Just when Feng Wuxin felt that his internal organs were about to be broken, that breath suddenly stopped.

She leaned against the spring and closed her eyes, using the ancient martial arts to look inside the blood in her body.

I saw that all the originally broken and blocked veins were impacted, and the blood was swimming rapidly in it, and there were even a few traces of white aura mixed in it-

That's Reiki!

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and spread her hands out in front of her.

Sure enough, there was a hint of white breath between the hands.

Feng Wu was overjoyed, she recalled the memory of the original owner, and began to try to gather aura.

The white aura slowly gathered in the sky above, forming a spherical shape and falling into Feng Wuxin's hand.

She caught it carefully, a slightly fiery aura enveloping her slender hands, changing shapes between her fingers.

Feng Wuxin's eyes widened, staring at his hands in disbelief.

In the past, she practiced ancient martial arts with her master, and she had seen the same bright white aura on her master, she asked her master what it was, and the master just shook his head and said nothing.

Feng Wu's heart frowned slightly, could it be that the master is a person from this world?

She withdrew her hand and shouted outward, "Little fire! ”

The sound of a small flame did not sound, but a dark shadow walked in.

"Miss Feng, what do you command?"

Feng Wuxin saw others coming in, and hurriedly sank down, and the black shadow said coldly: "My subordinates are just a lonely soul serving Lord Mozun, Miss Feng doesn't need to be afraid." ”

Feng Wuxin glanced at him, and sure enough, he saw that his black robe was empty.

I didn't expect the Great Demon King to even enslave ghosts, it's simply inhumane!

Oh forgot, he's a demon, and he really doesn't have humanity......

In addition to sighing, Feng Wu did not forget to ask where the little flame went.

Except when she hadn't met Xiao Huo, she and Xiao Huo had never been separated at other times.

Now that Xiao Huo is not around, she is still a little uneasy in her heart.

"Lord Demon Venerable took Huozun out to do some trivial things, and he won't come back until about half an hour later."

Feng Wu nodded thoughtfully, and asked again, "Then when can I come out?" ”

"After about a stick of incense, a subordinate will come in and inform you. If Miss Feng had nothing else to do, her subordinates would retire first. ”

With that, the black shadow disappeared at the entrance of the spiritual spring.

Xiaohuo is not here, and she can't get out of the spiritual spring yet.

Feng Wu was bored and began to play with the aura in his hand.

I vaguely remember that when I first met the Great Demon King, he used a cold blade made of aura.

It would be nice if his aura could be as powerful as the Great Demon King.

Thinking about it, Feng Wuxin tried to control the aura in his hand with his spiritual power.

Whether in modern times or in the Xuanhuang Continent, her favorite weapon is always the dagger.

The dagger is short and easy to hide, and for her, who is very good at hand-to-hand combat, it is not only a good tool for self-defense, but also a sharp weapon that can be used for assassination.

The aura changes in the hand in a thousand ways, but it just can't form a solid state.

She stared at her hand and became engrossed, and the black shadow 'walked in' from outside, put a new set of clothes on the edge of the spring, and said respectfully: "Miss Feng, the time is up, you can come out of the spiritual spring." This is the clean clothes that Lord Mozun ordered his subordinates to prepare for you, and I hope you like it. ”

Feng Wuxin's eyes fell on the set of clothes, the moonlit robe and shoes, sure enough, it was the handiwork of the Great Demon King.

The black shadow left, and Feng Wuxin changed into that set of clothes.

The already fair complexion is even more radiant against the backdrop of the moonlight.