Chapter 2011 The Phoenix Clan: Allow You to Be Clothes and Food
Feng Jiuer's directness made Chen Hong feel helpless.
It's poison, she wants to try it too?
"Jianyi, do you really not remember us?"
Outside the camp, Zhao Yusheng's voice came.
"Forget it if you don't remember me. You don't even remember Jiu'er. Do you know how many nights she shed tears because of you?"
Fengjiang looked at Chen Hong in the camp for a moment and had no reaction at all to Zhao Yusheng's words.
Chen Hong looked at him and reached out to take the bottle: "Feng Jiu'er, if you dare to harm me..." "I want to kill you now!"
Feng Jiuer ruthlessly interrupted her.
Feng Jiang seemed to sense Feng Jiu'er's murderous intent, and immediately drew his sword and walked through the door quickly.
"Jianyi, she is Jiu'er."
Zhao Yusheng was so frightened that he also drew his sword and chased after him.
Feng Jiuer looked at Feng Jiang for a moment, not hiding, "You will regret it!"
"Jianyi, stop!"
When Feng Jiang's sword was about to go down, Chen Hong called out to him, "Get out first."
Her face was so ugly that she was afraid it would stain his eyes.
Fengjiang said nothing, took back his sword, turned around and walked away.
"How much do you want to eat?"
Chen Hong took the bottle and asked.
"See how much you can bear."
When Feng Jiuer turned around, there was a playful smile on her face, as if the heartache just now had never appeared.
"The more you eat, the faster you feel!"
Of course, she didn't feel bad either.
Jian Yi is still fine, the Third Emperor Brother is right in front of him, there is nothing to feel bad about.
Chen Hong hesitated again and again, unscrewed the bottle, and poured all the medicine inside into his mouth.
The pill melted in her mouth, leaving her no chance to regret.
In the blink of an eye, my heart throbbed.
"Feng Jiu'er, what on earth did you feed me?"
Chen Hong covered her heart and asked.
"You said it was poison, is there a problem?"
Feng Jiuer raised her lips and smiled, "Lie down, I will give you acupuncture now."
Chen Hong endured the pain and lay down.
I have taken all the medicine, and now I can only choose to believe.
"If you are willing to give up your martial arts and follow me, I will promise you fine clothing and food."
She was in so much pain that even the words she spoke were trembling.
Feng Jiuer didn't take her words seriously at all.
If she only wanted to have good food and clothing, and listened to Feng Qiongcang at that time, what would it be like to be a puppet emperor?
What Feng Jiuer is most worried about is whether Chen Hong is really capable of stopping the people from behind from attacking.
Three days is already a luxury for her.
Once Feng Jiuer starts treating, even if it is an enemy, he can concentrate on it.
Chen Hong's face is indeed difficult to treat, and she didn't lie.
After more than half an hour, Feng Jiuer stood up and started packing the needle bag.
"There are still two herbs missing. I'll go nearby to see if there are any."
Chen Hong was lying on the couch. Except for the scars that became darker, the rest of his face was as pale as paper.
"Feng Jiu'er, don't play any tricks unless you don't want to die!"
She didn't even have the strength to sit up. It was easy to imagine how much pain she had just endured.
"You can't get your face wet for the next two days."
Feng Jiuer left without saying a word.
"Jianyi, follow them."
Chen Hong really couldn't get up, so he could only tell Jian Yi to do something.
She had confidence in herself, but of course she didn't believe that Feng Jiu'er could still awaken Jian Yi.
No one is more trustworthy than the puppet he controls. Now, Chen Hong has a lot of confidence in Jian Yi.
But she didn't know that the person accompanying her these days was not Jian Yi at all, but the "dead" Feng Jiang.
An hour later, Chen Hong got through the effects of the medicine and regained a little strength.
"What are you talking about, they are eating roast chicken?"
This chapter has been completed!
