Feng Qingyi was running wildly in the middle of Qingchen, the waves were screaming, and everyone present silently wiped their cold sweats and turned their backs.

"Smack"

Yueqing's spiritual power condensed into a palm, lined up on the back of Feng Qingyi's head, and directly slapped him to the ground.

The cacophony stopped.

"What the hell did you tell him?" Yue's gaze fell on Mo Li.

Let someone narrate things in a sentence of no more than five words? I'm afraid it will take a few days for him to finish his story.

"Glory, you say!"

Dan Guangyao, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, immediately stood up and succinctly recounted what had happened in the center of Qingchen before.

The moon is light and suddenly one head and two big.

But Feng Qingyi raised his head at this time, spit out the grass and soil in his mouth with a "bah", and shouted: "Uncle Xiaoshi, mother-in-law, future mother-in-law, kiss future daughter-in-law and mother-in-law, and shout Yi'er to listen!" ”

"Pop" Yue gently patted the back of his head again, choosing to ignore him.

But she ignored the tendon, Feng Qingyi spit out the soil that had been gnawed in her mouth again, and raised her head and shouted: "Uncle Xiaoshi, Yi'er is willing to plug the door upside down, take Yi'er......"

The corner of Yue's mouth twitched: "Little chrysanthemum, let him continue to faint!" ”

"Chrysanthemum? Where are the chrysanthemums? I haven't seen you in a long time, I don't know how it looks! Feng Qingyi's attention was lightly diverted, and he kept looking around, and when he saw that everyone was looking up, he also looked up.

"Bang"

A pot lid flew out of the sky and smashed directly into his face.

"Who is it...... Littering the lid ......" Feng Qingyi shook his head and shook his head, fell to the ground and fainted.

Mo Li walked out silently, grabbed him by the collar and pulled him aside, and continued to meditate cross-legged.

Without the wind and the howl of ghosts and wolves, the world is quiet.

"Light girl, if there is a place that needs us, let us out!" The Feng family master was the first to speak.

The others nodded, their faces unconcealed with concern.

"Definitely!" Moon replied softly.

The others knew what she was going to do, and they didn't bother anymore, and they all sat down cross-legged.

They didn't know where they were now, but the Xuan Power here was more refined than outside, and it was definitely an excellent place for cultivation, so they naturally wouldn't waste it in vain.

Yue's light mental power entered the only room.

In the originally empty room, there was a soft bed at this time, and Xuanbao was sleeping on the bed.

Yue gently leaned out her spiritual power and tucked the quilt for him.

After such a long period of recovery, Xuanbao's face was no longer as pale as before, and it was a little flushed.

"Mother!" A soft voice spilled out of his small mouth.

He didn't wake up, it was like he was in a dream.

Looking at the smile on his face, Yue Qing's heart was warm as if it had been soaked in warm water.

Her gaze fell on another place.

Duanmu Chen sat cross-legged, two completely different forces circling around his body, and these two energies were rigidly entangled.

Yue gently and clearly saw that that unknown power was decreasing, turning into a mysterious force merging into his body.

But his aura did not increase.

Yue Qing didn't know what Duanmu Chen was planning, but there was still a pain in her heart that was hard to ignore.