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"Lord Huokui, you went too far. You actually left Ximo outside alone!" A young voice was full of anger, and then an inexplicable flying object flew straight towards Huokui, who was stunned at the door.
"Conch, do you think this thing can plot against me? You're just kidding me!" With a flash of his figure, Huo Kuai easily dodged the attack of the flying objects.
However, there was a muffled groan from behind, and it was a bit familiar. Huo Kuai stiffened his body and turned around slowly, and was shocked that his whole face turned pale.
"Dragon, Dragon King~" He shook his feet and knelt down on the ground.
Oh my God, it hit the Dragon King!
Feng Teng rubbed his forehead and glanced at Huo Kui,
"Get up~"
"I don't dare!" How dare Huo Kui get up.
Hearing the voices at the door, Conch ran over and saw that Mr. Dragon King had a swelling on his forehead. He was so frightened that his legs weakened and he knelt down.
Seeing this, Xi Mo hurriedly went to help the conch.
"Why are you kneeling down? Get up, get up!"
The conch shook its head violently, lowering its head and not daring to move.
Xi Mo looked at Feng Teng, helped Conch appeal and explained:
"Brother, the conch didn't mean it. If you want to blame it, you have to blame him. If he didn't avoid it, he wouldn't have hit you!"
"Yes, it's my subordinates who are to blame. If my subordinates hadn't avoided it, they wouldn't have hit the Dragon King!" After hearing what Xi Mo said, Huo Kui simply admitted it and took all the blame on himself.
He's thick-skinned and thick-skinned, so it doesn't matter if he takes a few more lessons, but the conch is still small and can't bear it.
Xi Mo just said it casually, never expecting that Huo Kui would act like a big man at critical moments, and he also knew how to protect the weak.
"I don't blame you, everyone, get up!" Feng Teng saw the excitement in the courtyard just now. If Fusang was here, it would definitely be more lively.
Feng Teng could remember that the recruitment of medical team members was held here. Although the Yaoshan Yaohai was noisy, it was also extremely lively. The most important thing was that Fusang was happy and never lost his smile.
"Ah~Help, help, help~" Just when everyone was blocking the entrance to the courtyard, shrill calls for help suddenly came from the Fusang House.
Feng Tenglong's eyes tightened and his figure flashed.
"What happened, what happened?" Huo Kui looked up when he reacted, and there was no one there anymore. The two girls, Conch and Xi Mo, had run away hand in hand.
Feng Teng pushed open the door and walked in, and found Fusang sitting on the ground in horror, her sleeves were cut, and blood was pouring from her arms. When she saw Feng Teng, tears fell immediately.
But Feng Teng stopped and touched his arm. He didn't feel any pain. His head buzzed. How could he forget such an important thing?
The blood contract has not yet been terminated, and Feng Teng and Fusang are still one entity. If Fusang is injured, it will be aggravated a hundred times on Feng Teng. But now, the wound on Fusang's arm is not shallow, but Feng Teng has not.
Half silk reaction.
"What's wrong?" Although Feng Teng has confirmed that the woman in front of her is not Fusang, but who she is, why she appears here, and why she always thinks she is Fusang, there are still many mysteries that have not been solved.
Feng Teng helped Fusang up from the ground. No matter how Fusang approached Feng Teng, he avoided it without leaving a trace. He pulled away slightly and helped Fusang to the bed.
"Conch, come and take a look. Wangyou, Hemerocallis, you two come and take care of it!" After Feng Teng finished his instructions, he stepped aside.
Su Zhu was away, so of course Conch came. But Conch always followed Su Zhu and rarely did anything by herself. Now she was asked to bandage the wound of the Dragon King's woman in front of the Dragon King. She was trembling a little.
Seeing this, Xi Mo walked up and helped Conch. He smiled gratefully at Xi Mo, and Conch quickly treated Fusang's wound.
Huo Kui, who came in last, saw the two girls looking very serious. But Feng Teng's eyes were not on Fusang.
Fusang's tears were like dropped pearls, falling continuously.
Wangyou and Hemerocallis were almost frightened to death when they looked at it, so they could only comfort them softly:
"Miss Hai, it's okay, just bandage it and it'll be fine!"
"Sister, the wound isn't deep, it's just a scratch. It's okay!" Conch also comforted her.
From the corner of his eye, Xi Mo accidentally glanced at the wooden board at the head of the bed. There were several thin, sharp, awl-shaped pieces of wood used for decoration. There were still some blood stains on them. He pointed at them and asked casually:
"Sister, how did you get injured when you hit that place?"
This Fuso must have been resting just now, and there was no sign of anyone else coming in the room, and there was no sign of a fight. It seemed that Fuso had bumped into it himself.
Feng Teng followed the direction pointed by Xi Mo and also found blood stains.
"I, I had a nightmare, and then I woke up from a fright. In the panic, my arm was scratched there!" Fusang said with a trembling voice in shock. He looked straight at Feng Teng with his eyes, but he was a little confused.
, why doesn’t Feng Teng take care of himself personally?
"Sister, what nightmare did you have?" Xi Mo asked curiously.
Maybe others can't feel it, but Xi Mo, who is so close, can smell a strange odor from Fusang. It seems that something is festering, but it is forcibly filled with other things.
Trying to cover up that layer of ulceration.
I hadn't noticed it in the yard before, but with the wound, the odor seemed to slowly seep out through the blood and fill the air.
Could this be a rotten corpse? Thinking of this possibility, Xi Mo's palms became slightly sweaty. Who could be so cruel to do such a thing to a girl?
"Miss Hai, it's just a nightmare. It's okay. I'll give you a cup of tea to calm your panic." After saying that, Wangyou went out.
Fusang didn't think so. The repeated dream was exactly the same as yesterday's dream. The woman who screamed miserably kept crying and crying, but still no one reached out to her to help her.
"Dragon King, this subordinate has something to say." Huo Kui looked a little anxious.
In the Dragon Palace, although Huo Kuai is sometimes cynical, everyone knows that Huo Kuai's nose is more sensitive than that of Roaring Sky Dog, especially for some evil spirits who have a disgusting stench on their bodies but try their best to hide it.
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Feng Teng glanced at the uneasy Huo Kui and stepped out.
"Say." Feng Teng didn't stop until he reached the courtyard.
"Dragon King, Miss Hai has the aura of an evil spirit on her body!" Huo Kui's eyes gradually turned red.
Once he encounters an evil spirit, Huo Kuai will have a strange reaction.
"That's not an evil spirit, that's a rotting corpse!" Xi Mo's clear voice rang out.
Feng Teng and Huo Kui turned around in surprise at the same time, looking a little shocked.
"Oh, don't look at me like that! I've already told you that I'm a child prodigy~" In response to the two people's surprise, Ximo just waved his hands and grinned.
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