"Erlang Zhenjun, Lord Gonggong!" At this moment, a loud shout came from not far away, and immediately after, a Beiying Palace Guard Captain came panting, with an expression that was both excited and complicated.
When they arrived, the guard captain cupped his hands towards Yang Jian and the two, and then said loudly: "We found the clue to the sudden death of the Descendant Emperor!"
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Hearing this, Yang Jian and Gonggong looked at each other, and they were both extremely excited.
The Descendant Emperor suddenly died suddenly, for unknown reasons, and now we have finally found a clue?
Yue Feng, who was on the side, felt a pain in his chest. It was over. He had made the Descendant Emperor crazy. This matter was perfect. How could anyone find out the clues?
