Xin Niang, who was standing on the side, could guess the content of the letter just by looking at Feng Jue's disappointed expression, although she was very reluctant to teach her master to know that fact, she still had to persuade her master to be sober. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The situation was critical, Feng Yun didn't know what to secretly lay out in the court, and the Bing Li Sect was still chasing after them like a dog, and they couldn't be distracted anymore to find any white girls.

Xin Niang took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and said: "Master, my subordinates have found out that when the white girl left the gate of Qiongxian Garden that day, most of the pharmacies in that group were closed, and the subordinates had two conjectures about the white girl's whereabouts. ”

Feng Jue raised her eyelids, "You say." ”

"First, in order to buy medicine for her master, the white girl waited until the night market opened......"

Before Xin Niang finished speaking, she was interrupted by a gesture from Feng Jue, "But few pharmacies in the night market will open again." ”

Xin Niang nodded, "Ordinary people think so, but does the white girl know ......?"

Feng Jue's expression suddenly became subtle, the people of the Bingli Sect had seen Xiao Bai Porcelain before, could it be that she was robbed while waiting for the medicine shop to open? It is better not to be in this case, if this is the case, he does not know what the dead demon of the Bingli Sect will do in order to achieve his goal.

His brows were not relaxed because Xin Niang said a possible whereabouts of Yun Cining, and his heart was a mess.

Xin Niang bit her lip, "My subordinates remember, my master once said that the white girl is a strange doctor Nan Wuyi, since she has entered the Nan seniors' disciples......"

Before the words fell, an even more terrifying thought emerged in Feng Jue's heart-Xiao Bai Porcelain had studied medicine, so he must still know some of the most basic herbs. She is stupid and only thinks about others, if she was in a hurry to pick herbs to cure the wind and cold earlier, then the act of going up the mountain to collect herbs is very likely to happen. It took more than half an hour to walk from Qiongxian Garden to the mountain, and when she arrived, the night was dark in the mountain, and the road was rugged......

Natural disasters, man-made disasters. Feng Jue on both sides didn't dare to think about it. A heart has already mentioned her throat and eyes, and she blames herself, and she should have persuaded Xiao Baici not to teach her what she said at the beginning.

Feng Jue scratched his head very irritably, "Pass on my order, everyone will be divided into two groups, one group will go to the Bingli Sect, and the other group will go to the mountain. ”

The subordinates on the side thought he was crazy, this style of acting was not at all like the Seventh Prince they knew, no matter how stupid he was on weekdays, he was still very calm and calm when he encountered serious things, how could he really be stupid today?

Several subordinates looked at each other and looked at each other a few times, heh, could it be that low IQ can really be contagious?

Feng Jue saw that they were still silent, and waved his hand to urge: "Don't go yet!"

"But...... Master......"

"It's one or two, anyway, you have to face this Bingli Sect anyway, instead of hiding and hiding, it's better to fight head-on. What's the matter, a group of old men are still afraid of a few women?" A pair of peach blossom eyes no longer have the warmth and charm of weekdays, when Feng Jue said this, the whole person seemed to be enthusiastic, and several subordinates standing around him rubbed their hands, ready to do a big job.

The pigeon on the edge of the window raised one foot and tried to comb its feathers, but a force came from nowhere, and it jumped into the teapot with the lid uncovered and ready to dry the tea, and the feathers floated in the tea, and the pigeon fluttered a few times and squeezed out of the crack in the window.

The door was suddenly pushed open, Xiu Neng took a few breaths, and said intermittently: "Temple...... Your Highness...... There is danger!"

Before everyone could react, a familiar voice had already sounded-

"It's a head-on battle, the Seventh Highness is worthy of the Seventh Highness, the deity thinks that the Seventh Highness will hide for a lifetime!" The wind whistled in his ears, and the window that had just been closed was blown "whirring".

Feng Jue ignored the obstruction of the people around him, took two straight steps forward, stood in front of the bookcase, picked up the teapot on the bookcase, stretched out his hand to open the window, hooked his lips and smiled: "How does the sect leader plan to compensate for the Biluochun that was picked in early spring?"

The tea full of feathers was facing the face of Shui Yuehan who was flying in the air, and the red silk fluttered in the wind, like countless hands, as if it would strangle the prey in the next second.

Shui Yuehan frowned slightly, raised her left hand, and the red silk on her sleeve was firmly wrapped around the pillar of the inn, and the disdain in her eyes could not be concealed, as if she intended to ridicule: "Those who want to achieve great things are not informal." Your Highness the Seventh would not remember the vengeance of the deity in such a trivial matter, right?"

Feng Jue raised his eyebrows, rubbed the teapot in his hand, tilted his head and squinted his eyes, hooked his lips and said: "Coincidentally, this king really doesn't like to hold grudges, and if there is a grudge, this king will avenge it on the spot." ”

Shui Yuehan chuckled, stepped on the wall, and stared at the prey with his eyes like an eagle spreading its wings, "Heh, is Your Highness the Seventh going to do it?" Behind him, the red silk flew up, and the snake-like red silk attacked Feng Jue who was standing in front of the window.

But seeing Feng Jue's wrist raised slightly, he waved his arm, and the bowl of tea in the teapot flew towards Shui Yuehan's demonic face with all the feathers inside, without a trace of pity. Feng Jue took two steps back, put the teapot on the bookcase, raised his eyebrows and said, "Who is going to do it with you?"

When countless water droplets were about to hit Shui Yuehan's body, a strong force rose instantly, and the vermilion water sleeves were like dragons, and the red light rushed straight to the tea, he could see that Fang Cai Feng Jue was not splashing him with tea at will, and between a single gesture and a foot, he was able to use internal force to send out soft water droplets, which shows how far this person's martial arts have reached!

The red light became more and more dim, Shui Yuehan's brows were also wrinkled deeper and deeper, seeing Feng Jue and his party fleeing from the second floor of the inn, their teeth were clenched, and their hands were pushed, and the red light that was about to fade was ignited like a torch in an instant, and the water droplets floating in the air disappeared in an instant.

After the palms were closed, only a few feathers fluttered to the ground.

"Hurry up! stop them!" The woman with heavy makeup who had been beside Shui Yuehan and the people of the Bingli Sect had been guarding outside, just waiting for an urn to catch a turtle.

Shui Yue's cold and demonic eyes froze, and he jumped down from the second floor of the inn, and the uncrowned hair behind him danced with the wind, and the red silk was like a shawl on a woman's body, with a trace of fairy energy. At this moment, he was like at the mouth of the alley, holding his arms with his hands, leaning against the wall, happy to watch a good show.

Feng Jue, who was trapped in the crowd, bowed his head slightly, his eyes showed a dark gaze, and he smiled, "The sect leader is willing to teach them to fight?"

Shui Yuehan narrowed her eyes and said nothing.

Feng Jue turned his head to look at the subordinates around him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared: "This king's subordinates don't have the habit of pitying fragrant and cherishing jade. ”

As soon as the words fell, Xin Niang beside Feng Jue had already tucked a lock of long hair on her shoulders behind her ears, and the cigarette gun rotated flexibly between her fingers a few times, revealing an imperceptible smile, and strode forward, directly facing the woman with heavy makeup closest to her.

Xiu Neng saw that all the women around him were women, and he only frowned slightly, but he still had his sword unsheathed and was ready to defend himself.

"Xin Niang, didn't you ask me to punish me just now? Feng Jue's eyes were smiling, and although he was facing so many people, he still calmly seemed to be talking to his subordinates about what to eat after school at noon today.