"Let's go." Bai Yao glanced at Dongfang Wuya and Feng Qicheng and said slowly.

Feng Qingcheng nodded, carried Dongfang Wuya on his back, and turned to leave in the other direction.

Panic and Baijing have been waiting for a long time.

Bai Yao glanced at Liu and said in a panic, "What I asked you to prepare." ”

"Here." With a quick wave of his hand, he took out a mahogany coffin from the space.

Feng Qingcheng's eyes flickered, and he asked slowly, "What is this?" ”

"No, you think we can get out?" Bai Yao glanced at Dongfang Wuya on Feng Chengcheng's back and said slowly.

Bai Jing and Liu hurriedly put Dongfang Wuya in the coffin and hurriedly, Feng Qingcheng's eyes were cold, but he didn't stop it.

Bai Yao glanced at Dongfang Wuya in the coffin, and sure enough, this kid didn't have anything good to do when he met this kid.

Early the next morning, Bai Jing's boy dressed as Bai Yao returned to Yu Rui's house with Bai Yao.

Feng Chengcheng and Liu Panic pretended to be mourning family members, hired a team of people, and all the way to the city gate.

"What for?" The guard stretched out his hand and stopped Feng Chengcheng and his party, the recent fight with Ye Cheng has been hot, and people who go in and out have to go through strict checks before they can go out.

"Tell the official." In a panic, he wore filial piety, bent his back, and said to the guard with a respectful look: "My master suddenly died of a vicious illness, and the little one sent the master back to his master's hometown." ”

"Sick of the body?" The guard looked suspicious, said suspiciously, glanced at the mahogany coffin and said, "Open it." ”

"Your Excellency." Feng Chengcheng stopped the guard, and said with tears in his eyes: "My lord, my husband has passed away, and I hope that my husband will leave some dignity." ”

As the old saying goes, the dead are the greatest, and now opening the museum like this is the most disrespectful to the deceased.

Feng Chengcheng and Liuyi naturally couldn't let the guards open the coffin, Dongfang Wuya still breathed, if the coffin was opened, wouldn't it be exposed.

"What can't you see?" The guard frowned and pushed Feng Chengcheng away, and Feng Chengcheng's body leaned back weakly.

Liu panicked and hurriedly helped Feng Qingcheng and panicked: "Madam." ”

"Adults really can't see it." When Feng Qicheng stabilized his footsteps, he hurriedly walked to the door guard and said, "My master died of ghost poison. ”

When the people around heard that they had died of ghost poison, they hurriedly retreated, ghost poison is not unusual, but it is very terrifying, this is a contagious poison.

As long as it spreads a little bit, it will infect the tract.

"It's placed, if you want to see it, you can open it and show him." Feng Chengcheng looked miserable, and reached out to touch the coffin of the mahogany.

"Yes." Liu nodded in a panic, and stretched out to push the coffin.

The people around him scattered like frightened birds.

The guard took a few steps back, covered his mouth with one hand, and said, "Hurry up, hurry up." ”

"Master Xie." Flustered arched his hand at the guard, waved his hand, and spilled a handful of paper money.

The coffin was carried unhurriedly, and slowly walked out of the city gate step by step.

After leaving the city, he found a hidden place, and hurriedly opened the coffin in a panic and carried Dongfang Wuya out.

Qucheng's carriage had already arrived, and Feng Chengcheng and Liuyu got into the carriage with Dongfang Wuya on their backs.

Liu set up the carriage in a panic, and in the carriage, Feng Qingcheng hugged Dongfang Wuya's body, and there was a heartache in his eyes.

She had already bandaged the wound on Dongfang Wuya's hand.

Feng Qingcheng gently stroked Dongfang Wuya's face, but he hadn't seen him for a month, but he suddenly felt like a world away.

Feng Chengcheng gently held Dongfang Wuya's hand, with a touch of affection in his eyes, no matter what, Dongfang Wuya came out alive and well, so it was good.

Feng Chengcheng and Liuyi returned to Qucheng as quickly as possible, as long as they brought Dongfang Wuya back to Qucheng safely, no matter what happened, they couldn't take Dongfang Wuya away.

Not long after Feng Qicheng and Liu panicked in Qucheng, Bai Jing and Bai Yao also returned.

Baiyao looked at Dongfang Wuya, and sealed Dongfang Wuya's tendons and veins with silver needles, Dongfang Wuya's body has Yu Rui's Gu poison, as long as Yu Rui is bewitched, Dongfang Wuya's blood is very likely to wake up again, and when Dongfang Wuya is not completely cured, Baiyao will seal Dongfang Wuya's blood.

"Little girl, I'll help you bring it back." Bai Yao looked at Feng Qingcheng, who was sitting in front of Dongfang Wuya's bed, and said slowly: "Next, it's time for you to go and get me what you promised." ”

Feng Tingcheng nodded and stood up slowly, Dongfang Wuya has returned, Qucheng is not easy to break, and there is white medicine, Dongfang Wuya will be fine for the time being, Feng Tingcheng can also rest assured to do his own thing.

"Here's for you." Bai Yao handed a thing to Feng Qicheng, this thing was like a knee pad, but it was bigger than a knee pad.

Feng Chengcheng took the thing suspiciously, and looked at Bai Yao in confusion.

"You're pregnant, and this thing can help you protect the baby in your womb." Bai Yao said casually, looking indifferent, but the corners of Feng Qingcheng's mouth curved slightly.

"Then Wuyan will leave it to the seniors." Feng Chengcheng arched his hand at Bai Yao and turned to leave.

The person who Baiyao wants blood is called Sword Fight, which means Sword Fight.

He is one of the best masters in the Demon Star Domain, and legend has it that no one can hurt him, so if you want his blood, you must be prepared to be beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and be prepared for defeat.

Feng Qingcheng hooked the corners of her mouth and was not afraid, only when she got the blood of the sword fight, the white medicine would save Dongfang Wuyan, so no matter what, she would get this blood.

The sword fight is on the top of the snow-capped mountains.

Feng Qingcheng wrapped the fur on his body tightly and touched his slightly bulging lower abdomen, in this lower abdomen, there is a small life that really grows.

Recently, there has been a slight bulge in the lower abdomen, although it is not very obvious, but it is already a little bit.

Suddenly, there was goose feather snow floating in the sky, and Feng Chengcheng raised his eyes to see the same high and steep cliff, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and slowly walked forward.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and Feng Chengcheng felt the unprecedented cold, and she couldn't help but shrink her neck and wrap her body in her fur.

The heavy snow fell all night, but when the heavy snow stopped, Feng Tilt City had just reached the top of the snow-capped mountain.

Feng Chengcheng glanced at the top of the empty snow-capped mountain, where there were only a few small marble houses on it.

There was a person at the door, who looked at Feng Chengcheng coldly and said, "You're here?" ”

This person is Sword Fight, he has long felt that the Dao Feng Chengcheng has arrived, but he didn't expect that he obviously felt that the Dao was a very powerful person, but the person who came was a petite girl.

"Sword fighting?" Feng Tingcheng raised his eyebrows, the purple thunder sword in his hand had already been sacrificed, a drop of this person's blood could be exchanged for white medicine to save Dongfang Wuyi, no matter what, Feng Tingcheng had to obtain a drop of sword blood.

"You're here to go to me alone?" Jian Dou looked at Feng Chengcheng and asked slowly.

Seeing that Feng Qingcheng didn't answer, Jian Dou tilted his neck slightly and said, "Give up, you can't beat me." ”

"I just need a drop of your blood." Feng Qingcheng slowly raised his sword and said to the sword fight word by word.

"Jokes." Jian Dou looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, and the goose feather snow began to fall slowly again, and a little snowflake was stained between his eyebrows and said slowly: "No one in this world can hurt me." ”

"Then let's try." The corners of Feng Chengcheng's mouth hooked slightly, and the snowflakes fell on the corners of Feng Chengcheng's mouth and face, but Feng Chengcheng looked colder than the snowflakes on the top of this snowy mountain.

Jian Dou smiled lazily, Feng Qingcheng was really too weak in his eyes.

Feng Qingcheng didn't pay attention to the ridicule of the sword fight, and the purple thunder sword in his hand lightly drew a small circle, and this circle slowly turned into a golden sword qi.

Little by little, the sword qi slowly pushed towards the sword fight, slowly lifting the thick snow on the ground.

This sword qi seemed slow, but it was actually fast and sharp.

Sword Fight, a glimmer of light of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes, looking at the ground, the sword qi that was as thin as a cicada's wings, but as imposing as a rainbow, flashed back and disappeared in front of Feng Qicheng.

The sword qi exploded like a mountain and a sea of mountains where the sword fight stood, blowing up the snow on the ground.