Feng Qinglian's "Escort Group" he had seen before, the strength of these people was not even counted, and he didn't know how the two sides got together, Zhao Feng saw an inch-sized platform faintly floating under their feet, which was why they could float in the air.

As for the injuries, only one of the male friars with a sword had a deep wound on the arm, but ...... Zhao Feng glanced at Feng Qinglian, whose face was pale, and the multicolored aperture that spread around them, and had a plan in his heart, this multicolored aperture was the reason to ensure their safety, and it should have been sent by Feng Qinglian if nothing happened.

Zhao Feng stared at Feng Qinglian closely, and he didn't know what they had brought with them to provoke these vajra crows to not leave when they met high-level monks.

The color of the multicolored aperture that wrapped the people around him was getting lighter and lighter, Yan Ping was afraid of hurting the monks inside, so he could only rely on brute force to make a passage, seeing that Feng Qinglian's face was getting whiter and whiter, he should not be able to hold on, Zhao Feng's thoughts were not over, and the multicolored aperture suddenly disappeared.

Zhao Feng went down directly with the sword, for the same reason, and he didn't know who the floating magic weapon was, after Feng Qinglian fainted, almost a moment Feng Qinglian fell down by himself, Zhao Feng secretly scolded the monks above for crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, while rushing down faster, several vajra crows around them turned down in unison almost the moment Feng Qinglian fell.

The Vajra Crow is very fast, but Zhao Feng, who is still the sword, is better, and fortunately, Zhao Feng has been watching Feng Qinglian, so that he can bend down to save her as soon as possible, Zhao Feng held Feng Qinglian, who had lost consciousness, and the sword under his feet flew quickly into the distance, Zhao Feng knew very well that Yan Ping's concerns were nothing more than that group of monks, and now that the target of Vajra Crow's attack was them, Yan Ping could do it without scruples.

As Zhao Feng thought, since Zhao Feng left the mouth with Feng Qinglian, those vajra crows besieging the monks on the floating seat were no longer entangled, Yan Ping easily cleaned up the vajra crows behind, and some of the rest were also scattered by Yan Ping behind him.

After confirming that there was no vajra crow behind him, Zhao Feng stopped in the air, Yan Ping caught up, and asked Zhao Feng if he knew him, Zhao Feng nodded and admitted: "It's my friend." ”

Yan Ping nodded when he heard it, took out a bottle of pill, poured a pill out and fed it to Feng Qinglian, and then looked around: "It's better to find a place to rest first." ”

Zhao Feng nodded, but they were not familiar with the place here, and they really didn't know where to rest, Zhao Feng turned around and saw those monks who were still in the air from a distance, and he had an idea in his heart.

Before she fell into a coma again, Feng Qinglian felt that she was probably hallucinating, a person who shouldn't have appeared, was coming towards her with Edgeworth, and this scene was constantly circulating in her mind in the coma.

When he opened his eyes, Feng Qinglian felt that the figure with his back to him was very familiar, his fingers moved slightly, the person immediately turned his head, frowned and looked at her, Feng Qinglian blinked without a trace to determine whether it was his hallucination, and after making sure that it was not a hallucination, he fell asleep again.

Zhao Feng twisted his eyebrows, after disposing of those vajra crows before, Zhao Feng and Yan Ping went over to ask those monks, only to know that they were from a temporary rest place to kill and ascend to heaven, and they carried all the pill materials of that rest place, as for what was on Feng Qinglian's body that provoked the vajra crows to desperately grab it, they didn't know.

Feng Qinglian's body couldn't be delayed, Zhao Feng and Yan Ping exchanged for a while, and they planned to wait in the rest place first, Yan Ping's breath was restrained, and there were no high-level monks in the rest place, which made it convenient for Yan Ping to go out to find out the news.

Yan Ping didn't go out for a long time, then he came back, he told Zhao Feng that there were a lot of high-level monks, but they seemed to be sent out by the Senate, and the monks divided the range and forcibly pushed the demon beasts back, so the rest area behind was only these low-level monks.

After Yan Ping finished speaking, he told Zhao Feng not to leave without permission, and then he went out to see the situation by himself, Zhao Feng just had to rest for a while, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a young man who was about the same age as him rushed in anxiously, Zhao Feng looked at his face and always felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who this person was for a while, the man saw Zhao Feng's puzzled face, and said unhappily: "What are you looking at, has Qinglian woken up?" ”

Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows and knew who this person was, this male cultivator was one of the people who was on the floating seat before, he was very embarrassed at that time, Zhao Feng just glanced at it, so he just had a general impression, and now listening to this person's words, he actually knew Feng Qinglian.

Zhao Feng looked at the male cultivator in front of him, who was obviously refreshed, and raised his eyebrows: "I haven't woken up yet." ”

The male cultivator snorted coldly: "Useless things, get out of the way and I'll take care of Qinglian myself." ”

Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows, he didn't say anything, but his body didn't mean to retreat, the male cultivator's face immediately turned cold, and before he could attack, he saw a smile on the corner of Zhao Feng's mouth, the smile was clear and murderous, the male cultivator exhaled and put down the cruel words: "Qinglian is temporarily deposited with you, if you don't take care of it well, the young master will ask you." After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and slammed the door.

Zhao Feng gently dispersed the palm thunder in his hand, but there was a sudden feeling of staring behind him, Zhao Feng turned around, and Feng Qinglian had already struggled to get up.

Zhao Feng frowned and walked over quickly, looked at Feng Qinglian's still pale face, and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Feng Qinglian nodded, signaling that he was fine, Zhao Feng thought about it, took out the jade bottle with the Heavenly Treasure Pill on it, poured one and handed it to Feng Qinglian, Feng Qinglian looked up at Zhao Feng in surprise almost at the same time as he took it, obviously he didn't expect Zhao Feng to have such a thing on his body.

Zhao Feng smiled: "Why are you afraid that I will harm you?" ”

Feng Qinglian shook his head slightly, then swallowed the pill, and then began to breathe silently, Zhao Feng saw this, and returned to the chair outside, Feng Qinglian and his impression did not change much, it was already extremely good-looking three years ago, and now it is only the facial features that are more marked than before.

Shaking his head slightly, Zhao Feng also began to breathe.

This rare calm did not last too long, but in half a day, Zhao Feng's door was pushed open without warning, Zhao Feng opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the male cultivator rushing in with an impatient face in the morning: "What about Qinglian, is Qinglian awake?" ”

Zhao Feng was really a little angry, interrupting the monk's cultivation so rashly, if it was okay at ordinary times, it might make the monk go crazy at a critical time, Zhao Feng hurriedly stood up and walked to the inner room, and the male cultivator followed closely without getting a response.

Zhao Feng entered the inner room, and saw that Feng Qinglian had also finished pranayama, his face was not too pale, and it was a little red, it seemed that there was no big problem, Zhao Feng had not yet spoken, but the male cultivator behind him suddenly squeezed in front of Zhao Feng, lying in front of the window and looking at Feng Qinglian: "Qinglian, you finally woke up, I have been guarding you here, I know that you will be fine." ”

Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows, but did not speak, Feng Qinglian glanced at Zhao Feng, seeing that Zhao Feng had no intention of opening his mouth at all, his good-looking brows also wrinkled, and then said unsteadily: "Thank you, but my body is still a little weak now, I want to continue practicing if I can." ”

The male cultivator didn't know if he really didn't understand Feng Qinglian's eviction order or pretended not to understand, so he hurriedly smiled flatteringly: "Qinglian go to me, I have a good elixir, and I will definitely make you better as soon as possible." ”

Feng Qinglian's brows furrowed even deeper, and suddenly a faint smile appeared, this smile directly made the male cultivator stunned, Feng Qinglian said softly: "I understand your kindness, I also have the healing elixir, and I think this is the safest." After Feng Qinglian finished speaking, he didn't seem to feel that it was enough, and glanced at Zhao Feng with a smile.

On Zhao Feng's face, Feng Qinglian was completely so, but it seemed that both of them had a high opinion of the IQ of this male cultivator, and the male cultivator didn't pay attention to Feng Qinglian and glanced at Zhao Feng again, but looked at Feng Qinglian in a complicated way: "Although Qinglian's guard is very powerful, you know, there is no way to compare with our family." ”

"Oh? Who cried and shouted and begged me to take him away? A faint voice came into his ears, and the male cultivator was frightened and fell directly to the ground, and then his eyes swept around a few times, but no one was seen, and he wanted to say a few cruel words, but remembering what happened before, he covered his mouth and ran out directly.

Zhao Feng couldn't help but say to Feng Qinglian: "How can you know this kind of person?" ”

Feng Qinglian shook his head gently: "I also came out to meet this time, and he probably doesn't know my identity." ”

Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows: "Whose magic weapon is the floating seat you stepped on before?" ”

Feng Qinglian was basically unconscious when he fell, so he was a little puzzled by Zhao Fengfeng's question, but he still replied: "It's the person just now." ”

Zhao Feng sneered, laughed at three points, and said coldly: "He threw you down as soon as he fell into a coma, but now he cares about you so grandly." ”

Feng Qinglian opened his mouth to say this, but he never said it, Zhao Feng was right, but these superficial efforts were just necessary, just looking at the smile on Zhao Feng's face, his intuition told Feng Qinglian not to say it well.

The atmosphere suddenly stiffened, but before the two of them felt a little embarrassed, Yan Ping's voice sounded again with the sound of opening the door: "Where was that kid just now?" ”。

Yan Ping pushed the door and entered, his face was very calm, his breath was very depressed, thinking that he was so introverted, he was talked about by a person so loudly, if he didn't know, it would be forgotten, if he hadn't cried and begged him to save him before, Yan Ping wouldn't care about his life and death. Now that he has saved him, it doesn't matter if he is not grateful to Dade, he is still talking so much, he really doesn't know how thick the sky is.

Feng Qinglian saw Yan Ping come in and looked at Zhao Feng.