Why is the wind spirit crazy, and the artifact conference still sees that she is so beautiful, wise and clear, which is completely different from now. {We don't write novels, we're just web text porters-

"Are you Yun Muxi", the wind spirit suddenly grabbed Mu Xi's hand.

Mu Xi looked at Feng Ling in a daze, and asked with some distress: "What's wrong with Feng Ling, are you stimulated by something, how did you become like this?"

However, it is better not to ask the crazy person, the wind spirit's eyes turned quickly, and suddenly there was a riot, and he pushed the wooden Xi away, and roared loudly.

"You're not Yun Muxi, you're not her, where is Yun Muxi? She took away my artifact, snatched my man, and she didn't want to die."

The Wind Spirit repeats the same sentence sentence without saying a word.

Such a crazy spirit, with her hair scattered and untidy, she never thought that she used to be a Xuannu Niangniang who attracted the attention of thousands of people, Mu Xi's heart was congested when she looked at it, and such a high, arrogant and beautiful woman became like this in an instant.

Feng Ling has now fallen into this kind of field, she should have been happy, if it weren't for the trick between Feng Ling and the Tianyin Sect Master three years ago, she wouldn't have suffered like that, Feng Wu wouldn't have died, and that kind of thing wouldn't have happened to Xiao Shu, even if there was no direct reason, there was an indirect reason.

But now she can't be happy, so many things have happened, so much has happened, there is no definition of who is right and who is wrong, it doesn't matter anymore, to put it bluntly, Feng Ling is just an infatuated lover like most women, if you really want to calculate, the root of a qiē is her, if she hadn't come to this other world, maybe a qiē wouldn't have happened, and she would leave soon, I just wish that this place is well.

Mu Xi took off his coat and stuffed it into Feng Ling's hand.

"This is Yun Muxi's clothes, she is dead and can't come back, I wish you a good rest of your life, take care."

Feng Ling curiously took Mu Xi's clothes, looked at them over and over again, hooked them around his fingers, and shouted as he ran.

"She's dead, she's dead, haha, the little slut has been punished".

Looking at the wind spirit who ran towards Fenglin Yaju, it was not until the disappearance of his back that Mu Xi turned around and left, maybe this answer was the best answer for her. I'm sorry, Mu Xi thought silently in his heart

The temple of nourishing the heart, there is no one in front of the palace.

Is this Nan Wufeng crazy? The huge palace doesn't even have a guard, does he plan to kill himself in the palace alone?

Mu Xi took a big step towards the inner hall of the Heart Cultivation Palace, the bedroom palace without wind in the south.

Bursts of coughing came from the room directly in front of them, from the room of Minami Wufeng to be exact.

Hearing the coughing sound, Mu Xi's sense of foreboding grew stronger and stronger.

When he reached the door, Mu Xi stopped, and the sound of small conversations from inside made Mu Xi stiffen

"The master has arranged it properly, the master has improved her internal strength, the martial arts have been completely wasted, and the muscles and veins have been shattered, and the imperial doctor said that the master's body may not last for three days, so does the master still want to go in person", a voice with obvious concern clearly came into Mu Xi's ears.

Can't last three days? When he heard this, Mu Xi's ears were ringing, and he couldn't hear the conversation in the house, who was this talking about? Mu Xi already knew very well in his heart that this voice was coming from Beiying, and there would be no one else in this room without wind in the south except for Nan Wufeng.

Did she hear it wrong? Mu Xi couldn't take care of so much anymore, and pushed the door in directly.

The moment the door opened, a burst of strong sunlight entered the room, illuminating the entire dimly lit room.

The people in the house were surprised, and they didn't expect Yun Muxi, who had left, to come back again.

Mu Xi saw Nan Wufeng leaning on the bed at a glance, and at the moment when he met Nan Wufeng's gaze, the bead curtain at the head of his bed was lowered, covering his haggard face, and the bright red marks on the corners of his mouth, which were hazy and couldn't be seen clearly

When Mu Xi wanted to explore again, Beiying blocked in front of her.

"The master doesn't want to see you, you can go".

Mu Xi turned his head sideways, looking at Beiying with a pair of gloomy eyes, his lips pursed, and his whole body exuded an unaware domineering.

"What if I had to see me today?".

Beiying couldn't help but shudder, he hadn't encountered such a powerful murderous aura for a long time, even so, he Beiying had never been afraid of anyone, and it was commonplace to kill countless people.

"Do you want to die", Mu Xi raised his eyebrows, retracted his gaze, and spit out these words lightly.

Such a calm cloud Muxi makes people feel cold, but Beiying is not a vegetarian.

"Haven't you killed enough people? If it weren't for the protection of you, Wind Dance wouldn't have died, if it weren't for you, the master wouldn't have been so seriously injured, and he wouldn't have survived...", mentioning Wind Dance, the pain in Beiying's heart was provoked again, he still hated Yun Muxi to some extent, if his Wind Dance wasn't for Yun Muxi, he wouldn't be separated from his yin and yang.

He was interrupted by Nan Wufeng in the middle of the conversation.

"Get out, cough cough cough", the heavy tone with a hint of anger pulled into the chest and coughed because of the excitement.

Hearing the coughing sound coming from behind the bead curtain, Beiying immediately became nervous, knowing that the master's internal injuries could not move a little qi, otherwise the gods would not be able to save him, "The master is seriously injured, don't move the internal qi."

"Seriously injured?! Mu Xi was also nervous, and she was amazed, it was the first time she heard Nan Wufeng coughing, in her heart, this man has always been a tenacious tumbler, and even colds are rare.

"Don't always have an innocent expression, I'm not the master, and I won't eat this set, the master is not to improve your internal strength, and he won't become a person who has exhausted his martial arts, and now he is not even a wasted person, only half a life is left", Beiying was about to continue, a cup hit his forehead, but it didn't hurt, and then there was a continuous cough in the bead curtain.

It's the cup thrown by the master, because there is no inside, this cup is simply an itch for him, the smashed cup makes Beiying's heart sour, the master can't even use his strength at such a close distance, and he heard the master's constant coughing, he must have moved his true anger to throw the cup.

He couldn't make his master angry anymore, Beiying secretly retreated from the room, because Yun Muxi was in the room, he was afraid that it would be bad for the master, so he didn't completely close the door before leaving, so that he could hear the movement in the room and be on call.

The light outside the house shone obliquely, breaking through the darkness inside.

Beiying's words made Mu Xi fall into contemplation, she lowered her eyelashes, and she could still vaguely remember, remember that in the drunken Xianglou, there was indeed a strong air flow pouring into her body in the coma, and she was at the moment when the 'dancing corpse' was growing, so she absorbed all this internal force, the internal force continued to heat up and expand, and the powerful internal force broke out of her body, without any premonition.

Could it be that he healed himself again when he was drunk in Xianglou? Mu Xi glanced at a bowl of soup medicine on the table, she picked it up and smelled it, it was exactly the same as the medicine residue buried in the flower bed of Zuixianglou.

It turns out that a qiē didn't fall from the sky, and there was a price for her internal strength to improve so quickly, the price was him, why would it be him! After all, what she owes her is that she can't get it back.

Mu Xi stretched out his palm and hit the internal force on the bead curtain in front of the bed, the curtain broke and the beads fell, and the crisp bead falling sound, ticking, bouncing in the sight of the two, until all the jade beads rolled to the ground, and Mu Xi saw him clearly.

He was facing her side, lying lazily on the side of the bed, his closed eyes were motionless, and he couldn't tell that he was a sick person at all, but Mu Xi knew that he was indeed sick, because he had never seen his pale face this time, the white was so frightening, and with the bright red lips, there was an indescribable frightening.

The twilight that shone obliquely through the crack in the door, penetrating the darkness and sprinkled on Nan Wufeng's body, he was so peaceful and comfortable, such Nan Wufeng made Mu Xi look so vigorous and weak, and his heart ached, and he wanted to hold him in his arms and warm him.

Mu Xi's footsteps slowly walked towards the bed.

Nan Wufeng had already taken Yun Muxi's every move into his eyes, hearing the approaching footsteps, getting closer and closer to the familiar taste, his heart was happy and irritable, he was happy to be able to see her, even if it was a glance, the irritability was because, he knew that he couldn't protect her anymore at this moment, he couldn't keep her by his side selfishly, so he could only try his best to push her away, which was the best protection for her.

I saw Nan Wufeng slowly open his eyes, sat up from the bed, landed on his feet, stood up, and faced Yun Muxi who was standing in front of him, Nan Wufeng looked straight ahead, his clear eyes did not carry a trace of emotion, and he passed by Yun Muxi's shoulder without moving.

Looking at Nan Wufeng's elegant and handsome back, he walked so resolutely, completely treating her Yun Muxi as air, Nan Wufeng, what do you mean! obviously abandoned his martial arts for her, but now he ignores her, and plays with her!

Seeing that he was about to push open the door, Mu Xi took out the golden red silk from his sleeve, and the red silk rolled straight towards Nan Wufeng, and the silk wrapped around Nan Wufeng's waist, tying Nan Wufeng's hands around his waist.

Mu Xi strained hard, the red silk tightened, Nan Wufeng's whole person was rolled back by the golden red silk, his feet rubbed on the ground, and he returned to the head of the bed, facing Shangyun Muxi's playful eyes.

"Run, continue", Mu Xi spread his hand, looking bad.

Nonsense, if you can run, you still need to say it! Nan Wufeng is itchy, it is the first time he has been toyed with by a woman, there is no way, now he can't even beat an ordinary person, let alone her with strong martial arts.

He didn't bother to struggle with his trapped hands, he simply leaned on the bedpost, crossed his feet, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, his beautiful eyes were like water, and he smiled before he spoke.

"Aren't you going to a place I'm never going to find in my life?" , coldly came, and the dissatisfied little temper in the tone.

Mu Xi bent his mouth and smiled evilly, it turned out that it was because of her angry words, Mu Xi also learned his movements to lean on the bedpost again, his hands were wrapped, and his red clothes hit the ground, not losing to the man's frivolity.

Of course, Mu Xi was very unhappy with his light and breezy virtue, and the rope in his hand was pulled.

Nan Wufeng, who was leaning on the bedpost, was forced to lean forward without any premonition, and his strong chest hit Mu Xi's arm wrapped around his chest, and only air was left between the two of them.