"These people are not simple." Fuxi said simply: "They are well-trained. I suspect they are not ordinary people. They are probably from the army outside the holy territory."
"Army?!" Murong Feixue exclaimed, and then thought of a person she hadn't seen for a long time but heard from Mr. Murong: "They were sent by Bi Yan?!"
Fuxi frowned: "Bi Yan? The general's daughter? Impossible."
Shennong also said: "It can't be a general."
"Why?" Murong Feixue asked curiously, "Do you know the general?"
Shennong looked at Fuxi teasingly: "The general really wants to marry his daughter to Fuxi."
Murong Feixue heard this and looked straight at Fuxi: "Is that so?"
"Ahem, this..." Fuxi was a little embarrassed: "I'm not very familiar with General Bi." The implication was that General Bi had admitted that General Bi once wanted to marry Bi Yan to Fuxi.
Seeing that the two people were about to start bickering again, Shen Nong had to sadly remind these two people who always showed affection: "Anyway, let's see what's going on over there first."
Murong Feixue was not worried: "Murong Post once said that General Bi was involved in the Loli Pillar."
The concise and concise sentence made Fuxi and Shennong frown tightly: "But now..."
Donghuang self-destructed, Lu Chengxuan was dead, Loli Pillar in its early form was completely burned by the real fire of Samadhi, and even if the general came, it would be in vain.
With such skill, the sound of footsteps had grown closer and closer. When the three of them looked up, it turned out that the general was coming with a large group of soldiers and horses.
Bi Yan stood at the front of the army: "Murong Feixue! You should die!"
"Oh?" Murong Feixue glanced at Bi Yan disdainfully: "You sent out so many troops, does your father know?"
Bi Yan was shaken by Murong Feixue's question, and pretended to be calm and said: "Does my father know, and what does it matter to you?!"
"What does it have to do with me?" Murong Feixue calmly looked at Bi Yan's already somewhat flustered face: "The law stipulates that the deployment of an army of more than a thousand people must be reported to the military headquarters, and any deployment of troops above the Xuanjing level must be reported to the military headquarters.
Report three officers above the rank of captain. Bi Yan, how many people have you brought? How many masters above the Xuan realm have you brought?"
Ning Qingqing's uncle Ning Bo was also in the army. Hearing this sentence, he shouted loudly: "Can this kind of thing be revealed to you?!"
"Vice President Ning?" Murong Feixue looked at Ning Bo with a cold face: "It seems that you are no longer the Vice President."
This sentence stung Ning Bo's pain. Because he spared no effort to help Ning Qingqing deal with Murong Feixue, Qingyun Academy had already dismissed him! He now had a lot of time to go to and from the General's Mansion, and was killed by Murong
Feixue said something directly, and Ning Bo's face turned green and red.
Murong Feixue did not let Bi Yan go just because of Ning Bo's interruption, but pressed forward step by step: "Bi Yan, tell me, how many people have you stayed?"
Bi Yan was frightened by Murong Feixue's question and stammered: "What does it have to do with you! Murong Feixue, don't think you can escape disaster by stalling for time! I want you to die today."
here!"
Murong Feixue sneered: "Do I need to hide? Bi Yan, you take yourself too seriously."
As he spoke, Murong Feixue touched the ground lightly with his toes, jumped into the air, and poured spiritual power into the Xuanyuan Sword. The simple Xuanyuan Sword body gradually shone with golden light! In just a moment, Murong Feixue's body seemed to be plated.
As if covered with a layer of silvery-white light, all the masters of the Qianxuan Realm brought by Bi Yan faintly felt the pressure. Among the soldiers who had not yet reached the Xuanxuan Realm, some could not withstand the pressure. Their legs went weak and they knelt down.
On the ground!
Murong Feixue's originally pretty little face was calm at this moment, and the two charming colors were gone, adding a bit of peace and fairy aura, making everyone present feel that they had seen Xuannv who had come from nine days ago - except for Bi Yan
.
Bi Yan always thought that she was a beauty, but Murong Feixue's beauty was even greater at the moment, dwarfing her. How could Bi Yan be happy?!
"What are you doing standing still!" Bi Yan shouted angrily: "Fuck them all! Kill Murong Feixue!"
One of the lieutenants brought by Bi Yan whispered to Bi Yan: "Miss, those who can exude such pressure are probably at least earth-level masters. We..."
"Trash!" Bi Yan raised his hand and whipped the deputy general! Then he pointed the whip at Murong Feixue: "Let me see clearly! She is a female demon meow! She is a student of Qingyun Academy! Tell me what class she has
?!"
The deputy general was whipped by Bi Yan. Although he was not seriously injured, he was slapped in the face. He had fought through many battles, but he was whipped by a yellow-haired girl who had not even reached the Xuan realm?!
The general and deputy general didn't say anything to Bi Yan, but they held their breath in their stomachs.
After Murong Feixue released his powerful coercion, he did not stop, but used his inner power to transmit the message in mid-air: "I don't want to know what excuse Bi Yan used to let you come today. As long as you leave now, I will
Don’t care.”
As soon as these words came out, many ordinary soldiers on Bi Yan's side whispered and wanted to leave.
"Are you leaving or not?"
"The eldest lady is here, I'm afraid..."
"Afraid? That's a succubus! You can make people retreat just by coercion. How do you fight?"
"But now that I have run away, I still have to carry the military stick when I go back."
"What are Erhu thinking! If you don't run away, you will die now!"
……………………
Bi Yan saw some people actually retreating quietly after wandering back and forth! Bi Yan's anger surged, and he whipped an ordinary soldier who was running at the back in front of him, and killed the soldier with a whip!
This whip made the adjutant who was already unhappy with Bi Yan suddenly explode! The adjutant took out the dagger he carried and stabbed Bi Yan hard in the back!
Bi Yan's eyes widened, as if he didn't know what happened, and he slowly turned his head to look at the adjutant: "You..."
When Murong Feixue didn't take any action, Bi Yan was actually killed by the lieutenant she brought?! Fuxi and Shennong looked at each other in surprise and understanding, it was their own fault, and they were indeed destined to die.
"Vice-general, deputy-general, you..." A young soldier called the deputy-general softly.
The lieutenant general looked at the dagger in his hand, pain flashed in his eyes, and then the pain gradually turned into determination: "I brought these soldiers out with my own hands. It is impossible for me to watch you die in such a ridiculous place after escaping from the battlefield.
!”
Murong Feixue slowly fell from the sky and looked at the deputy general worriedly. Upon seeing this, Fuxi walked to the deputy general and said calmly: "Don't worry, I will help you talk to Old Man Bi, and nothing will happen to you."
Shennong whispered to Murong Feixue from the side: "Feixue, don't worry, Fuxi saved General Bi's life. And Bi Yan is a daughter in General Bi's mansion. Even if you dote on a little, you can't do it for a daughter."
Offending Fuxi also chilled the hearts of his subordinates who followed him through life and death."
Murong Feixue was relieved and breathed out a long breath: "Finally, everything has been settled."
Walking to Fuxi and the deputy general, Murong Feixue said with a smile: "Fuxi, let's find a place to rest. So many things have happened in a row, it's really tiring."
Fuxi smiled and was about to agree, when out of the corner of his eye he saw a figure shooting at Murong Feixue at high speed! It was Ning Bo, who looked like he was going to die together! Everyone present ignored Ning Bo after Bi Yan died!
"Feixue!" Shennong, who was farther away, saw the figure clearly and shouted uncontrollably!
Murong Fei
For Fuxi, it was impossible to escape unscathed!
Just when Murong Feixue was ready, a white figure rushed from the side and blocked Murong Feixue's fatal blow!
The snow-white clothes, with this man's immortal temperament, originally complemented each other, but at this moment, the white clothes were stained with a large amount of blood red!
"Senior Brother!!!" Murong Feixue saw the face of the visitor clearly and shouted heartbreakingly! This person is Mo Zishang!!!
Murong Feixue quickly took Mo Zishang, aimed his right hand at Ning Bo's neck and slashed Ning Bo's neck, killing Ning Bo on the spot.
"Senior brother, senior brother!" Murong Feixue was helpless and covered the wound on Mo Zishang's chest. Mo Zishang was so seriously injured that he fainted.
Shen Nong stepped forward and felt Mo Zishang's pulse, frowning and said, "Ning Bo poured spiritual power into the dagger when he struck, and the wound was too deep."
Murong Feixue looked at Shennong anxiously: "How could it be! Shennong, you are a miracle doctor, right? Please save my senior brother!"
Shennong took out a few pills from his arms and put them into Mo Zishang's mouth. After Mo Zishang swallowed them, Shennong took out a golden needle and pricked several large points on Mo Zishang's body: "Feixue, I'm temporarily
Controlling a few of his major acupuncture points will keep him safe for a while, but now we have to put him in a safe place so that I can give him a thorough acupuncture treatment."
Fuxi thought for a moment and asked Shen Nong: "Shen Nong, how is your house in the Holy Land?"
Shennong immediately understood Fuxi's thoughts; "Now that Donghuang is dead and Lu Chengxuan has been burned, it should be very safe there."
The three of them carefully moved Mo Zishang to Shennong's house. While Shennong was doing it, he ordered: "The situation is urgent now. You listen to me. Fuxi, you go out to protect the Dharma. No one is allowed to disturb you for twelve hours."
."
Hearing this, Fuxi shook Murong Feixue's hand to comfort her, nodded and walked out of the house.
Murong Feixue asked anxiously: "What about me?"
Shennong pointed to the thousands of medicines in the pharmacy: "I'll give Mo Zishang an injection to prolong his life, and you help me find the medicine. The demon race has a natural advantage in identifying medicines. I tell you the name of the medicine, and you help me quickly."
I'll find them!"
Murong Feixue nodded: "Okay, what medicine do you want?"
Shennong took off Mo Zishang's clothes, revealing Mo Zishang's strong body. The golden needle in his hand kept moving on Mo Zishang's body, as if he had not thought about it: "Six liang of Amomum villosum, four liang of Gastrodia elata."
Money, Guangbai three or two cents..."
While Murong Feixue was searching for the medicinal materials that Shennong wanted among thousands of medicinal materials, she accurately measured out the dosage of the medicinal materials in her hands. Thick beads of sweat appeared on her head and she didn't even have time to wipe them away.
Time passed by, and Murong Feixue felt that she had almost searched for all the medicinal materials in Shennong's place. Finally, she heard Shennong say: "These are the medicines. Find a big wooden barrel and put the first four hundred
Put the sixty-three medicines in first, use internal force to heat the water, and then add the remaining medicines when the water boils."
After hearing this, Murong Feixue hurriedly followed Shennong's instructions.
But at this moment, Fuxi welcomed an unexpected person - Ning Qingqing.
"Fuxi, why are you here?" Ning Qingqing looked at Fuxi with a flushed face.
Fuxi looked at Ning Qingqing impatiently, but had to be wary: "What are you doing here?"
Ning Qingqing took out a medicine glowing with purple light from her pocket: "This is the Condensing Herb. Obasan asked me to deliver it."
"Obasan?" Fuxi looked at the suspicious looking Ningshencao in Ning Qingqing's hand and asked, "How did he know we would need this?"
Ning Qingqing looked shy - unfortunately her face had the opposite effect - and said to Fuxi: "Fuxi, I don't know, Obasang may have sent Murong Feixue because he was his designated disciple.
Come."
Fuxi sneered in his heart, is it Ning Qingqing who has no brains, or is it the people behind Ning Qingqing who have no brains? Just after Mo Zishang's accident, they sent the healing holy medicine Condensing Herb, and also asked Ning Qingqing, who had always had a quarrel with Murong Feixue, to send it
?
"You can take it back first, I don't want it now." Fuxi rejected Ning Qingqing, then added: "I don't like stalking women."
When Ning Qingqing heard this, she said faster than a rabbit: "Then I'll leave."
Fuxi looked at Ning Qingqing's fat back, silently wary of possible accidents.
Ning Qingqing only took a few steps back when she heard a scream - "Ah!!!"
Fuxi remained motionless and used his soul to examine the direction where the screams came from. Sure enough, it was Ning Qingqing! Ning Qingqing's whole body was glowing with green. The Ningshen Grass that was in her hand just now had lost its purple color.
The light, like Ning Qingqing, presents a greenish light!
This is not the Condensing Grass! Fuxi was determined and took back his soul. Ning Qingqing was dead. It seemed that the other party didn't care about this chess piece at all. Donghuang and Lu Chengxuan were dead. Who was the person behind this?
In the room, Shennong and Murong Feixue stared nervously at Mo Zishang. Shennong had just inserted ninety-nine and eighty-one needles into Mo Zishang. If Mo Zishang was awake, these needles would be enough to kill him.
The pain caused him to break his usual calm demeanor, but now Mo Zishang could only have a pale face, and frowned tightly in a deep coma.
"Shen Nong, how is senior brother?" Murong Feixue asked nervously.
The expression on Shennong's face was solemn. He checked Mo Zishang's pulse again and said to Murong Feixue: "I'm only half sure. That's it. It was Fuxi who fed Mo Zishang the life-threatening elixir."
Half of it."
Murong Feixue had already passed the most nervous stage in her busy life. She took out some medicines that she had collected for many years from her tail and placed them in rows in front of Shennong: "Shen Nong, see if these are useful.
?”
Seeing row after row of medicine bottles appearing in front of him, Shennong stretched out his hand to stop Murong Feixue: "Feixue, please stop being busy. The life-saving medicines you have here are all sacred medicines of the demon clan. Mo Zishang is a human, even if he needs to use them
I also want to get rid of the demon part of the medicine first, but with his current condition, he won’t be able to handle it for me.”
Shennong's words made Murong Feixue calm down a little. Murong Feixue asked: "What's next?"
"The next step is up to you." Shennong looked at the big wooden barrel that Murong Feixue had prepared: "You have heated them all. In the next six hours, I will put Mo Zishang in this wooden barrel.
At the same time, I will keep giving you medicine to replenish your spiritual power. You have to keep the temperature of the water in the barrel constant. Fuxi can't do this. His way of practicing Taoism is too overbearing. Only your spiritual power that combines demon power and immortal power can do it.
Why, Feixue, think clearly."
This is a very difficult thing. It requires Murong Feixue to control the spiritual power to a terrifying and astonishing degree of accuracy. One point more or one point less may cause the water temperature to fluctuate. What consequences will be determined by whoever
I can't explain clearly. What Shennong did was tantamount to putting Mo Zishang's life in the hands of Murong Feixue.
"How is it, Feixue, do you have confidence?" Shennong asked.
Murong Feixue looked at Mo Zishang's sleepy face and nodded firmly: "I do."
"Okay, then I'll test the temperature. When I say it's OK, you can feel it and use your spiritual power according to this temperature." Shennong instructed.
"good."
Murong Feixue called on the spiritual power in her Dantian and began to transfer the spiritual power into the wooden basin. After a while, Shennong said: "Okay, this is the temperature."
Feeling the amount of spiritual power that had just been transferred, Murong Feixue concentrated on transferring the spiritual power into the wooden barrel according to this concentration of spiritual power. Shennong carefully picked up Mo Zishang who was unconscious on the bed, and gently placed him on the wooden barrel.
In the barrel, Mo Zishang frowned as soon as he came into contact with the dark medicinal bath in the barrel, but soon, he was biting his lower lip tightly in a coma, as if he was experiencing great pain.
Shennong was afraid that Mo Zishang's reaction would distract Murong Feixue, so he explained: "This is to rebuild the meridians in his body. The pain is inevitable, but after that, all the impurities in his body will be eliminated, which will also be of great benefit to his cultivation."
Advance."
Murong Feixue nodded, but did not say a word. He clenched his teeth and manipulated the flow of spiritual power from his fingertips. Judging from Murong Feixue's expression and the spiritual power he felt, he poured precious elixirs to Murong Feixue from time to time as if they were free of charge.
Feixue's mouth fell.
This process was not only painful for Mo Zishang, Murong Feixue almost regarded himself as a transfer station for the spiritual power and the wooden barrel in the elixir, constantly emptying out the spiritual power and replenishing it. There was spiritual power running in the meridians at any time, it was simply
It's like being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!
While the rescue work inside the house was proceeding against time, Fuxi was protecting the law outside the house and met an unexpected person!
"Obasan? Why is it you?!" Fuxi looked at the person in front of him in surprise.
Obasan said with a smile: "Why isn't it me? Emperor Fuxi is so good at pretending, I didn't even notice it."
Fuxi looked at Obasan coldly: "You're pretending well. I thought you were really going to take Feixue as your disciple."
Speaking of Murong Feixue, the smile on Obasan's face became a little colder, and then he asked: "Fuxi, when did you find out?"
"When?" Fuxi looked at Obasan's originally kind face, and his expression gradually became cold and severe: "Just now."
Obasan nodded after hearing this: "Let me tell you, no one in Qingyun Academy can see it for so many years. No matter how talented you are, you should not have such keen observation. It is indeed my carelessness.
Fuxi took out his sword and pointed it at Obasan: "Then we can now discuss what role you play in the process of refining the Loli Pillar."
Obasan smiled and brushed away Fuxi's sword: "Why is Emperor Fuxi still so hot-tempered? Now that I'm here, you should know better, right?"
"Really?" Fuxi's expression didn't change, and he didn't even move his fingers. He still pointed the edge of his sword at Obasan: "Are you the one who sent Lu Chengxuan to Donghuang?"
"Lu Chengxuan, that's a good boy." Obasan's face flashed with regret when he mentioned Lu Chengxuan: "I picked him up when he was seven years old and taught him carefully for more than 20 years. Although his talent was mediocre, he was determined to give up.
I practice longer than anyone else every day. It’s a pity..."
Fuxi sneered: "What a pity? Why didn't you feel it was a pity when you told him about Loli Zhu? Why didn't you feel it was a pity when you let him go to the sanctuary alone? You clearly know how long the process of accepting outsiders in the sanctuary is.
How can you not feel pity when things are scary? Obasan, why don’t you act like a cat crying like a mouse and pretending to be compassionate and say it’s a pity.”
"Hahaha..." Obasan laughed: "So, Emperor Fuxi knew about it in advance?"
"No." Fu Xi replied: "I have always been curious, how could Lu Chengxuan have the strength to detect the Loli Pillar refining method left in ancient books when his cultivation is so ordinary, until you were stupid enough to let Ning Qingqing come?
It was only after I sent the poison that I realized. Whether it’s Donghuang or Lu Chengxuan, they are all just pawns in your hands."
Obasan said disdainfully: "Do you really think I asked Ning Qingqing to deliver the poison?"
"Of course not." Fu Xi continued: "You just used Ning Qingqing's mouth to tell me who is behind this. Ning Qingqing and Feixue have always been at odds. If they didn't know it was poisonous, how could they be kind enough to send it here? But I didn't think of you.
It will kill Ning Qingqing."
Obasan nodded: "Since Nine-tailed Cat left Qingyun Academy, that idiot has repeatedly wanted to recommend himself as my disciple, which is really annoying."
Fuxi asked with a cold face: "Obasan, what do you want to do here now?"
Hearing Fu Xi's question, Obasan pointed to the room behind Fu Xi with a smile: "What are you doing, I want to come and do it."
Fuxi narrowed his eyes: "Do you think you can defeat me?"
"Of course not. I have heard of Emperor Fuxi's name no matter how much I study elixirs." Obasan's compliment was more sincere: "But I have a business that I want to discuss with Emperor Fuxi."
"what business?"
Obasan's right hand was groping in his sleeve, while his left hand was secretly preparing something else. After a while, Obasan took out a small, dusty bottle and handed it to Fuxi: "Emperor Fuxi, this is Wanghun
Dan.”
Fuxi frowned and looked at the small bottle in front of him: "Forgetting Soul Pill? What do you want?"
"I have spent more than ten years refining this Soul-Forgetting Pill. I can boast that even if Shen Nong personally refined it, it would not be able to achieve this effect." Obasan looked at this bottle of Soul-Forgetting Pill with fascination.
Of course Shen Nong could not achieve this effect! Fu Xi slandered that Shen Nong specialized in poisons. Even if Shen Nong saved people, he would fight poison with poison. What was the Soul-forgetting Pill? Could Shen Nong do it?
Obasan seemed to have heard Fu Xi's inner slander and said with a smile: "Of course Emperor Shennong has no intention of doing this. Fu Xi, this bottle of forgetting soul pill can make a person forget the most profound person in his heart. Who do you want to use it on?"
On your body?"
After Fuxi heard this, he frowned and looked at Obasan, wondering what he meant.
Seeing Fu Xi's appearance, Obasan kept up his efforts: "Emperor Fu Xi, it's impossible for you not to see that Mo Zishang has deep feelings for the Nine-tailed Cat, and the Nine-tailed Cat has no feelings for Mo Zishang. You are really not afraid.
?”
This hand is really sinister, Obasan wants Fuxi to drug Mo Zishang!
Fuxi looked at Obasan coldly: "No need, no matter what Feixue wants, you don't need such things to influence her!"
Obasan said with a smile: "Emperor Fuxi, don't be anxious, take a look at this first."
As he said that, Obasan took out a small iron plate that he had been preparing in his left hand. The iron plate was like a projector, and suddenly a light flashed on the ground. A simulated scene appeared in front of Fuxi's eyes.
, Mo Zishang and Murong Feixue appeared!
Tiepai released many scenes that Fuxi saw when Murong Feixue and Mo Zishang got along in the past. Mo Zishang accompanied Murong Feixue, Mo Zishang helped Murong Feixue solve his troubles, and Mo Zishang fought side by side with Murong Feixue.
…
The more he watched, Fuxi felt the sourness rising in his heart. Although he had seen these scenes in the past, it was still... so unpleasant to see them all at once!
After a quarter of an hour, Obasan watched Fuxi's expression change and advised: "Emperor Fuxi, even if you are confident, you should take precautions before it happens."
After hearing this, Fuxi thought for a moment. Just when Obasan felt that there was hope, Fuxi put away the sour look on his face and said to Obasan with a smile: "This matter-" Obasan waited expectantly.
Fuxi agreed, "——It's not your turn to ask!" After Fuxi said the last word, his face was as cold as thousand-year-old ice.
After finishing speaking, under Obasan's surprised gaze, Fuxi stabbed the seemingly empty door threshold with a sword! Following Fuxi's sword move, a scorpion-like spiritual pet gradually appeared. Fuxi raised his hand,
The scorpion has been broken into pieces.
Fuxi looked at Obasan, who was stunned and stunned, and raised his hand to cut off a silver wire on Obasan's left palm: "Obasan, what else can you do?"
Obasan opened his left hand wide and looked at the silver thread that was cut off in his palm with disbelief. The smile that had been hanging on his face turned vicious when Fuxi swung his sword: "Fuxi! How dare you break it?"
My medicinal veins?!"
"Medicine pulse?" Fuxi sneered and looked at the almost crazy Obasan in front of him: "You have been studying pharmacology in Qingyun Academy for many years, and you have developed this kind of thing? Use blood sacrifice to worship the devil?"
At this moment, Obasan's body gradually glowed green, and his muscles surged out of his clothes. From a distance, he looked like a miniature version of the Hulk! Fuxi saw the crazy killing intent in his eyes.
At that time, Obasan had become a demon!
"Fuxi!" Obasan shouted and rushed towards Fuxi crazily!
Fuxi blocked it with his backhand and struck Obasan with his sword, but it didn't leave even a single scratch on Obasan's body!
Obasan waved his hands unconsciously, desperately trying to break Fuxi's neck! How could Fuxi let him get close? After regretfully discovering that his sword seemed ineffective against Obasan, Fuxi turned around.
All the power was concentrated on the tip of the sword, and it stabbed Obasang one by one with the help of spiritual power.
Obasan, who was unconscious at this moment, had been controlled by the power of the devil, and his actions were without any plan! Fuxi used his sword tip and spiritual power to tie Obasan into a sieve. A quarter of an hour later, Obasan had fallen to the ground.
, there is no possibility of standing up anymore.
Fuxi blew on the sword, and the blood stained on the sword was blown away like cotton by Fuxi: "It's really boring, the big mastermind behind the scenes, it's like a joke to solve it. But..." Fuxi glanced behind the door, he
He could feel that Murong Feixue's spiritual power was constantly circulating. Playing with a bottle of Soul-forgetting Pill in his hand, Fuxi said impatiently: "You should really let Mo Zishang realize his interest and leave as soon as possible."
Murong Feixue and Shennong who were in the room were completely unaware that Fuxi had solved the big man behind the scenes who had been against them, but they couldn't care about it at the moment. Murong Feixue's clothes were soaked in cold sweat.
, his face becomes paler and paler, because the spiritual power needs to be the same. As we go to the back, the competition is not spiritual power, but willpower.
With extraordinary willpower, Murong Feixue gritted her teeth and drank bottle after bottle of elixir to replenish her spiritual power, keeping the temperature of Mo Zishang's medicinal bath constant. Shennong used golden needles to inject Mo Zishang into his body in the second half of the process.
The meaning of congestion is discharged.
When stabbed by an ordinary person's dagger, it would be a flesh wound at most, no matter how hideous the wound looked. But Ning Bo was different. He devoted all his spiritual power at this moment, and a large amount of Mo Zishang was forced into his wound.
Spiritual power that does not belong to oneself is the tricky part. If it were any other person, Shennong would not care about it, but Mo Zishang...
Shennong glanced at Murong Feixue's pale face, sighed and continued working hard.
Twelve hours, in normal times, is just a day, but for Murong Feixue, Fuxi and Shennong, these twelve hours are simply torture! Finally, Shennong said: "Okay, as long as Mo Zishang rests for another day
It will be fine." When Murong Feixue said, she collapsed beside the barrel.
Fuxi had already pricked up his ears and was waiting. As soon as Shennong opened his mouth, Fuxi rushed in the door, carefully helped Murong Feixue onto the bed, and glared at Mo Zishang fiercely.
Shennong looked at Fuxi, who was jealous because his girlfriend worked too hard for another man, and he wisely hid in a corner to weaken his sense of existence.
Murong Feixue slept until early the next morning and woke up. When her fingers moved slightly, Murong Feixue found someone beside her.
Someone?!
When Murong Feixue saw the familiar face, she realized that only such a familiar Fuxi could allow such a highly alert self to sleep here without any precautions.
Seeing Fuxi's sleeping face lying beside the bed, the mischievous little angel in Murong Feixue's heart jumped out, gently curling a small bunch of Fuxi's hair with her fingers, then left and right, left and right again,
Haha, a little braid appeared on Fuxi’s head!
Murong Feixue became more playful and was about to lift up another bunch of hair when she heard a pleasant male voice in her ear asking: "Is it fun?"
"It's fun!" Murong Feixue replied unconsciously. He suddenly thought of something and put down the head in his hand: "Hey, Fu, Fuxi, why did you wake up? Did you sleep well?"
Fuxi looked at Murong Feixue's embarrassed expression of being caught in a prank, and raised his eyebrows: "I slept well, but when I woke up early in the morning, it seemed like someone wanted to help me style my hair?"
Murong Feixue smiled awkwardly: "Haha, ha, yes, really? Is there one? Who is it?" Then Murong Feixue suddenly stood up and quickly changed the topic: "We got up so early, we should have something to eat.
I didn’t eat anything yesterday, I’m so hungry, Fuxi, go cook something to eat, hurry up~”
Fuxi held Murong Feixue's hand: "Who can you blame for not eating yesterday? You and Senior Brother Mo have such a good relationship..."
Upon hearing this, Murong Feixue knew that Fuxi's jealousy had been overturned again, and quickly comforted him: "Senior Brother Mo, he is just a senior brother! Fuxi, don't think too much."
Fuxi looked at Murong Feixue with an aggrieved look: "You worked so hard for him, but you don't even care about me anymore."
Murong Feixue quickly touched Fuxi's head: "Fuxi, you saw what happened to Senior Brother Mo yesterday. If I didn't do my best to save Senior Brother, I would never feel at ease in this life. Now that Senior Brother is well, you are
The most important person to me."
"I don't believe it!" Fuxi felt proud when he heard this, but his face still looked coquettish and arrogant.
"Then how do you believe it?" Murong Feixue held up his forehead. It was really big. How could Fuxi be so childish...but he was still quite cute! Murong Feixue didn't realize that his behavior was very similar to a word: lover's eye.
There is beauty inside.
Fuxi hugged Murong Feixue and said, "Let's go back and get married! Only by marrying you back can I feel more at ease."
Murong Feixue's ears turned red, and the temperature of her whole face increased by three degrees. This, this, this, Fuxi is proposing! Proposing!!!
"Don't you agree?" Fuxi's voice was filled with grievance: "I knew..."
"No, it's not." Murong Feixue stammered, "Okay, shouldn't you report your marriage to your parents? I, I haven't met your parents yet."
Fuxi held Murong Feixue's hand and took a peck, with a happy smile on his handsome face: "As long as you agree, none of that will be a problem. Feixue, will you marry me?"
will you marry me?
Murong Feixue's mind couldn't get around it at all now, her mind was filled with these words. She nodded in Fuxi's expectant eyes, her delicate little face was so red that it almost burned.
"Really?!" Although he was already sure of it, when he saw Murong Feixue nodding, Fuxi still set off fireworks happily!
Fuxi was so happy that he couldn't find the north. He kissed Murong Feixue's face several times, making Murong Feixue feel ashamed and happy. Finally, he couldn't help but kicked Fuxi: "Calm down!"
Fuxi said cheerfully: "Okay, okay, Feixue, are you hungry? I'll cook for you!"
After saying that, Fuxi became erratic and floated out of the bedroom~
Murong Feixue stood there, thinking in a daze, could this be considered marrying her off right away?
When Fuxi brought breakfast, he was still not very awake - he was smiling and watching Murong Feixue eating breakfast. He followed Murong Feixue to practice with a smile. When Fuxi smiled and imitated Murong Feixue's moves, he was suspected of stealing from his master.
At that moment, Murong Feixue finally couldn't help but get angry: "Fuxi! Change you back from your strange cat form!"
That's right, Murong Feixue has been busy since she recovered the ability of the nine-tailed cat. Finally, when she had time to transform back into her original cat form, she found that there was a (only?) silly humanoid cat creature on the side who was imitating her actions.
Move!
Fuxi reluctantly picked up his hand from his feet, turned his body, and a small gray bottle fell out of his pocket.
"What is this?" Murong Feixue picked up the bottle and looked at it curiously. Fuxi had collected all his things very carefully. How could he be so careless and just turn over and fall out?
