Yi Shugui pondered for a moment, glanced at Feng Yizhi, who was standing aside in a daze, and asked, "Why does Feng Gongzi know about the existence of the Yuan Devouring Spirit, and why does he know so much about the Yuan Devouring Spirit in Weiyuan Village?"

Feng Yizhi said lightly: "I've seen it before." ”

Yi Shugui snorted: "This is too coincidental." There is more than one Yuan-devouring spirit in this world, and the Yuan-devouring spirit who happened to be making trouble in Weiyuan Village is the one you have seen, isn't it that you have already colluded with the Yuan-devouring spirit?"

"Whoosh-"

Yi Shugui suddenly drew his sword and pointed at Feng Yizhi, staring directly at the unfathomable person in front of him, as if he wanted to peel off his disguised cloak through his eyes.

Originally, he planned to fulfill Fengyizhi and Cen Duxiao, but what happened in Weiyuan Village this time (qíng) made him have to be suspicious of Fengyizhi.

Cen Duxiao sighed, grabbed Yi Shugui's sleeve, and persuaded: "Shugui, you put down the sword, you misunderstood, it was Zhuang Yan who really made trouble, not Fengxun." ”

"But Feng Xun hurt you like this!" Yi Shugui pointed at Feng Yizhi angrily, "Who knows if he deliberately let Xia Liancheng go, don't you think he is suspicious?"

Feng Yizhi was silent, it was enough for Cen Duxiao to believe in him, he didn't bother to explain.

Cen Duxiao hurriedly said: "No, did you misunderstand me?" It was Xia Liancheng who was scheming and escaped by himself. ”

"You're going to fight me?" said Feng Yizhi, chuckling at the corners of his lips, gripping his sword.

Yi Shugui was choked by his contemptuous tone, and glared at him fiercely, the tip of his sword against his (xiōng) mouth, "I'll take you to Mount Tai and hand you over to your head to dispose of!

Feng Yizhi's fingertips flicked lightly on Yi Shugui's sword, and the sword (shēn) emitted a crisp sword sound of "bell".

He said lightly: "If you want to fight with me, or if you want to take me to Mount Tai to punish the crime, let's go out first, Miss Cen is injured and needs to rest well, let's not disturb her here." ”

When Wood Boy Edgeworth returned, he stared blankly at the two people in the room who were tense and hesitated.

Feng Yizhi walked out of the door and said to Mu Tong, "Take good care of her for me." ”

Mu Tong nodded, "Don't worry, Childe." ”

Yi Shugui glared at Feng Yizhi's departing back, rolled his eyes, turned his head and said, "Xiaoxiao, then you rest first, hurry up and take a shower, and change (shēn) clothes." ”

Cen Duxiao looked down at the dried bloody clothes on (shēn) and muttered, "What's the matter, young master, do you dislike me?

"It's not. Yi Shugui's eyes flashed slightly, "I feel distressed when I see it." ”

Cen Duxiao choked for a moment and changed the topic: "Don't conflict with Feng Gongzi, this time it was he who saved us." ”

Yi Shugui had nothing to say, and turned (shēn) out of the door.

Cen Twilight Xiaoqi (shēn) was about to go to fetch (rè) water to take a bath, but was pressed by Mu Tong, "You lie down, I'll go." ”

Mu Tong flicked the water back and forth several times, there was enough water in the bathtub, she reached in and tried the water temperature, she seemed to be not very satisfied, and muttered: "Xiaoxiao, wait a minute, the water is a little cold, the air here is too cold, and the water is cooling too fast." ”

Cen Duxiao smiled and saw that she was busy, and it felt good that someone cared about someone and someone took care of the drum.

After a while, Mu Tong came in with a packet of powdered medicine and sprinkled it in the bathtub, filling the room with a sweet fragrance.

Cen Duxiao sniffed vigorously, "It's so fragrant...... Where did this come from?"

"Feng Gongzi gave you (shēn) an injury that hurts when you take a bath, and this medicine powder can relieve the pain. Mu Tong beckoned to her, "The water temperature is just right, come here." ”

She took off her tattered clothes, threw them on the rain, and stepped into the tub.

"Hmm...... It's so warm, it's so comfortable. ”

Mu Tong gently helped her wipe her back, and sighed: "Feng Gongzi is so careful." ”

Cen Duxiao looked at the mist rising from the water, and said softly: "Yes, you are so good to me, why don't you refuse to express your position?"

"What statement?" asked Mu Tong.

Cen Duxiao held her red and hot cheeks with both hands, and said softly: "I confessed to him......"

Mu Tong was not surprised at all, she understood that Cen Duxiao had always had something, not the kind of twisting and pinching (xìng), "Then what about him?"

"Nothing......" Cen Duxiao was a little dejected.

She was embarrassed that she wanted to kiss Feng Yizhi, but he avoided her.

It's so embarrassing......

Mu Tong comforted her and said, "Feng Gongzi must have you in his heart, as for why he didn't come out, maybe he thinks that actual actions are more important than verbal promises?"

"You girl, you know a lot. Cen Duxiao glanced back at Mu Tong and smiled playfully.

Mu Tong took a (rè) towel and gently put it on her shoulder, and said seriously: "How can there be, anyone with a clear eye can see that he can lie with his mouth, but he can't deceive people with his eyes, and the eyes of Feng Gongzi looking at you are the kind of eyes that care and love very much." Anyway, if someone can look at me like this, I will definitely not marry him in my life. ”

Cen Duxiao was overjoyed, and patted Mu Tong with her backhand, "Don't worry, you will definitely meet such a Rao." ”

Mu Tong smiled and lowered his head and muttered, "I hope he will ......"

......

"No way, you must be mistaken......"

The two of them heard something outside the door intermittently.

Cen Duxiao hurriedly got dressed and went out to see.

The courtyard outside the house was full of corpses covered with white cloths, counted, no more, no less eleven, it was the disciples of Zhan Xianmen that Cen Duxiao and Feng Yizhi saw in the secret room of Zhuang Yan Temple.

After this change in the sect, Xia Li couldn't care about the image and demeanor of the master of the sect at all.

He sat decadently beside the corpse, the god (qíng) was in a trance, and his mouth was still roaring in disbelief: "You must be mistaken, my son has always been well-behaved and sensible, how is it possible! He can't be in the company of non-people! This can't be!"

The remaining disciples of Zhan Xian Sect shuddered when they looked at their fellow disciples lying on the ground, and they were glad that they did not go to Weiyuan Village with Xia Liancheng.

Wei Linyan looked like a disciple headed by Mount Tai, and said sharply: "I advise the master of the Xia Sect to honestly explain the whereabouts of Xia Liancheng, your son has already fallen into the devil, do you, as the master of the sect, want to shield the demon?"

The disciples of the Immortal Sect couldn't bear to be reprimanded by Xia Li at his age, and asked rhetorically: "You and our senior brother Liancheng colluded with the Yuan Devouring Spirit, so what about the evidence?"

"Evidence?" Wei Linyan twitched the corners of her mouth in anger, "He almost lost our lives to our group, and so many of our eyes saw him helping the Yuan Devouring Spirit to kill fellow Daoists, is this not evidence?"

The disciple said again: "It's funny, after you came back, I listened to people, except for Feng Gongzi and Miss Cen, no one else has seen Senior Brother Liancheng in Weiyuan Village, right? Why has it become what everyone has seen with their own eyes now? Even if you have seen it, do you know if our senior brother was coerced? I think the girl is indiscriminate, gullible to your fellow disciples, and slander our senior brother." ”