Feng Zixi flicked his hand, put away the stone table, replaced it with an ordinary wooden table, and then gathered several people together.

"Here are two thousand taels of silver, tomorrow you will separate and buy all the Lingtian, remember to be closer to here, and gather together, so that in the future, we don't have to worry about the future of cultivation."

Speaking of this, Feng Zixi handed over the silver ticket to the three of them, and then her eyes flashed, and her expression became solemn: "Luo Pozi is missing, Luo Yongwang was burned to death, this matter is reported back to the clan, and someone will definitely come to check, but you don't have to worry, no one saw me act at that time, so in the past few days, you can just do your activities as usual, and when you finish the Lingtian matter, you will come here to cultivate, and you don't have to be afraid of attracting attention." ”

She wasn't afraid of people coming from Falling Moon City, and even if they didn't come, she would go back on her own, and at the end of the year in three months.

Because her mother is still in the Luo family, although it is rumored that her mother has died of illness a long time ago, and she has never seen her in her previous life, but this time, she must look for it.

She wants to confirm her mother's whereabouts with her own eyes, and she wants to return to the Luo family with dignity, and use her own strength to wash away the ridicule and shame of her mother.

"Oh...... What about Mu Yu? Lin Yueji didn't give up.

Feng Zixi's face sank, and she said sternly: "Don't worry about Mu Yu's affairs, if you meet him, you must not provoke him." ”

"Oh!" Lin Yueji nodded stupidly, but there was a fire of curiosity burning in her eyes.

Several people also nodded in the same way, and after a while, they entered the inner room and practiced meditation respectively.

Except for Meng Xiaoyu, Fang Han and Lin Yueji are all orphans, so no one cares where they sleep at night.

As for Xiaoyu, she is only fostered in a relative's house, and as a spiritual cultivator, it is common for her to not shrink back at night.

A few people settled down, and the room became quiet.

A small forbidden flag flew into the air, flashed and then disappeared, enveloping the entire courtyard.

"Xiaoyu, my sister will heal your leg now, from now on, you don't have to sit in a wheelchair again, even if the cold in your body, your sister will slowly dispel it for you, at most a year, you can cultivate like Xiaoyu and them and become a strong person in the world."

"Hmm." Feng Yu lay on the bed and nodded vigorously.

"You bear with it, it hurts a little."

Feng Zixi took out an elixir and gave it to him, and then, like electricity, his fingers shattered all the bones in Feng Yu's legs and turned them into powder.

Feng Yu snorted, clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, and bulged all over his body.

"Gather!"

Feng Zixi's magic trick was pinched, and one after another spiritual power penetrated into the bones of his legs, and as more and more spiritual light fell, Feng Yu's leg bones fused little by little......

After a long night, when it finally passed, Feng Zixi gently closed the door, looked at the rising morning glow in the sky, and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"Boss, let's go."

Lin Yueji beckoned to Feng Zixi, and the three of them walked out lightly and headed for the spiritual garden.

They also heard about Feng Yu's leg last night, so at this time, the three of them were all very happy on their faces, looking forward to Feng Yu's recovery soon.

Will definitely recover!

Feng Zixi stood in the courtyard, silently looking at a locust tree on the east side of the courtyard.

In her previous life, Xiaoyu was buried under this locust tree, and at this time, she was reborn and returned, and everything will change.

Taking a deep breath, she was about to go back to the house when a teasing voice rang out.

"Where's my breakfast?"

Dressed in a black robe, with a tall posture, and long black hair fluttering in the morning breeze, Mu Yu came slowly, leaning in front of the courtyard, with an evil smile on his face.

Feng Zixi rolled her eyes: "No." ”

As soon as he turned around and entered the house, the ripples in front of him appeared, and in the scattered ripples, Mu Yu revealed his figure, he sat on the front bed, and his palm casually stroked Feng Yu's face.