The spiritual power self-destructed, and after her body exploded, a layer of fire arose on her body, burning her entire body.
Feng Chuge didn't even look at it, "Let's go -"
Her expression was so cold that it made people feel distressed.
It seems that Feng Chuge's expression has never changed since the incident with Zilan.
Lu Zhu and Bi Luo looked at her like this, their hearts tightening.
After living together for six years, they already knew Feng Chuge thoroughly.
The more she behaves like this, the more uncomfortable she feels inside.
"Miss, what happened with Zilan was just an accident. We, Biluo, will always be with you." Luzhu clenched his fists, his eyes full of determination.
Bi Luo heard the sound and nodded.
After hearing this, Feng Chuge's expression remained unchanged, but he narrowed his eyes and looked ahead, "Well, let's go."
Rouduan jumped from the ground into Feng Chuge's arms. "Master, Rouduan will always be with you."
The corners of her lips raised a slight arc, she reached out and stroked the fur of the ball, and sighed after a long time...
The group of people continued to move forward, and in the blink of an eye, the sound of a carriage came from behind, followed immediately by a burst of sound. "Young Master...the same people we saw yesterday..."
Hearing this voice, Feng Chuge's steps faltered slightly.
Come to think of it... they had really been delayed here long enough, and this group of people actually caught up with them.
Just as Ling's voice disappeared, Lan Junqing jumped off the carriage from behind.
She looked at Feng Chuge with her eyes widened in surprise, "Sister Feng, it's really you! Oh, we are so destined!"
As Lan Junqing spoke, she ran forward, stretched out her hand, and took Feng Chuge's hand.
Suddenly, she frowned, "Sister Feng, why are your hands so cold?"
Lan Junqing's eyes narrowed into a line with a smile, and her delicate face was filled with countless warmth at this moment.
But...even so, Feng Chuge still avoided her without leaving any trace.
"Miss Lan."
"Sister Feng, don't call me Miss Lan. I'm so unfamiliar. Just call me Jun Qing!" Lan Junqing's voice was a bit sharp, but it didn't sound uncomfortable.
The corners of Feng Chuge's lips curled up slightly, without comment.
But...this title...
Sister Feng? Sister Feng?
Do you want this??
Before Feng Chuge could say anything else, Lan Junqing's voice sounded again, "Sister Feng, would you like to come with us this time? I think your face is frighteningly pale. Are you sick?" Since just now, Lan has been
Jun Qing noticed that Feng Chuge looked bad.
In this short period of time, Feng Chuge's spiritual power was greatly depleted in two consecutive battles, and because of this, his face turned slightly pale.
After Lan Junqing finished speaking, she walked straight to the first carriage, "Brother, let's go together! Sister Feng looks bad..."
The sedan curtain was opened again, revealing that monster-like face.
Lan Junao glanced at Feng Chuge.
When he saw the blood stains on Feng Chuge's lavender skirt, he frowned slightly.
Although Lan Junao has limited legs and feet, his senses are particularly keen.
As early as just now, he had already noticed the smell of blood on Feng Chuge's body.
And this smell of blood matched the smell of the black corpses they encountered when they came.
Looking at Feng Chuge again, his eyes were a little deeper.
At that glance yesterday, he knew that this woman was not simple...