Excessive?

Qingge sneered disdainfully.

When Lan Wuxin wanted her heart, Mei Qingchen was just pretending to be hypocritical.

She was very grateful to Mei Qingchen for saving Ye Qingtian, but in this world, Mei Qingchen is the least qualified to point at her nose and curse too much.

The ground was cold and the snow was thick.

She looked at Lan Wu in a daze, and Lan Wu was crying loudly, as if she could not accept such a fact for a while.

Qingge laughed loudly.

Lan Wu has been in the blood clan for so many years, doesn’t she know Lan Wuxin’s personality?

Lan Wuxin has killed many people, and now she is accusing her of killing people.

She was lying on the ground in rags. Did Lan Wu never think about what caused all this?

Everyone was caring about Lan Wu. Qingge had a headache attack, and her body was curled up and she was in pain.

Lan Wuxin snatched a maid's whip and wanted to sweep it towards Qingge's body. A figure came from afar. Fenque grabbed the whip and looked at Lan Wuxin coldly.

He helped Qingge up and looked at Lan Wu helplessly, "Lan'er, I'll ask you, do you want to live? As long as you want, I will dig Ye Qingge's heart to you now."

Fenque looked at Lan Wu.

Lan Wu stopped sobbing and looked straight at Fenque.

She doesn't want to die, she still wants to grow old with A Chen, but...

Lan Wu's eyes stopped on Qingge, and the price of survival was a heart.

Lan Wu shook his head crazy, "No, I don't want it."

Fen Que breathed a sigh of relief. He was always afraid that following Lan Wuxin would force Lan Wu into a devil.

Fortunately, Lan Wu still has conscience and her pure kindness.

Fen Queheng picked up Qingge and turned around to leave. Lan Wuxin narrowed her eyes and said sternly: "Stop!"

Fenque stopped and looked back at Lan Wuxin, "Anyway, Ye Qingge can't escape death. Before he dies, put her here."

"What are you kidding? Come and surround him." Lan Wuxin shouted angrily.

Suddenly, all the people on Longfeng Mountain surrounded and suppressed the two of them.

Fenque looked down at Qingge who was dying and pursed his lips.

Just as they were about to take action, a gray figure came. The old man with frosty eyebrows and snow was wearing a gray robe, a hooked nose, gray eyes, and a hunched back, with his hands behind him. With the help of a young and beautiful maid, he slowly walked over.

"Old ancestor." Lan Wuxin frowned, with a very strange resentment in her eyes.

She stole the elixirs that her ancestor had practiced, and the ancestor asked her to bear nine sword wounds.

"Ye Qingge has arrived at Longfeng Mountain. The four-star palace master has put a ban on her. She can't escape. Quer'er meets her for a while, so let Quer'er accompany her for the last time." The ancestor said in a deep voice.

When the ancestor spoke, Lan reluctantly recalled the people who surrounded Qingge.

Fenque was wearing a cloak, his face hidden under the hat he was looking for, and he was wearing a pair of thin black leather gloves.

Fenque walked to the remote house on Longfeng Mountain with Qingge in his arms, put Qingge down, took out a few life-saving pills and fed them to Qingge.

The pill melted immediately after entering her mouth. After Qingge took the pill, she coughed violently. She covered her chest and turned to her side and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Qingge woke up and looked at Fenque.

"What transaction did you make with your ancestors?" Qingge asked.

"My life is not long, and my blood can allow my ancestors to break through the ranks." Fenque told the truth, "I told him that I only need to stay with you for a few days. Otherwise, if I take the poisonous blood pill, he will not be able to refine my blood."

Fenque sat on the ground with his back against the edge of the bed. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, smiled bitterly, and said, "This kind of blood is called the blood of the demon. The blood of the demon appears on Mei Qingchen, but the ancestors are reluctant to sacrifice Mei Qingchen."

Therefore, when Fenque was very young, he was caught in the blood clan.

It took the ancestor more than ten years to transition the blood of Burning Demon to Burning Demon.

People with the blood of the Demon Burning Demon are very short and have poor physical condition. However, the blood of the Demon Burning Demon is a precious medicinal material.

"In the past ten years, my appearance and physique have changed, and I am infinitely close to Mei Qingchen. No, I have become another him, and even like him, I admire Lan Wu." Fenque sighed, "He lives in the sunshine, and all the pain and disasters are on me. I travel through the darkness and can't escape death. At most one month, I will die. Perhaps it is the last compassion, and my ancestors agree to let me get along with you."

Qingge looked at Fenque in complexity.

"Do you need me to do anything?" Fen Que asked.

Upon hearing this, Qingge was not polite at all, "Help me find some medicinal materials. After I make elixirs, you will send them to the owner of the alchemy palace and tell her that this elixir can save Mo Xie."

"Tell me the medicinal materials you need, I will prepare it for you. Can you refine the Demon Burning Pill?" Fenque asked again.

"What does the Demon Burning Pill mean?" Qingge suddenly got up, his eyes sharp and impatient, "Do you want to refine the blood for me? I don't need it."

"The ancestor will not let me go. Instead of refining it for him, it would be better to help you." Fen Que grabbed Qingge's hand and was quite excited. "The four-star palace master is a great spirit master, you are a five-sword spirit master. As long as you refine my blood, you can break through to the six swords and be closer to the great spirit master."

"No!" Qingge frowned and shook Fen Que off, "The Six Swords still can't resist the Great Spirit Master, I don't want your blood."

Fenque was stunned and then smiled bitterly, "Do you know, as soon as I think about my blood being swallowed by my ancestors, I feel very disgusting, especially disgusting, just treat it as helping me, okay?"

The nearly begging way of the fickleness.

He could not escape the clutches of his ancestors. He put his last hope on Qingge, hoping that she could survive and create a shocking miracle again.

Qingge's hands began to tremble, "You will die."

"Can you survive?" Fen Chui asked.

Qingge lowered his eyes and took a deep breath, "Okay, but I may not be able to do it, I may not be able to escape."

Fenque stared at Qingge for a long time, then smiled flamboyantly, "Is this still Ye Qingge I know? Is there anything you can't do?"

Qingge looked at him, completely stunned.

Yes, her wildness is gone, what is she afraid of?

Can a great spirit master defeat her?

No, it's definitely not.

Qingge walked to the table with stiff steps and wrote down all the medicinal materials needed.

Fenque took the stacked paper and looked at it, "It's true that they are all rare medicinal materials, but it's not difficult to get it. It will definitely be delivered to you tomorrow evening."

Fenque walked outward.

Qingge suddenly called him, "Fenque."
Chapter completed!