Seeing this, Bo Cijing immediately used all the strength of his body to cast a spell on Yueli.

Jingchen saw the difference on the side, and his hand also exerted spiritual power, and Bo Cijing looked at Rong Jingchen in astonishment.

Rong Jingchen said in a low voice: "Senior Bodhisattva, you go to the side to rest, let me bear all this, I am her husband, this is what I should do."

Bo Cijing knew that Rong Jingchen had just been injured some time ago.

Now, if you still use spiritual power to help Feng Yueli alleviate her pain.

Wouldn't it be very difficult for him to recover his body in the future?

Thinking of this, Bo Cijing's heart was full of worry.

He had asked the spy to secretly protect Rong Jingchen and Feng Yueli.

Knows everything about the two of them.

But what is happening now is not a situation that he can control.

Speaking of which, he is an outsider, and he can't interfere in these things.

can only give Feng Yueli and Rong Jingchen some help at the right time.

At the same time, Feng Yueli was frowning tightly, and cold sweat was falling.

The pain spread throughout the body.

Yueli's beautiful face was pale, and the pain was like thousands of cotton needles repeatedly piercing her on her body, piercing her bones.

Thin beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, as if every movement was a great torment.

She closed her eyes tightly and lay quietly on the collapse.

His face was pale and there was not a trace of blood.

Sometimes she frowned slightly, and sometimes she spat heavily.

The onset of poison tortured her and caused her to lose her former vitality.

In Yueli's thin lips, blood was faintly oozing.

She opened her eyes slightly, and the pain on her body was even more obvious.

A look of surprise flashed on his shocked face: "Li'er, are you awake?"

Feng Yueli knew that she was poisoned.

Scold...... It seems that Jiang Wuxin is right.

Sure enough, it was a seizure today.

Jiang Wuxin, Jiang Wuxin, is very accurate.

Arrange everything in his game.

Who knows what he plans in the future.

One night, Feng Yueli was all in pain.

In the confusion, Yueli only heard Rong Jingchen call her name many times.

But she never responded.

It was only when the sky slowly brightened up, and the moon glass survived, and there was nothing to do.

Rong Jingchen had no strength in his whole body because of his excessive spiritual power.

Bo Cijing sighed: "Although she is good, her cultivation will weaken day by day, not only that, every time on the night of the red moon, her spirit will be controlled by the demons, once controlled, her whole person will lose consciousness, and it is even possible to kill people indiscriminately, Rong Lao thinks about it, now there are fifteen days before the night of the red moon."

Rong Jingchen's face was in a trance, and sadness flashed in his eyes: "That senior, is there any way to prevent Li'er from being controlled by the demons?"

Bo Cijing shook his head, and he didn't have any way: "The old body doesn't have any way, because if it is controlled by the demon, it is the person who drugged it, and the demon is also the person who drugged the person who recruited the person who controlled the phoenix, if you want to find the person who drugged it, you have to find the person who drugged it to solve it."

Rong Jingchen clenched his fists tightly.

Who the hell is going to be so ruthless to Li'er.

This man is really calculating.

Feng Yueli squinted her eyes slightly, her expression was extremely painful, but she still held on: "Old man Bo, you go quickly, I have something to say to Jingchen, I don't want to involve the people around me in this matter, you try to help me keep it secret, don't let anyone know."

Her voice was soft, as if she were explaining something ordinary.

A trace of worry swept over the old man's face.