Fast Travel: Blackened villains always want to monopolize me

Chapter 128

Yan Chu was worried and was about to pull her up.

Suddenly, there was a murderous look behind him.

He was startled, and it was too late to escape, just because they were still falling down.

Feng Tingyu's eyes sank, and he violently pulled him close to him, and rolled him around in a circle, exposing his back to the hidden weapon.

"laugh!!"

It was the sound of weapons piercing flesh.

However, it is not the wind listening to the rain, but...

wind pansy.

"Ah Jin!!!"

It was Fengchun's painful cry.

Feng Tingyu stood up suddenly, and pulled Yan Chu up by the way.

The two of them turned around together, and they saw not far away, under the moonlight, Feng Jin looked at them with a smile, and her body had already been pierced by a hidden weapon.

Blood flowed down from the corner of the mouth and abdomen at the same time.

Under the moonlight, with her appearance like this, there is a kind of desolate extreme beauty, which is a kind of beauty completely different from the usual glamorous beauty.

It's just that at this moment, her beauty is so glaring in the eyes of everyone, it makes people feel uncomfortable.

"puff!!"

Feng Jin suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably, and slowly fell backwards.

... That hidden weapon is poisonous!

Feng Tingyu and Yan Chu's expressions changed at the same time, and they quickly jumped over to catch Feng Jin before she fell down.

At the same time, Feng Chun also moved over in an instant, and three people surrounded her.

Feng Tingyu got up suddenly, and glanced at everyone present, "I will leave Hong Zhoulin to the Patriarchs, I hope you can make the best treatment."

The word "best" was bitten a little bit harder, and everyone nodded to express their understanding.

As for the one who suddenly threw a hidden weapon at the last moment...

When all the patriarchs revealed their identities to kill Hong Zhoulin's real servants, one of them was not completely killed, and he had been lying there pretending to be dead to recuperate, and in the end he delivered such a fatal blow with all his strength.

Feng Tingyu's voice was extremely cold, "This person, please send someone to watch over him temporarily, don't let him commit suicide, someone from our side will come to take her later, don't forget, he is assassinating me The murderer of the Pavilion Master of Fengyu Pavilion must be dealt with by ourselves!"

One of the patriarchs hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, Miss Feng, leave this place to us."

Feng Tingyu pushed Yan Chu and Feng Chun away, hugged Feng Jin horizontally, performed lightness kung fu and flew up, and disappeared after a while.

Yan Chu and Feng Chun naturally followed closely behind.

Wind Inn.

This is one of the industries of Fengyu Pavilion.

Tianzihao room on the second floor.

Feng Jin was lying on the bed covered in blood, her breathing was weak, her lips were bruised, as if she could die at any moment.

Feng Tingyu sat on the edge of the bed, first put a pill into her mouth, and then took her hand to directly send internal force.

However, Feng Jin shook her head vigorously, her tone was weak and powerless, she was totally different from the usual glamorous, generous and dramatic pavilion master.

"No……"

No one can cure this poison.

She knew her current situation, and even more what poison she was suffering from.

"No...quick, stop, get off!"

One word at a time, very hard.

Feng Tingyu ignored her, but kept channeling his internal energy.

Feng Jin is in a hurry, Ah Yu can no longer channel her internal energy, otherwise she will die of poison herself!

Thinking about it, she tried her best to forcibly interrupt her transportation.

"master!!"

"master!"

"Feng Jin!"

The first two are from Feng Tingyu and Yan Chu respectively, and the latter sentence is from Feng Chun.

The three of them stood side by side in front of her couch.

Seeing their appearance, Feng Jin coughed a few times while covering her heart in pain, and then slowly revealed a smile.

Obviously very reluctant, but very real and beautiful.

... the beauty of epiphyllum.

(End of this chapter)