Time passed bit by bit, Feng Chengcheng was almost obsessively healing Mu Shenxiao's wounds, and in her adjustment and proficiency again and again, this healing ability seemed to be more and more skillful and handy.

She doesn't even need to meditate deliberately, concentrate, just a thought after the mind, the streamer can pour out.

It's just that despite this, the area of the wound on Mu Shenxiao's body is really too large, and at her speed, until the sky is dark, only half of the wounds on his body have been healed.

But in this way, the temperature on Mu Shenxiao's body has already been spoken, and on his demonic and beautiful face, the frowning brows have been stretched, familiar and calm, and it seems that he has fallen into a deep sleep.

Feng Qingcheng raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and finally sat down on the chair with weak feet, and exhaled.

This treatment made her body extremely tired, especially the sound of hunger coming from her belly, which made her feel even more weak.

It's just that such a tired look suddenly disappeared without a trace when he saw the wound on his back, which had already repaired most of it.

This is the legendary flesh and bones of the living and dead, right?

I didn't expect that I had such an ability, and I really don't know what else the Storm of the Path has changed and what kind of ability it has given me.

Feng Chengcheng looked at the sleeping Mu Shenxiao proudly, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be something wrong.

This girl is naked. The ...... of the body

When he was covered in flesh and blood, he didn't feel anything, but now that most of the injury has recovered, and his skin is exposed, it seems that something is so inappropriate.

Feng Qingcheng turned his gaze awkwardly, got up and covered his body with the quilt, and turned to leave.

When his wounds heal, he will always need a covering.

……

Although the sky was not completely dark, the streets outside were unusually deserted.

Even if there were a few pedestrians walking by, they all bowed their heads and walked away quickly, looking panicked and hurried.

Feng Chengcheng turned into a half-concealed steamed bun shop, and while Xiao Er was packing buns for himself, he pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Xiao Er, your business here doesn't seem to be good today......

"Fifth Miss doesn't know what to do......" Xiao Er said with a sad face: "Since the accident in the Imperial City during the day, it is now the whole city under martial law to search for assassins...... At this time, who would dare to go out......"

"Search for assassins?"

"yes...... I heard that it was a man dressed in white who was injured by the guards in the palace, and now the officers and soldiers of the whole city are checking in the infirmary one by one......"

Xiao Er handed the wrapped bun to Feng Qingcheng, lowered his voice and said, "Fifth Miss, go back quickly, I heard that this officer and soldier have to search door to door......

After saying goodbye to Xiao Er, Feng Chengcheng decisively dispelled the idea of buying clothes for Mu Shenxiao, but consciously passed by a ready-to-wear store and took a piece of clothing.

The bloody aura in her own courtyard is obviously going to become her testimony, so it is necessary to get Mu Shenxiao away quickly.

I really don't know what this master is thinking, you said that you just wandered around the palace, why are you so embarrassed.