Saying that, Wang Chunhua immediately knelt down, didn't she just kneel down and be beaten? She can't look at this white silver in vain, no matter how she says it, she has to take it home!

Her face sank, Cuichun ran forward in a hurry, the place where the wound was pulled, and she slipped even more and slammed forward.

Reaching out to hug Cuichun's waist, Master Xie frowned slightly and said, "Don't be impulsive, you are injured like this, rest well." The matter over there will be handled by the Wind Maiden. ”

"No, that's my eldest sister, I can't let her kneel, miss, I'm ......" The brain seemed to be hit hard by something, Cui Chun only felt a burst of dizziness in front of her, and that dazzling white light came, and she fell directly into Master Xie's arms.

"Cuichun!" Feng Qingge couldn't help frowning, and stretched out her hand to put her hand on Cuichun's pulse, this girl didn't wear much clothes, so she slipped out of the wind mansion, and now she was frozen in this cold and snow, and she was whipped again, and this body couldn't stand it anymore.

"Master Xie, there is the whereabouts of Xuanji Dao to contact me. I'll go back with Cuichun first, as for the two of you, roll as far as you want, don't let me see you again! Snorted, Feng Qingge didn't have time to settle accounts with Wang Chunhua, this Wang family has always been Cuichun's concern, as long as they don't appear, the little girl in front of her will be normal.

"Good!" After learning about the drawings of the Xuanji knife, Master Xie didn't have any thoughts, and now he wanted to go back and study it carefully, and by the way, he would build the sword according to the drawings himself.

And this thank you master shocked the people watching around. Master Xie, the forging master, is a person who stays at home, but now he is with Feng Qingge! Oh my God, how could they let go of such gossip news?

Wang Chunhua and Li Biao were interested, took the silver, and hurriedly left. came to the capital once and got six hundred taels of silver, even if Wang Ming died, he deserved to die. After returning to their hometown, this amount of money can make them prosperous.

It's just that the two people who just walked out of the city gate haven't planned how to use the money in their hands. The white light swept across the ground, and the red blood splattered all over the ground, and was thrown into the river with a stone on a leash, and a month later the rope broke, and the corpse floated up, causing a sensation throughout the capital.

This silly girl!

Busy inside and out, looking at Cuichun's wounds, Feng Qingge was even more distressed, cleaning up her body for Cuichun, trying not to touch her wounds, and screening the precious medicinal materials in the mansion, looking at her trembling hands, she prepared all the medicinal materials, and asked the other girls to carefully bandage Cuichun.

Smelling the unpleasant smell of Chinese medicine, Feng Qingge just leaned helplessly on the doors and windows outside, looking at the gray sky. What she hates the most is the smell of this Chinese herbal medicine. She was okay with turning them into medicinal food, but she always hated the potions that were brewed.

It smelled disgusting, and if there were cigarettes here, she would definitely light one, forcing herself to calm down. The trembling hands are still the same, the irritable mood is not reduced, looking at the little girl who is on the medicine, Feng Qingge frowned and said: "Let Cuichun rest for a while after taking the medicine, don't disturb her, I'll go out for a walk, remember to inform me if anything." ”

"Yes!" The girls nodded again and again, and the movements in their hands were lightened.

Rubbing his temples and away from his room, Feng Qingge stared at his trembling hands, still unable to calm his mood. In my mind, it's all about him. The red blood stained her eyes, and she only remembered the hot liquid, which fell on her cheeks one by one.

"Enough!" Pinching her fingers irritably, Feng Qingge slammed her fist on the tree, and a sharp pain came out, and she calmed down.

looked up, but unconsciously walked to Wanchun Pavilion.

"Why are you here again?" Frowning slightly, Feng Qingge turned around and left, she didn't plan to stay here for a while.

It's just that the moment she turned around, the sound of "squeak" suddenly sounded.

You must know that Wanchun Pavilion experienced what happened last time, and no one came here to hang out, and the sound of opening the door was obviously not a naughty boy who drilled into it to scare her.

A cold air came out of his neck, and the coldness in Feng Qingge's eyes suddenly appeared, and he subconsciously held the Xuanji knife on his waist, and the moment he turned around, the blade had already been cut backwards. It's just that it's empty behind it, and there's nothing.

Could it be that I feel wrong? Feng Qingge couldn't help but wonder, but when she turned around, the white figure was standing, and the ghost mask on her cheek was even more blue-faced fangs, and there was some red blood on those teeth.

"Wow!" screamed out suddenly, usually the ghost king appeared, and the wind light song naturally did not have any reaction. It's just that now she was thinking about things, and she was disturbed by that cold wind, and she didn't expect it to be the person who saved her last time. Now seeing the ghost king, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to point at the person in front of her, and asked in surprise: "It's you, you are the one who helped me outside the bath that day, right?" ”

Cold.

The white dress was still there, standing in front of Feng Qingge. His black black hair danced in the wind, and his ghost mask did not have a trace of warmth, and it looked even more infiltrating.

Feng Qingge couldn't help rubbing her hands, and reached out with some curiosity, about to uncover the mask, "Why are you mysteriously carrying this, I'll help you take it off...... Eh, let go! ”

But before her slender fingers arrived, the person in front of her had reached out and grabbed her arm.

The sudden force almost broke Feng Qingge's bones.

Gritting his teeth, Feng Qingge said in annoyance: "I just don't pick it!" ”

The person on the other side still didn't speak, but the strength in his hand was reduced a little.

Taking advantage of the situation, he pulled out his little hand, Feng Qingge rubbed his wrist, and said with some unhappiness: "What are you doing, although I don't know who you are, why you live here, and you still make so many ghost things." However, looking at the way you look with face, you probably don't want others to recognize you, and you don't want to be approached. Am I right? ”

Standing quietly, he was like a puppet, not speaking, a mask with blue fangs covering his face, and he could not see the face under the mask.

"I see you're lonely here, and if you want someone to talk to, I'll come to see you often. However, you were born deaf and dumb, and you still can't speak. He shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and Feng Qingge was a little timid, but he still stretched out his hand.

Seeing that the person in front of her didn't move, she patted the ghost king's shoulder, shook her head and said, "I'm leaving, bye-bye." ”

"......" quickly grabbed Feng Qingge's wrist, and the Ghost King stretched out his finger and pointed at Wanchun Pavilion, and immediately walked inside.

Huh? This time, even Feng Qingge was stunned, the kid in front of him just now pulled her hand, the cold fingers, without the slightest temperature, as if they were ice cubes, cold, not a normal person's temperature at all.

Could it be that this ghost king in front of him is really some kind of fool?

This novel comes from reading books