Feng Jiu put away his fist and looked at the beautiful girl standing on the steps, the more he looked, the more pleasing he felt.

Leng Shuang came back to his senses, walked towards her, lowered his head slightly and said respectfully: "Master, the young master hasn't come back yet." ”

"He went out early in the morning and hasn't come back yet?" She said in surprise, and asked again: "Isn't the relationship between the Guan family and the Ke family three days later?" ”

"It's three days later."

Leng Shuang responded, his voice paused, and he said: "But when the young master left, he said that he wanted to go back early and didn't want the master to follow, he said that he would handle this matter himself." ”

Hearing this, Feng Jiu smiled, thinking that he was worried that if she went, the scene would be a little difficult to clean up, and besides, he should still not believe that the Guan family would be too cruel to him, let alone that his clansmen would treat him indifferently in front of interests.

It's okay to let him deal with it himself, and he will know that some people will be ruthless in the face of interests, even if they are clan brothers.

His family, she didn't have a good impression of them at all.

It's the Feng family......

Thinking of the things she knew about the Feng family after coming to Yunyue City, a trace of complexity crossed her heart.

The people of the Feng family really love Feng Qingge, but they don't know that Feng Qingge, who is now held in the palm of their hands, killed their original daughter.

Leng Shuang on the side looked at the deranged knife marks on Feng Jiu's face, and couldn't help but have a slight glint in his eyes.

The scars were intricately spread across the master's face, and countless scars covered her original face, and all she saw were those heart-wrenching scars.

She really couldn't imagine who would ruin a woman's face like this? What kind of hatred can be such a hand?

Thinking of her master, who had no power to protect herself, she secretly made up her mind that she would protect her every step of the way in the future.

Now Leng Shuang, I don't know Feng Jiu's skills and strength, because since she followed her, what she has seen is that she is playing this soft and offensive fist in the courtyard every morning.

In addition, she is an alchemist herself, so her preconceived notions also make her think that she is only proficient in alchemy, but she is vulnerable in cultivation.

Feng Jiu, who was thinking about things, noticed Leng Shuang's gaze, turned his head sideways to look at her, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Cold Frost shook her head and lowered her head slightly.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu seemed to think of something, stroked his face, and chuckled: "Curious how my face was ruined like this?" ”

Her voice paused slightly, and she said indifferently: "Actually, it looks much better now, and at the beginning, even I couldn't bear to look at it directly." ”

She wasn't too worried about the scar on her face, after all, as long as the elixir was complete, it wouldn't take a month to restore this face to its original state, and what she was more worried about now was her cheap brother's hand.

There was news from the black market that the elixir she was looking for was difficult to find, and she still hadn't found it.

One day when the elixir is not complete, his hand will not be able to recover for a day, and her heart will not be able to let go for a day. If she really can't find the elixir, then she can only barter with those who hold the elixir in exchange.

And at this time, in Ke's house

Guan Xirin, who was dressed in a navy green robe, had a handsome face that was slightly gloomy, looked at the delicate woman in front of him, and asked in a stiff voice: "Do you really want to marry my cousin?" Did you agree with it yourself? Or did your family force you? ”