She took Feng Qiwu back to the room with her. They hadn't seen each other for a long time. She still had many things to say to her and many things she wanted to ask her.
The same goes for Feng Qiwu.
An Xici pulled Feng Qiwu to sit down, and then took out something from the blood jade bracelet. It was Yuye's bottle of vine of life, but the vine of life in the bottle was lifeless at the moment.
The image of withering, as if it could die at any time.
An Xijie looked at Feng Qiwu and said, "Sister Feng, I won't hide it from you. It has been some time since I noticed that my uncle's bottle of the Vine of Life has withered. It's just that I was trapped in the soul-breaking world at that time.
In the forest, there is no way to know any news about any of you, so we can only worry. The most urgent task now is to not only bring A Yan out, but also to find my uncle and the others as soon as possible."
Feng Qiwu stretched out her hand and touched the slightly cold bottle with her fingers. She looked a little stunned. After a long time, she said: "Xi'er, this is exactly what I want to tell you."
"Huh?" An Xiji looked at Feng Qiwu in surprise and said in disbelief: "Have you met my uncle?"
Feng Qiwu looked at An Xibi, then closed her eyes slightly, and an ice coffin suddenly appeared in the room.
And in the ice coffin, there was a person frozen in ice, it was Yu Ye who An Xici had been worried about.
An Xici almost rushed over and shouted a bit gaffefully: "Uncle——"
Feng Qiwu hurriedly helped her: "Xi'er, don't get excited yet. His life is not in danger for the time being. This is better."
How could An Xici not know Yuye's current situation? She felt her nose was sore and tears fell down uncontrollably.
Her little uncle is one of her closest relatives. He has always taken special care of her. In the nine years since A Yan left the Xi Dynasty, his little uncle has always been by her side and patiently comforted her.
He is a free and easy person who is not keen on power and only likes a free and happy life. However, he stayed in the Xi Dynasty for nine years and rarely left the capital for her. When she decided to come to Zhuyun Continent to look for Mo Yan, he was determined
Accompany.
How could she not know this affection?
No matter how rational she was, she knew that her uncle was actually better looking like this now, but seeing this scene, seeing her lifeless uncle, and looking at that face that looked like Xiao, how could she calm down?
Can you remain indifferent?
Feng Qiwu patted An Xici on the shoulder. How could she not understand what An Xici was feeling at this time?
At first, she collapsed, and it took her a long time to recover. Now that she thinks about it, it feels like it happened just yesterday, and it feels like a lifetime ago.
Feng Qiwu stayed with An Xishui quietly for a long time, until she finally calmed down, she handed her a handkerchief and asked her to wipe her tears.
An Xici was really feeling extremely uncomfortable, and even her voice was choked with sobs: "Sister Feng, can you tell me what happened?"
Feng Qiwu nodded: "That's exactly what I want to tell you, but it's a long story. You get up and wash your face first, and I'll tell you slowly."
"Yeah." An Xijian thought about everything she had experienced these days. Sister Feng and the others must have also experienced a lot.
Feng Qiwu put the ice coffin back into her space ring. With the warmth of space artifacts, it was more conducive to stabilizing Yuye's condition. Before she found a way to save him, she must try her best to keep him.