Crash..... Zi, Mo Xueyan seemed to hear the sound coming from her body, and the medicinal liquid of the wood spirit pulp was like hot vegetable oil, ruthlessly pouring on her body and even in her blood. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The pain has just begun......

Seeing that the medicinal liquid was completely immersed in Mo Xueyan's body, Feng Zitong hurriedly used the drip mirror power left by the national teacher in her body, raised her right hand upward, and pressed down fiercely in the air, only to see that above her right hand, an invisible air flow spilled out, and all the silver needles on Mo Xueyan's body were pressed into her body.

Seeing this, the national teacher's eyes deepened, if this scene was seen by Mu Ying's kid, I am afraid that he would go crazy.

Mo Xueyan's body was frantically churning on the bed, the hot temperature in her blood and the sharp pain of the silver needles deep into her body made her life worse than death.

"Ahh

The moment the liquid liquid entered Mo Xueyan's body, the heart-rending roar of pain hit the eardrums, startling Qin Zijin who had just returned from completing the mission and Feng Aya, who was guarding the door.

Qin Zijin couldn't help it, and leaned on the door to eavesdrop worriedly.

Looking at Mo Xueyan who was 'crazy' because of the pain, Feng Zitong suddenly remembered that in the 21st century, Mo Xueyan is now suffering that ordinary people can't bear, far less painful than the life she carried in her previous life.

Thinking about it, the emotions in my heart are getting colder and colder.

Beautiful eyes glanced coldly at the national teacher standing beside her, Feng Zitong turned around and walked out of the house: "After her body begins to emit the luster of wood spirit pulp and light green smoke, just use the method I just used to pull out the silver needle, Master Guoshi, don't forget to return the silver needle to me." ”

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the room without looking back.

Feng Aya and Qin Zijin, who were guarding the door, saw Feng Zitong come out, and the two hurriedly greeted them: "Master! ”

Feng Zitong just wanted to nod in response, a thick feeling of dizziness suddenly hit her mind, she didn't have time to find something to stabilize her body, she fell into a coma, only in a daze, she heard Feng Aya and Qin Zijin's worried cries.

The national teacher's cold and evil eyes kept on Feng Zitong's thin back, until the door was closed, and then he couldn't help but move a little: "Take her back to rest." ”

Although separated by a door, Feng Aya and Qin Zijin still heard the indisputable beak in the mouth of the national teacher, and the two glanced at each other helplessly, and they also understood the deep meaning that the master's coma was definitely done by the national teacher!

The national teacher, who the two of them silently despised in their hearts, was now thinking about it, and the aura of this little thing suddenly became even more condensed than before, did he think of some unhappy past?

Fengfu?

Mo Xueyan, who was tormented by extreme pain, fainted and woke up in pain, and did not stop until the fire poison was absorbed by the liquid medicine and there was no more pain to toss, then she relaxed.

The only reason that can support her to persist until now is the person who will never be forgotten.

Mo Xueyan weakly unfolded a pale and weak smile, and then she was willing to fall asleep.

The room suddenly glowed with green light, and when the medicinal fragrance surrounded the tip of his nose, the national teacher turned his gaze to Mo Xueyan.

Mo Xueyan, who was haunted by light green smoke, her pale cheeks were still glowing with water, which was caused by cold sweat, and she looked more gentle and pitiful in a coma.

The murderous aura flashed in the eyes of the national teacher, and after tracking down the person who harmed Xue Yan like this, he would definitely send people to hell with his own hands.

With a wave of his hand, the purple sleeve robe crossed a resolute arc in the air, and the one hundred and eight silver needles in Mo Xueyan's body came out in response to the situation, and he held it in his big palm.

The cold touch in his hand surprised the national teacher.

It's actually a silver needle made of Jingyuan Cold Ice Iron!

Such rare things as the Middle Realm have been obtained by this little thing, and it seems that she has a lot of secrets on her body.....

On the face under the mist, the eyes of the national teacher narrowed slightly, the light flashed in his eyes, and the silver needle in his hand disappeared.

Inexplicably some anticipation.

Feng Zitong slept this time and slept directly until the next night.

Due to the loss of mirror power and sleeping for so long, Feng Zitong felt weak and his head was groggy, so he had to sit on the edge of the bed to relieve his breath: "Feng Aya....."

The hoarse voice was a little low, and Feng Zitong frowned.

Feng Aya, who had just come back from preparing a small porridge, hurriedly walked into the house, and said while pouring water for her: "Master, you woke up, and my subordinates thought you had to sleep for two or three days!" ”

Feng Zitong took the water cup handed by Feng Aya and took a small sip: "I'm not weak enough to that extent." ”

Feng Aya pouted and smiled: "Yes...... Master, drink the water and eat this bowl of porridge, you haven't eaten a few meals, eat some porridge to fill your stomach, and your subordinates will make something for you tomorrow. ”

Feng Zitong smiled and nodded: "Okay, how is Xue Yan?" ”

"She's fine, master, just rest well!" Qin Zijin walked in slowly from outside the house.

Feng Zitong saw Qin Zijin coming, and smiled shallowly: "I'm fine, my physical strength has almost recovered, you two will accompany me to see Xueyan later." ”

Qin Zijin and Feng Aya glanced at each other and nodded.

After eating millet porridge, Feng Zitong was supported by Feng Aya and Qin Zijin left and right and came to Mo Xueyan's room.

Feeling the power of the five elements of the mirror in the air, Feng Zitong felt that her breathing was smooth, and she was at ease.

In the room, the power of the three-color mirror element floating out of the purple sand stone kept drilling into Mo Xueyan's body, restoring Mo Xueyan's mental and physical strength.

Unconsciously can also use the mirror element to heal wounds, Mo Xueyan's strength is really strong, and she is worthy of being the sister of the national teacher, it seems that the genes of this family are very BT!

"Feng Aya, Zijin, where is the national teacher?"

Qin Zijin shook his head, with a smile in his eyes: "I don't know, how noble the national teacher is, how can we ordinary people know his whereabouts." ”

Feng Aya also nodded her head for the first time: "Same as above!" ”

Feng Zitong smiled, it is reasonable to say, it is not surprising that a god-level figure like a national teacher has mysterious whereabouts.

Qin Zijin suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth, tilted his head in front of Feng Zitong, and asked in a low voice, "Master, why did you suddenly ask about the National Teacher?" ”

Obviously, he ignored the national teacher before, but now why did he suddenly ask him.

Feng Zitong raised her eyebrows, heard the ridicule in Qin Zijin's mouth, turned her head and glanced at her coldly, exited the door and closed the door, and then said lightly: "Qin Zijin, I see that you are quite idle, you are responsible for going to the national teacher to get my silver needle back, if you don't get it for me, don't come to see me." “

"Feng Aya, help me back to my room."

Feng Aya glanced at the petrified Qin Zijin, and calmly followed behind Feng Zitong: "Yes, master." ”

The two figures walked away, and Qin Zijin came back from the fright, what? She heard it right, went to the national teacher to ask for something? Does she dare? Don't dare, even if this thing belongs to the master, but let her ask for it in front of the national teacher, it will be for a hundred dares!

Qin Zijin's pretty face was wrinkled, and she looked at her ruthless master and indifferent Feng Aya leaving her like this, feeling the deep malice of the whole world towards her.