[Chapter 13: Flame Emperor Grass]

A large amount of angry flames poured out of Wang Feng's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "How can it be the Flame Emperor Grass?"

As a genius of the previous family, Wang Feng's insight naturally far surpassed that of his peers, and he was naturally not unfamiliar with the name Flame Emperor Grass at all, and even couldn't be more familiar.

The Flame Emperor Grass is one of the rarest medicinal materials in the entire Qingxuan City, and it is even more attractive to fire-type cultivators, able to suppress the terrifying cold poison, and it can be said to be priceless in those markets.

At the same time, Wang Feng was also deeply aware of the importance of strength, as the most peak genius of the family, in order to win him over, the family did not hesitate to use this Flame Emperor Grass, the cold poison was also extremely terrifying, even the Flame Emperor Grass was difficult to cure, and it could only be temporarily suppressed.

"That's right, it's the Flame Emperor Grass. Looking at Wang Feng's face, Wang Li was also slightly stunned, and immediately replied softly.

At present, Wang Feng's mood is extremely unstable, and if he speaks too loudly, he may be subjected to some angry hatred.

Wang Feng's face darkened, and his whole body exuded a thick yin aura, although he was no longer the strongest genius in the family, but the sharp momentum in his body was still remaining.

Wang Feng's eyes also jumped slightly, and suddenly a violent resentment appeared, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The genius is arrogant, the waste material is annoying, Lao Tzu has no talent, he even pardoned the Flame Emperor Grass, and he didn't care about Su Qiao's life or death!"

Wang Feng's character is like this, what he hates most is that he is involved in his friends, if he wants to come, if he wants to kill, he will come to him directly, don't go to his friends, he is also very disgusted with playing conspiracy behind his back.

Although this pardon is not in this line, it is an indirect persecution to Su Qiao, and this persecution is just that, and it also wants his life and death, this move undoubtedly completely angered Wang Feng.

However, this consequence is naturally that Wang Feng hated the people in the medicine store.

The feeling of gratitude to the patriarch has disappeared a lot for some reason.

I don't know how much this kindness has faded.

Wang Li looked at Wang Feng's angry look, and there was also an obvious gloom in his eyes, although this Su Qiao is not particularly famous, but she treats people very gently, don't say that Wang Feng, even if it is him, it is also a deep regret.

Wang Feng restrained the trembling emotion, buried the faint unhappiness in his heart deep in his heart, and said in a calm tone: "Although I have devoured some of Suqiao's cold poison, but there is no cure, half a month later, her cold poison will break out again, and at that time, it will ......."

Wang Feng's voice was cold and calm, although this sentence was half-cut, but the other two people understood the meaning of the latter.

Half a month later, if you can't find the Fire Emperor Grass, it will be the moment when Su Qiao dies!

"Hmm......" The weak body curled up on the ground made a slight throbbing, and an ethereal and pleasant ** was also emitted with the shaking of the body, and the gloom on Wang Feng's face also dissipated.

"Su Qiao, do you feel uncomfortable?" Wang Feng asked softly.

This reaction made the maid and Wang Li stunned.

Is this still the same Wang Feng with an angry look on his face just now? This is clearly a gentle and gentle scholar with a weak letter! God, kill me with a thunderbolt, is this still the unsmiling Wang Feng of the past?

In the past, Wang Feng had a cold and hard personality, did not sell anyone's face, and was a little arrogant, although after the collapse of cultivation, some changes were natural, but now this young man who cares about others and has a gentle face is Wang Feng?

It can't be someone else's pretend!

If he wasn't sure that the person in front of him was Wang Feng, Wang Li couldn't wait to run up and tear Wang Feng's face open to see if it was a human skin mask.

"I'm fine, young master. Su Qiao looked at Wang Feng's delicate face that was close at hand, and above that pretty face, there was suddenly a trace of irrepressible pink, adding a touch of charm to her already beautiful face.

Seeing the charm on Su Qiao's face, Wang Li was also relieved, Wang Feng received the frustration of frustration, and received Su Qiao's encouragement, Su Qiao used her gentle personality to melt the young master......

This is obviously possible!

Wang Feng's face at the moment, where is there a little bit of coldness, he gently hugged Su Qiao, his face was full of tenderness, at this moment, he was completely different from the cold and somewhat arrogant him, this ...... It's clear that he is a husband who loves his wife very much.

Wang Li, who is usually paralyzed, also showed a rare smile at this moment, he looked at the cautious figure, and the girl in his arms who was like a pink face, and suddenly had a wave of admiration in his heart, I don't know why, perhaps, this is called love!

"Yang Lan, how do you feel about the young master?" Wang Li said to the maid.

Yang Lan had a look of admiration on her face, and there was also a hint of envy on her pretty face, and she said softly: "I admire the young master very much, although he was so arrogant in the past, but he is extremely interested in the most important person in his life, and even put his life out of the way for Su Qiao!"

Wang Li looked at Wang Feng's back and smiled faintly.

"I'll pay attention to the ......news of the Flame Emperor Grass," Wang Li said to himself.

Yang Lan was slightly startled, and then left.

...

Wang Feng lightly placed Su Qiao on the bed, the usual cold-blooded mask on his face also faded, his face was full of tenderness, and his heart was also confused at the moment, not knowing whether the name of this feeling was gratitude, love, or pity......

"Young master......" Su Qiao's glutinous voice sounded.

Wang Feng's eyes were full of tenderness, he stroked Su Qiao's forehead and hair, and said softly: "Are you my maid or not? Why didn't you tell me when you had a cold poison attack, and besides, if I hadn't been in time this time, I'm afraid you would never have been able to see your young master again." ”

Su Qiao was shy, sold his head low, and from time to time he tilted his head thinking that Wang Feng had not found out, and peeked at Wang Feng's face.

Looking at Su Qiao's ostrich-like performance, Wang Feng was also amused by Su Qiao's reaction, and suddenly found that Su Qiao seemed to be very cute!

It should have been discovered a long time ago, but why, now?

The person you love is obviously by your side, but unfortunately you know it too late......

Wang Feng thought about himself with some sadness, and at the same time, his pity for Su Qiao became even deeper.

...

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the black tree shadow is horizontally lifted outside the window, and there is a black shadow entrenched at some point, Wang Feng looked at Su Qiao, who was asleep in his arms, and asked in a cold tone: "Uncle Lin, have I found something I checked?"

The black shadow trembled slightly, and a dry and old voice sounded: "Three days later, there will be an auction of medicinal herbs of the Fire Emperor Grass. ”

Wang Feng nodded: "I know." ”

As he spoke, the dark shadow dissipated......