Chapter 101: Whose Game [Second Update]
As the blood trickled from her heart, Feng Qiao's face became more and more pale, almost beginning to turn blue and transparent, but the smile on her face became brighter and brighter as the rusty sword slowly recovered. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
It wasn't until almost the last bit of blood in her heart was also absorbed by the Rusty Sword that Feng Qiao pulled out the thick silver needle that was pierced in her heart, she held on to the weak cold of her whole body, trembling and put the Rusty Sword and Silver Needle into the space bracer, and she could no longer hold on and fell down.
Since the last time, she found that the blood between her hearts is better than the essence blood in repairing the rusty sword, she has not hesitated to take it every day, relying on her fast self-healing speed, and she always takes it until almost the last drop.
Cold, so cold......
Feng Qiao curled up on the bed, her body almost lost the strength to tremble, and I don't know how long it took for her to slowly calm down.
If Qin Huaiyan was here, he would definitely be shocked and crazy, even if the physical fitness of the alien beast was much stronger than that of the human race, he couldn't help Feng Qiao to take blood like this!
How much blood can a person have in his heart? An act like hers, which is almost cruel to herself, would have died long ago due to the depletion of the life essence caused by the loss of blood in her heart!
But after a short rest, Feng Qiao was barely able to get back up. As soon as she stood up, her eyes were black and dizzy, and she almost knocked on it, and at the last moment she held on to the bed frame and leaned on it.
Her face was still a little pale, and when she was about to recover after the Yuan Force poured into the blood donation, she rubbed her face vigorously to tell her not to be so ugly, and then slowly moved forward to find the two of them.
Feng Qiao also found out after a few days of experiments that although she would be extremely weak after taking blood, she could barely recover after a whole day, so she took blood to warm up the Nine Punishments Rusty Sword immediately after exercising every morning, and when she got up the next day, she almost recovered.
It's just that she didn't expect that Huangfu and Liufeng suddenly came over early in the morning today, and when Liufeng came to see her in the past, she almost recovered.
But it had become customary for Rusty Sword to recuperate every morning, and she was afraid that stopping would affect its recovery, so she could only take blood while they were away, hoping that the two would not notice her unusual weakness.
Liufeng and Huangfu were sitting in a small pavilion on a garden rockery.
The cold wind was cool, Feng Qiao stepped out of the room but immediately felt cold to the bone, she knew that this was because she had just taken the blood in her heart and was weak, so she stepped forward quietly, and said with a smile: "What are you doing?" β
"Sit! Come and sit! β
Huangfu beckoned from afar, Feng Qiao stepped forward, just approaching the stone table, Liufeng's face changed and he suddenly reached out and grabbed Feng Qiao's hand: "Feng Qiao, why are your hands so cold?" And your countenance, tooβ"
Feng Qiao sighed in his heart, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to shake it off: "I'm fine, don't think about it!" β
Liufeng looked like he wanted to say something, but Feng Qiao didn't dare to listen anymore, turned his head and asked Huangfu, "Last time, who sent those black-clothed people who assassinated me?" β
She turned her head too fast, so she didn't see the flowing wind's eyes that had become unusually gloomy for a moment. And her figure is just between the emperor and the flowing wind, the emperor is looking up and drinking, as if nothing happened.
Hearing Feng Qiao's question, Huangfu put down his wine glass, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "What do you think?" β
"I think?"
Huangfu asked and smiled very casually: "Yes, Master Qin should have come to you again, right?" At that time, when she noticed the anomaly and rushed over, those people had already said that the people who assassinated you had the same magic weapon as the Great Commander's apprentice. β
"Just say it." Liufeng also said, "Random, there is no right or wrong thing. β
Feng Qiao thoughtfully tapped his finger on the stone table, and only after a long time did he mutter, "Yuan Bing - no two people can be exactly the same, even the oviparous siblings. The most famous in Cold Cloud City are the three brothers of the Nie family, they look the same, but their attributes are different, this is something that the whole Cold Cloud City knows. β
Her eyes burned: "So the people who came to kill me must be the three of them, that is, the apprentices of the Great Commander." But here's the problem, the three of them are too famous, as long as the Yuan soldiers are revealed, anyone can know that this is related to the Great Commander, which is even more exposed! β
Huangfu asked with great interest: "What do you think?" Did the Grand Commander send someone to kill you? β
Feng Qiao shook his head: "The current situation is a bit like someone deliberately framed the Great Commander, anyway, the Nie family triplets are dead and there is no proof that there is no proof, as long as they bite to death and don't let go, the Great Commander will not be able to escape." β
"And who do you think it is?" Liufeng smiled softly, "Many people can say that it's me." β
"Will you kill me?" Feng Qiao asked suddenly.
"Of course not! Feng Qiao, I never thought you would die. Liufeng was in a hurry, and he was in a hurry to explain, but he was stopped by Feng Qiao with a smile:
"Isn't that it, of course I believe you."
The eyebrows and corners of the eyes of the flowing wind are all full of warmth at once, and the smile is clear and clear.
"So there is someone behind it," Feng Qiao said, "I don't know who he is, he has calculated us all, including you and me, including the Great Commander, and even the Great Elder and Sister Qin." β
Liufeng smiled: "Then it will be calculated." β
Feng Qiao laughed: "Okay! β
The wind blows, the fallen leaves are all over the sky, and they fly like butterflies outside the pavilion.
The emperor suddenly brought wine out of nowhere, all kinds of wine stoves, wine utensils, wine jugs, and wine glasses, a table full of them, he laughed heartily, and raised his glass: "The ancients said: 'Wine is drunk by confidants, and poems are sung to people. Acquaintances are all over the world, and there are a few people who know each other. 'Let's not talk about these unhappy things, come, Liufeng, little Joe, let's drink! β
The rich aroma of wine wafted, almost making people drunk when they smelled it, Liufeng poured a glass by himself, saw the turquoise wine clear in the white jade cup, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Isn't this the blue wave you treasured?" How can you be willing to take it out? β
Huangfu blinked at Feng Qiao with peach blossom eyes: "Xiao Qiao, I'm willing to take it out because of you!" β
Liufeng shook his head with a smile, and said to Feng Qiao: "Feng Qiao, then you have a good time, Huangfu, this kid, is so tight on weekdays, I don't give him how many times I ask him!" β
Feng Qiao heard that it was a good wine, and he was not polite, so he took the wine jug directly: "Your little wine jug is also small, right?" Where is there enough wine for such a little wine? She raised her head sharply, but the emperor and the flowing wind had no time to stop it, and the wine jug was already empty.
The rich aroma of wine was tangy, Feng Qiao could almost feel the cold wine sliding down her throat and down her stomach, she smacked her lips, disgusted: "It's too light!" β
The aroma of the wine is rich and simple, and it has a cool and comfortable taste, but unfortunately the intensity is not as strong as the liquor she drank when she was in the mountain village.
A warmth rose from Feng Qiao's stomach, almost dispelling the weakness and coldness brought by taking all the blood from his heart, Feng Qiao squinted his eyes and shouted, "Come again!" β
"Bibo has a lot of energy after drinking!" Liufeng said hurriedly, stretched out his hand to stop him, but was opened by Huangfu's intercession: "Xiao Qiao is so arrogant, I am not stingy, Liufeng, what are you stopping!" β
Hearing what the emperor said, Liufeng stopped his hand, shook his head with a light smile, raised his wine glass, and slowly weighed it. (To be continued.) )