Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Three: An Awkward Encounter
"Success!"
When Dongfang Hun's voice resounded throughout the alchemy, the purple-black figure was the first to break through the door and rush in.
The lost phoenix eyes regained their charm at that moment. It had been too long since he had spoken. Nan Lingjue's voice was low and hoarse, but there was no concealed excitement in his words. "It's done?" He didn't dare.
I wonder if my ears are hearing hallucinations.
"Well, Jue succeeded!" Dongfanghun and Rongcheng looked at each other and smiled, and hit their good brother's chest with a friendly fist. Just before, Dongfanghun had imagined what would happen if he failed?
The answer is obvious. Everyone present did not want to see that situation, so he warned himself that he could not fail! Any time would do, but this time! He must succeed the first time!
He did it! He lived up to the expectations of his good brother.
After rolling his Adam's apple a few times, Nan Lingjue took the box handed over by Dongfang Hun, his fingers trembling slightly.
"Jue, according to the tip, Dugu Chi was also poisoned, but Feng Yue hasn't appeared yet." Rongcheng frowned and told the news from his subordinates.
The hand patting the good brother's arm was stunned, and Dongfang Hun answered, "What do you mean Feng Yue didn't show up? Isn't Feng Yue always by Dugu Chi's side?"
Nan Lingjue pulled away from the joy, put away the medicine box and looked solemn, "Dugu Chi still doesn't know that the person who poisoned is Feng Yue." In this way, things were out of their control.
According to their steps, they should start with Dugu Chi, and then borrow Dugu Chi's hand to get Feng Yue's blood.
"Jue, where are you going?!" Seeing Nan Lingjue turn around and walk out, Dongfang Hun had a bad feeling.
With his back to the two people from Dongfang Hunrong City, Nan Lingjue had an evil smile on his lips and said faintly: "Youlan Pavilion." This is where Dugu Chi and others temporarily live.
"Oh Jue..." Dongfang Hun was about to catch up but his wrist was grabbed. He turned his head and looked at Rong Cheng's paralyzed face in displeasure and said, "Let go."
"He can go alone." Rongcheng looked Dongfang Hun up and down, then shifted his gaze and lowered his voice, "It would be a burden if you go."
Dongfang Hun was immediately furious. He glared at Rongcheng, "What are you talking about? Why am I a burden if I go?"
Damn, dogs look down on people! Thanks to him for building up a little affection for this piece of wood in the past few days, now it is broken into pieces like dumpling fillings!
"Hey, you'd better go to sleep in this state." Dongfang Hun's spirit has been on high alert these days. Once he relaxes, his whole body will be like a deflated rubber ball, so what energy will he have left to go inside the enemy?
Besides, Nan Lingjue is going to meet his woman, don't you think it's an eyesore if you go along?
After saying that, Rongcheng pulled Dongfanghun by the collar and walked out of the alchemy. The two of them stayed there for three days and three nights, and their bodies were full of the smell of various medicines. For a person with a hygienic obsession, Rongcheng's tolerance level was about to explode.
Showed!
"Damn, you dead-faced guy, let me go, I will leave on my own!" Do you want to lead him away like this if someone sees his old face? Dongfang Hun went to break Rongcheng's hand with both hands, and found that this guy is not only unscrupulous.
The ghost is still a strong man!
His clothes were wrinkled!
Bastard! Can't you be gentler to him? Rude barbarian!
Rongcheng had a good temper and automatically blocked the punches, kicks and swear words from Dongfang Hun behind him, ignoring them all the way.
After receiving the probing and curious eyes of his subordinates, Dongfang Hun consciously shut up. His handsome face was like swallowing a smelly fly, not to mention how ugly it was. Looking at the back of Rongcheng's head, Dongfang Hun really wanted to punch him.
His wooden head!
But at this moment, all he could do was stare.
There was a smile on Rongcheng's lips. He seemed to have found a way to deal with Dongfang Soul, haha.
As dusk approached, Feng Wu woke up from her coma.
In the dim room, she could clearly hear her heartbeat and breathing. She supported her tired body and leaned against the bed. The smell of blood came from the tip of her nose. Feng Wu opened the quilt and her face flushed instantly. The damn aunt came to report.
Got it!
Why don't you come, but you come to join in the fun at this critical moment.
"Who!" Feng Wu's voice suddenly turned cold, and the expression on her face returned to a cold color. Her eyes as black as stars looked around with vigilance.
When the purple-ink figure appeared in the line of sight in the dim light of dusk, Feng Wu raised her hand uncertainly and rubbed her eyes. Her eyes suddenly became dry, which made her feel sore.
But a bright smile appeared on her face, and she opened her arms to welcome the man who walked in, the man she missed!
"Jue." The voice was soft again, mixed with deep longing and some unknown emotions.
Nan Lingjue hugged her thin body, rubbed Feng Wu's cheek with his stubbled chin, and breathed in her ear with a hoarse voice, "I'm coming."
"Yeah." She knew he would come, so she was never afraid.
Holding Nan Lingjue's face with both hands, and rubbing his sexy chin and stubble with her fingers, Feng Wu chuckled, "How come you are so decadent after not seeing you for a few days? But you are still handsome." She knew he was.
I'm not having a good day these days.
He should have rushed to find him, otherwise he would not have come to see him like this.
Nan Lingjue curled her lips and replied humorously, "I still have many sides. When I grow up, you can slowly appreciate the other sides of me." He was so focused on Feng Wu that he really didn't notice his image problem.
.
When he thought about it, could it be that Dongfang Hun's shout was to remind him? But it wasn't important anymore, because to him nothing was as important as the little woman in front of him.
Her well-being is everything!
Feng Wu pinched his face, and she was not ashamed. Is he so narcissistic?
"Hiss..." People really can't get carried away. Seeing Nan Lingjue, she was so excited that she forgot about the fact that her aunt was here. The aunt who was not left out was unhappy. In addition, because she hadn't eaten for several days, Feng Wu only felt that
My stomach, stomach, etc. are all making a revolution.
"What's wrong?" Nan Lingjue asked worriedly. His hand was held down by Feng Wu just as he was about to lift the quilt.
Feng Wu grinned, gritted her teeth, and said, "It's okay." Such a shameful thing must not be discovered, absolutely!
"Huh?" Nan Lingjue raised his eyebrows in confusion. There seemed to be a smell of blood in the air. Seeing Feng Wu pressing the quilt tightly, Nan Lingjue seemed to understand. He turned his head in embarrassment and his delicate facial features filled the air.
A layer of blush, "I..."
Damn it, if I had known he would have followed Hun to learn healing.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be so helpless at this moment, "What can I do?"
This was his first time doing this with a woman, so he was really inexperienced, but looking at Feng Wu's painful appearance, he just thought about what he could do to reduce her pain.
"I need a set of clean clothes, a damp cloth for women, and a cup of hot sugar water." Feng Wu finished in one breath, and after finishing speaking, she lowered her head close to the quilt, which was embarrassing.