In Yi Yaju's room, the four immortals sat on a stool, their eyes falling on the bed in unison, their faces different.

Shan Huyin stared at Jiu Mingmei, with a hint of complexity in his tenderness and tiredness; Hai Mingyue kept looking at the single fox seal, wanting to speak and stopping; After looking at the bed and then at the two people on the stool, it was quite inexplicable.

Jiu Mingmei put the bone flute on the bed and raised her fist to smash it. The bones immediately shattered into bone fragments, and a golden light flashed from them, and they fell on the bed. The golden light faded, revealing a tall and slender man in purple.

Feng Qianji's whole body was blurred with flesh and blood, his bones were shattered, and he had no air in and out. That little white face is white and miserable, and one day it will be in the snow, and it will not be able to pick it out at all. Rao was like this, he still grinned, and said with a grin: "Good girl, really...... Really smart. ”

After speaking, his body trembled and coughed up a few mouthfuls of old blood.

Jiu Mingmei glanced at him and didn't say anything, but the bare heart in his chest trembled again.

When she first saw "Feng Qianji" bring Lu Ran over to rob people, she was really angry, and she couldn't wait to kick this bastard into the reincarnation pool immediately; When "he" took out the bone flute to fight her, she hated to kill him!

The music played by the bone flute is full of killing moves, and it is aimed at the mortal body after turning into a bone. The real Feng Qianji may be so ruthless to others, but he will never be to her. In the city of thousands of machines, a lifetime of obsession, bitter and affectionate, will never be adulterated.

The man had a beautiful appearance and tone, which showed that he was very familiar with him. There is no demonic energy on that person, but there is a human flavor that belongs to Feng Qianji. But most of them spilled out of the bone flute. As for how to guess the identity of Helan Mountain, it is thanks to the 30,000 years of Jiu Mingmei in the wind and stream.

In order to please Dongjun, she even served the cranes in the wind and streams very attentively. Whether it's a crane or a magic crane, it's all birds, and the bird spirit in the bones and blood is difficult to get rid of. It can be seen that a woman can learn a lot of good things in a failed love, and she doesn't have to tear up and look for death and life because of a broken love. There are some sad women in the mortal talk book, which is really stupid.

Then again. The old strong man of Helan Mountain, who has always been cold-faced and ruthless, is actually in the mood to play a big show. Naturally, she has to cooperate, doesn't she? Otherwise, he will take the lead alone, and he will have no face, right? She waited for an opportunity, and while he was about to kill her, she wrangled his intestines with her backhand. Of course. She didn't think that Helanshan would be so weak that she would lose the battle if she wrangled her intestines. Therefore, he took back the bone flute and immediately returned to the enchantment. Prevent him from suddenly relapsing.

She guessed that Feng Qianji was imprisoned in the bone flute by Helan Mountain, but she didn't expect that he would be so badly injured! The first disciple of the Old Demon Venerable. Really......

"Mei'er, don't be angry......" Feng Qianji wanted to reach out to soothe her anger, but after all, her bones were broken, her arms were paralyzed, and she couldn't lift it at all.

Jiu Mingmei paused, got up suddenly, moved her wrist, and said with a smile: "Heh, I just gave a group of mortals yesterday to turn into bones, and today there are four immortals and a big living person." My divine power is becoming more and more perfect. Come on, come on, and don't have to be in any order. Spring Brewing ......"

Liu Chunzhuo had already woken up, and was sent by her to watch the door, and as soon as she heard the call, she immediately responded: "Nine girls, I'm here." ”

"Keep the door guarded, no one is allowed to come in."

"Yes!"

Shan Huyin was worried that her body would not be able to bear it after a series of battles, and did not agree with her to do so. However, Jiu Mingmei is determined, unless she retreats by herself, no one can withdraw her idea. So a moment later, the room full of plum petals flew away, layer upon layer, layer upon layer, covering everyone's wounds, turning into pieces of flesh and skin.

Hai Mingyue's injuries were the first to heal completely, followed by hair and single fox prints, and the wine bend was the most serious, and it was better more slowly. Seeing this, Jiu Mingmei slightly retracted her divine power and took a breath. At this time, she was almost a skeleton, and her skin and flesh were too damaged, which would inevitably affect the performance of her strength.

"Little Jiu!" Seeing that she was a little weak, Shan Huyin immediately rushed over and took her into his arms, not minding her skull-like ugly appearance at all. Knowing that she would not stop if she had an idea, he put his palm against her left palm and gave her his immortal power.

The palm of the palm became warm along with the bone body, and Jiu Mingmei smiled and withdrew the palm.

Feng Qianji is a mortal in the end, and he can't last too long if he is injured like this, so naturally he can't waste time.

Jiu Mingmei eased up slightly, and sat on the edge of the bed, with layers of skin and flesh on her cheeks, restoring her soft and delicate skin. A branch of red plum emerges from the cheek, winding to the forehead, and a small bright flower blooms. Five white bone fingers, five slender fingers, take a few silver-white silk threads from the plum blossom stamens and wrap them around the fingertips. The little hand conjured a thin needle, deftly threaded the needle and threaded it, and stitched it on Feng Qianji's broken bones. The bone fragments were so broken that she pierced them fiercely. Sweat oozed from her forehead, but she didn't pay much attention to it, and began to stitch in the rotten flesh.

Feng Qianji opened her eyes wide, quietly looking at her serious little appearance, as if her face was the best numbness, which could turn the pain of bone and flesh penetration into a tingling temptation.

After stitching up, Jiu Mingmei drew five paper talismans and pasted them on his head and limbs, and muttered some tips in his mouth. The paper talisman burned and turned into plum-colored ashes, covering the stitching place. The ashes seeped into the skin, and after half a moment, the flesh and skin were as strong as ever.

It's just that turning bones into Mei Yuan is to turn skin and flesh on the basis of complete bones, but now Feng Qianji has even broken bones into pieces, which is really not easy to do. Therefore, after the skin and flesh are restored, the bones do not recover very well.

My eyelids kept trembling, and I felt very tired, very tired. Jiu Mingmei's body shook, it seemed that the consumption of divine power was too ruthless, and she needed to sleep well. As for Feng Qianji's bones, I'm afraid he still needs to slowly adjust himself.

Feng Qianji got up slowly, the bones inside hurt his heart, but he didn't care, trying to take Mei'er into his arms.

Suddenly, Shan Hu Yin blocked her, took her into his arms, and gently picked her up.

"Mei'er ......"

Shan Huyin glanced sideways slightly, and said coldly: "Son, I have a good life to rest, and my ninth senior sister will not worry about you." ”

After that, several immortals went out one after another, found a room more suitable for bright recuperation, and settled it. For nine consecutive days, Jiu Mingmei was in a state of sleep, and when she woke up occasionally, she saw Ah Yin guarding her bed, looking very haggard. But she could not speak, she could only be groggy and fell into a daze again.

In the dream, she seemed to be riding on Lao Jie's back again, shuttling freely between the mountains and wilderness of Fengluan Mountain. (To be continued.) )