"Wake up. Wake up. Feng Yinsha patted the two of them on the cheeks, and when they saw that the two of them didn't react, they got up directly.

A cup of herbal tea was poured directly on the face.

"Ahh Minghua screamed, thinking that he was going to be tortured half to death by Mingmei if he was caught by Mingmei. But after seeing the woman who raised her eyebrows and looked at her with disdain, she was directly stunned.

"Lord Witch?" Minghua is very clear that the woman in front of her is not bright. But she couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe that the woman in front of her, who looked like she was about twenty years old at most, was the witch master who was regarded as the treasure of the town clan by the Wind Yin clan, Feng Yin Sha.

Feng Yinsha raised her eyebrows, although she was right to be proud of her witchcraft talent, she didn't like others to question her impossibly. Especially after she fulfilled her promise to this Ming Painting.

In contrast, she liked the man's reaction a lot.

Fengyue Ri was naturally woken up by a cup of herbal tea in the wind and yarn. As soon as I woke up, I heard Lord Witch Si blurting out of Minghua's mouth. The whole person lowered his head and did not speak or move. If the person who captured him was really the Feng Yinsha he knew since he was a child and could be compared to Yutai Rongruo, then he would have no need to plan an escape. Because of this wind chanting yarn, he will definitely not be given this opportunity. Especially. It was after she had figured out his identity.

Feng Yueri couldn't help but feel a little desolate in her heart. The fate that was finally escaped back then is actually going to be dragged back again? He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to be used as a furnace.

Bright.

Feng Yueri's heart suddenly flashed with such a name. Subconsciously, there is a little hope. Mingmei said that she would let him participate in cleaning up Feng Yin's house. So, as long as she finds out that he's gone, she'll come to save him, right? Although he has no bottom in his heart, Feng Yueri still does it honestly. As long as you don't anger the wind and chant. He can delay time, or he can wait, until the bright sun comes to save him.

"You're the furnace, aren't you?" Feng Yinsha walked up to Feng Yueri, reached out and lifted his chin, making him look at him.

Feng Yueri knew that Feng Yinsha just wanted to be sure, in fact, it was to get a sense of satisfaction that she had guessed the answer. So, he was going to follow her.

So he nodded. "Yes."

"It's obedient." Kazegina smiled slightly in satisfaction. Released Feng Yueri's jaw. Reached for a chair to sit on. "The deity is very curious, how did you escape from those people back then?"

"How did that identical corpse come about?"

"Lord Witch!" Ming Hua only reacted at this moment, and hurriedly ran to kneel in front of Feng Yinsha. "And please ask Lord Witch to give me a hand."

Ming Hua raised his head and looked at Feng Yinsha, and there was undisguised desire in his eyes. Hope and urgency, "As long as I can take his bloodline, my bloodline can be replenished!" ”

"As long as you can complete the bloodline. I will be able to help the young master! You can help the Wind Clan! will be able to realize the great cause of my Fengyin clan! ”

Feng Yinsha just raised her eyes to look at the Ming painting and glanced at the corners of her mouth. "Noisy." Then he was very disgusted, "The great cause of my Fengyin clan, even if I don't have you as a mere furnace, I can achieve it." ”

"You. It's just a person who was ordered to be hunted down by his own family. Even if it's the young master's furnace. The deity killed you, and no one dared to say that the deity was not. Don't take yourself too seriously. ”

Minghua's face turned pale in an instant, "But the young master" she still wanted to say. However, Yong Fengyan had never been exposed to witchcraft since he was a child, and it took eighteen years before he began to learn. Missed the best time to learn witchcraft. At this time, only she, the furnace, can help the young master master witchcraft, so that the young master's ability can be improved, how can she be said that she is not important?

Feng Yinsha looked at the disbelief and slight smugness that flashed in Minghua's eyes, and naturally understood what was going on in this stupid woman's head. Reaching out and pinching Ming Hua's jaw, which already had lines, he forced Ming Hua to look up at her, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very bewitching.

"Do you think the young master is a waste like you who has studied for more than ten years but can't even use witch charms? It has only been a month since the young master has really come into contact with witchcraft, and he has already caught up with the results of your past fourteen years. ”

Feng Yinsha's eyes were like a sharp and shining sword, reflecting through what Ming Hua didn't want to mention in his heart, and then stabbed a sword into Ming Hua's heart, "Are you able to use witchcraft now, or is it because Feng Yinqi transferred all the Gu he has raised all his life to you." An elder, for a waste. ”

Minghua's whole person softened, and Feng Yinqi's dying appearance appeared in her mind. Obviously, she has already found so many people to try to make up for the bloodline, but she still can't even use witch charms.

"Do you think you don't know about having people hunt down the Wind Whisperer?" Wind Yarn coldly dropped the sentence. She is naturally a smart person, according to the information of the Ming painting in this family, this is just a waste that can only use basic witchcraft, and even Gu worms can't manipulate it. And when she asked Minghua to shoot at Mingmei with all her might, the Gu worms that popped out of Minghua's wrist were all cultivated for at least ten years without exception. It's a pity that I can't even play the effect of cultivating for a year in the hands of Ming Hua. It is impossible for Ming Huazi to cultivate so many Gu worms by herself, and according to her Cheng Dù, it is impossible to manipulate these Gu worms. Combined with the fact that the Ming painting is to complete the bloodline, Feng Yinsha naturally came to the conclusion that she had hunted and killed the person who Feng Yin.

After all. She came to Yanguo this time, in addition to shouldering the task of removing the brightness, there is also one point, that is, the family suspects that the disappearance and death of the people in Yanguo Fengyin one after another are deliberate, so let her come to investigate.

It turned out to be made of a furnace. The wind snorted coldly.

The mouth was cold, "You'd better shut up before the deity gets tired of you." Otherwise, the deity would rather replenish your blood to the person in front of you. ”

Ming Hua was silent.

Immediately afterwards, the whole person collapsed to the ground. His face was full of disbelief, and his eyes were like seeing a ghost when he looked at Feng Yueri. The whole person kept retreating. "Impossible! It can't be you! You're dead! You're dead! ”

This qiē is just because the wind chanting yarn said a word.

Xu Shifeng Yinsha thought that Minghua's reaction was very interesting, so she bent the corners of her mouth and repeated it.

"If you quarrel with the deity again, the deity will inevitably replenish your blood to the good brother in front of you."

"Ah, it's the twin brothers."

"Ming-Feng." (To be continued.) )