A pair of watery eyes made Ye Anjiu even weaker and helpless now, looking like a little woman who had been bullied.

"Woo woo, you're bullying me!" Ye An Jiu was about to cry, and stretched out his slender finger to point at Yan Chimu.

Yan Chimu closed his eyes in disgust, as if he had polluted his eyes as soon as he saw Ye Anjiu.

Ye An Jiu also took this opportunity to hurriedly jump into the car and let the coachman catch the car, this carriage seems to be simple and monotonous, but it is not ordinary fast.

When Yan Chimu opened his eyes again, Ye An Jiu didn't know where he had run away.

Yan Chimu's fingers clenched tightly, squinting at the place where the carriage had stayed.

"Feng Jingshu, you can't escape!" Yan Chimu said coldly, his words were bound to be won.

"Jiujiu, you won't really like this Feng Jingshu?" The driver suddenly spoke, and when he looked closely, the original coachman's outfit had changed into a white dress, and his ordinary face had become handsome and extraordinary.

"Dusty, do you think I will?" Ye Anjiu walked out of the carriage and stood beside Feng Chenyi, looked at Feng Chenyi condescendingly and said funny.

"I just think she's suddenly so much more interesting!" Ye An Jiu smiled.

"Women are the most cunning creatures, aren't you afraid that she will trap you?" Fengchenyi raised his eyebrows, a little worried about Ye Anjiu.

Although this woman used to be a little pitiful, this woman liked to spend the night with a dead face, and she was also very cunning to her family, so he was a little worried.

"Don't you think men are the most cunning?" Ye An Jiu smiled and denied Feng Chenyi's words.

"Okay, okay, whatever you want, I hope you don't regret it in the future!" Feng Chenyi rolled his eyes, turned around and jumped out of the carriage and flew out.

"I wish you success in the mirror in one day's time!" Before leaving, Feng Chenyi reminded.

Ye Anjiu did not reply to the wind and dust clothes, but went into the carriage and hugged Feng Lingluo out.

"Master, you're back!"

As soon as Ye Anjiu hugged Feng Lingluo down, the door of the mansion was opened, and a man wearing a half-mask in brocade clothes came out from inside.

"Hmm!" Ye Anjiu nodded lightly, and then handed Feng Lingluo to him.

"Haosheng takes care of her, don't let the old thief Yan take her away!" Ye An Jiu commanded lightly, and as soon as the words fell, he went straight in.

It was too dark, he didn't see clearly who the person in his arms was, and when he saw Feng Lingluo's face in the light, he was so frightened that he almost threw her out.

This...... This...... Isn't she supposed to die?

How is it still alive???

The guard Ya Wu'an was a little confused, he didn't care about this kind of idle business, he just followed his orders.

Ya Wu'an placed Feng Ling in a secret place.

And Ye Anjiu cleaned up and rushed over, and then went to check how Feng Lingluo was injured.

Ye An Jiu took out a handkerchief from his arms and put it on Feng Lingluo's hand.

After a while, Ye Anjiu let go of his hand.

"Waste wood is waste material, and this bit of soul power can't bear it!" Ye An Jiu took a breath and complained mercilessly.

"Master, she's ???" Ya Wuan raised his eyebrows and asked lightly.

"The soul is chaotic, the body can't bear it, and the blood veins are running around causing a coma, it's not a big deal, just take a few patches of medicine!" Ye An Jiu said as he picked up the brush on the desk and waved a few strokes, and after a while, he wrote a piece of paper.

"Master, after a day, the time mirror will be opened, you can't use spiritual power to alchemy!"