[Rebirth] Dry Wind Cibai

Bo Hanyan, who was persuaded, invited the three of them to go out in the afternoon, but they all thought that it would be unsafe to let Fengku go out at this time, so they politely rejected Bo Hanyan.

"It's not like I said, these days have been so hard, it's okay to go out and have fun..." Fang Kezhi chimed in.

"Heh..." Jun Wenqing sneered, she raised her eyes to stare at Fang Kezhi, and said, "Fang, you are so eager to let us go out to play, why do you want to take this opportunity to assassinate Fengku with your elder Xumi?" Bar!"

"Look at what you said, I know, our vertical and horizontal faction is wrong about this matter, but Miss Qing, don't be too sensitive, I just want to..."

Fang Kezhi explained.

Fang Kezhi is cheerful, even if Jun Wenqing's attitude is not good, he is not angry.

"Heh..." Jun Wenqing sneered and didn't answer.

Seeing this, Fang Kezhi stopped talking, and the scene became awkward for a while.

Bai Ci returned to Feng Ku's room to take care of Feng Ku, and Jun Wenqing also continued to give Feng Ku the needle.

Only then can we know that it is naturally impossible for Fengku to wake up, so how could he give up such a good opportunity to provoke the Zongheng faction and Jiuqingtian.

But... the people around Feng Ku watched too closely, so he knew that he failed to use Bai Hanyan to transfer him away.

Fang Kezhi thought to himself: It seems that people still need to cooperate!

After returning to the room, Fang Kezhi set up a barrier and took out a mirror from his arms.

With a flip of the hand, black devilish energy entered the mirror, and the mirror rippled like ripples. After a while, a mysterious man in blue clothes, covering his head and face, appeared in the mirror.

"What's the matter?" No male or female voice could be heard coming from the mirror, and the man in blue stared at him indifferently.

"My lord, now that Fengku is injured and comatose, the Zongheng faction and Mieqing Jiuchongtian are bound to break apart, but..." Fang Kezhi respectfully and respectfully told the man in blue about what happened recently.

"I already knew about this matter, but I didn't expect that Master Sumi didn't beat Feng Ku to death! As long as Feng Ku is dead, there will be no possibility of cooperation between the Zongheng faction and Mieqing Jiuchongtian. It's a pity." The voice of the man in blue , revealing deep regret.

"Next..." Fang Kezhi asked tentatively.

"Fang Kezhi, don't forget your duty, delivering useful information is your most important thing right now!" The man in blue gave Fang Kezhi a meaningful look and said coldly.

After being glanced at by the man in blue, only then did he know that cold sweat was arousing behind his back. He quickly knelt down on the ground, his voice trembling: "My lord... I know my mistake..."

The man in blue looked in the mirror, only knowing that he was trembling all over, he hummed coldly in his heart, and with a big wave of his hand, covered the mirror.

In the dimly lit room, what conspiracy is brewing...

It's only been a day, and now it's happening again.

When the City Lord's Mansion came to ask Jun Wenqing, Jun Wenqing was in a daze.

"Aren't you my little sister's family? Why..." Looking at the guy in front of him, Jun Wenqing was a little speechless.

The person in front of me, please ask Jun Wenqing to go to the city lord's mansion for a talk, is clearly the person who has been following Qingfeng these few days.

"So the little sister is..." Jun Wenqing really didn't expect that cute little sister to be the daughter of the city lord.

"Fengku's luck...it's incredible..." Jun Wenqing murmured.

"Please, Miss Qing." The dark guard didn't say much.

Although I don't know why Qingfeng Mingyue invited her, but obviously, with the attitude of the hidden guard, Jun Wenqing obviously has no right to refuse.

"Wait, I'm coming too." Bo Hanyan was worried, he stepped forward, stared at the hidden guard, and said.

"Why are you following?" Jun Wenqing was a little strange: "I was invited, not you..."

"It's okay." The dark guard answered Bo Hanyan sternly, but stopped Jun Wenqing's unfinished words.

"Ask for love...Girl, although my cultivation level is not high, it is more than enough to protect you. If you go alone, what if something happens to you, what will you do?" Bo Hanyan smiled brightly after hearing this, Explain to Jun Wenqing.

"That's right..." Jun Wenqing touched her chin, thought for a few seconds, and said.

Following the dark guards into the carriage, after a short drive, Jun Wenqing and Bai Hanyan arrived at the City Lord's Mansion.

Outside the tall and luxurious city lord's mansion, Uncle Liu, the butler with gray temples, and his servants waited for a long time.

Seeing Bo Hanyan and Jun Wenqing approaching, Uncle Liu hurriedly went up to greet him, saying: "You two distinguished guests, I'm sorry to welcome you from afar, and to be disrespectful and disrespectful."

"It's okay, it's your luck to be invited by the city lord. I didn't know that the city lord called for Wenqing to come, but do you have something to order?" Jun Wenqing smiled decently, and asked Uncle Liu straight to the point.

Uncle Liu welcomed Jun Wenqing and the two into the mansion, and said as he walked, "I don't dare to obey the order, but my young master is critically ill, and I have to disturb Miss Wenqing, please forgive me."

Junwen Qingguan Uncle Liu looked worried, but he never thought that the source of this sadness was actually that cute little doll.

"Little sister... I mean how is the Young City Master?" Jun Wenqing was eager to know what happened to Qingfengle.

After all, the breeze is of great help to the treatment of wind dryness, it can be said that it has greatly relieved Jun Wenqing's urgent need, and gave Jun Wenqing a chance to think carefully about the treatment method.

Uncle Liu sighed, and the sadness on his face became more intense. Just as he had led the two of them outside the courtyard where the breeze had cleared, Uncle Liu said: "I would like to ask the love girl to check it out for herself, other slaves can't say more."

Jun Wenqing nodded in understanding, so she said no more, she followed Uncle Liu into the courtyard to the main hall, Uncle Liu knocked lightly on the door, and said in a low voice: "Master, the old servant has invited you here."

Afterwards, the door opened automatically, Uncle Liu invited the two of them in, Jun Wenqing nodded to Uncle Liu, and stepped into the room.

This is a bright and simple room. Two pots of lush green bamboos are placed at the entrance, which is very aura. There are not many furnishings in the room, but everything is exquisite.

In the inner room, Qingfeng Mingyue with a haggard face saw Jun Wenqing walk in and got up to greet her.

"Qingfengmingyue hastily invited the two of you here because the situation is critical, please don't take offense." Qingfengmingyue cupped her hands to the two of them and said.

Jun Wenqing shook her head, she walked around Qingfengmingyue to the bedside, and what she saw was Qingfeng with a sallow complexion and sweat on his forehead.

"This..." Jun Wenqing raised her eyes and stared at Qingfengmingyue, "Yesterday was fine, why did little sister become like this overnight?"

Qingfeng Mingyue didn't care about Jun Wenqing's rude questioning, he sighed, and said: "This morning, the servant girl came to call, but she couldn't wake up even if she didn't think about it, and a lot of spiritual energy in her body disappeared."

"When I searched the items in the room, I found the poison of the magic vine in the drinking teacup. This poison can only be cured by Xuanyi Gu. Please take care of it. For the sake of helping Feng Shao God, save it. It's over." Qingfeng Mingyue said.

"Afterwards, there must be a big thank you in Xingchenyu." Qingfeng Mingyue easily promised a heavy reward, and her eyes were fixed on Qingfeng.

Jun Wenqing didn't answer, she took Qingfeng's pulse carefully, her expression became more and more strange.

"Qingqing, what's the matter, little guy..." Bai Hanyan asked when he saw Jun Wenqing's expression was wrong.

"It's not the poison of the demon vine," Jun Wenqing stood up and said to Qingfeng Mingyue, putting Qingfeng's hand back on the bedding, "Or, if you have a heart, I want everyone to think it's the poison of the demon vine."

"This..." Qingfeng Mingyue is not stupid, hearing what Jun Wenqing said, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind.

Originally, Qingfeng Mingyue thought that the remnants of the demon world were to prevent him from getting rid of Fengku and cure Fengku. The relationship between the Zongheng faction and Mieqing Jiuchongtian might be eased because of this.

Now, Qingfeng Mingyue doesn't feel that way anymore, he narrowed his eyes, and a hint of venomousness flashed in his eyes: No matter who it is, since the hands are stretched, he doesn't mind chopping off the long claws!

Looking at Jun Wenqing again, Qingfeng Mingyue was a little happy: "Then Miss Wenqing, have you been diagnosed and treated immediately?"

Jun Wenqing shook his head and said, "Although the main body of Shaocheng does not have the poison of the demonic vine, but..."

Before Jun Wenqing could finish speaking, Bo Hanyan interrupted casually, "Eh? Why does the little guy have a spirit-absorbing formation?"

"Spirit-absorbing formation?" After hearing this, Qingfeng Mingyue pulled Bo Hanyan back, suppressing the anger in his eyes, and he tried his best to calm down the raging waves in his heart.

"Young hero, did you read it wrong? Is there really a spirit-absorbing formation?" Qingfeng Mingyue tried to maintain her demeanor, but the veins in her hands hidden in her sleeves bulged.

"That's right, I entered the world with my master before I left my teacher, and the little baby does have a spirit-absorbing array." Bo Hanyan vowed.

After listening to Jun Wenqing, he was confused, but he was too embarrassed to ask.

Seeing Jun Wenqing seemed puzzled, Bo Hanyan thought it was cute, he tried to tighten his facial expression, and explained: "The so-called spirit absorption array, in short, is a kind of sorcery, the victim's spirit will be absorbed by the caster. Take it away quietly, I don’t need to talk about the importance of the spirit!”

"The caster can control the spirit of the victim, and even the body of the victim, which is considered a forbidden technique!" Bai Hanyan said.

"Isn't that very similar to spirit possession?" Jun Wenqing blinked and said.

"Spiritual possession?" Now it was Bai Hanyan's turn to be dumbfounded. He had never heard of this name before. He wanted to ask more details, but he heard Jun Wenqing say it again.

"Then, let's untie the spirit-absorbing array first! Bo Hanyan, can you untie it?" Jun Wenqing asked.

Bo Hanyan nodded, and he said to Qingfeng Mingyue: "City Master, although I can untie the spirit-absorbing formation immediately, but before that, I must first find the little baby's spirit, otherwise even if I untie the formation, the little baby If you lack a spirit, you can only be a fool."

"I know, how should we find the spirit that is amazing? We don't even know who the caster is..." Qingfeng Mingyue sighed. If the person behind it has the heart, I'm afraid...he needs to make plans early just work.

Bo Hanyan tousled her hair and said with a smile, "Let's see mine!"

After finishing speaking, Bo Hanyan clasped his hands together, flipped his fingers quickly, and pressed Qingfeng's body fiercely, and the ink-colored formation on Qingfeng's body appeared.

Jun Wenqing covered her mouth and did not dare to speak loudly, for fear of accidentally disturbing Bo Hanyan and causing Bo Hanyan to fail.

Bo Hanyan let out a low cry, looked around, and absorbed the teacup on the table with one hand, muttering something in his mouth, and the ink-color formation was completely sucked into the teacup.

Putting the teacup upside down on the table, Bo Hanyan felt a little weak, but at the same time breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped his forehead and said, "Fortunately, I will temporarily transfer the formation in the little baby's body."

"Wait, I'll add another formation, so I can use this teacup to find the spirit of the little doll, and even capture the caster." Bo Hanyan panted slightly, showing a relaxed smile.

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The Qingming Festival has been too turbulent these days, sorry for the lack of updates (.﹏.*) I was wrong, and from today onwards, the daily three thousand will be restored, and we will strive for six thousand daily