Yuan Qi's eyes were cracked, but he was far away like everyone else, and he didn't have time to block this sword at all.

Feng Wei watched the bright long sword get bigger and bigger in front of her, no matter where she hid at this moment, she would be seriously injured because of this, she frowned and calculated that hiding there would make her less injured, but unexpectedly, a figure blocked in front of her, the long sword penetrated her chest, and the bloody tip of the sword was even a finger away from Feng Wei's chest, watching the snow-white figure in front of her slowly slide down, Feng Wei came back to her senses, and quickly reached out to take her and hold her in her arms: "Xiaomei ......"

She panicked, and tried to block the blood that kept coming out with her hand, but there was still a sword stuck there, she was afraid that touching Xiaomei's wound would make her more painful, she only kept calling Xiaomei's name, Xiaomei's mouth kept bubbling blood, her mouth couldn't close, Rose also came over, and pulled Fu Zisi over.

Rose stretched out her hand and pulled Xiaomei's other hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Xiaomei, you hold on, I brought Dr. Fu over, he is very skilled in medicine, you also know, he will definitely cure you." As he spoke, tears fell.

Feng Wei kept wiping the blood coming out of her mouth with her hand, and when she heard this, she echoed: "Yes, Xiaomei, you must hold on, it will heal your injuries, you must hold on." ”

Xiaomei shook her head almost imperceptibly, and at the same time, Fu Zisi also shook her head and said, "The heart has been pierced, and there is no power to return to the sky......

Feng Wei's tears immediately burst the embankment, she held Xiaomei's hand tightly, opened her mouth and didn't know what to say.

"Little ...... Miss, you, can you promise me one thing? ”

"What's the matter? You say, whatever it is, I will definitely promise you. ”

"Yuan ...... Lord Yuan is in love with Miss, Miss...... Is it acceptable to him? Good...... Treat him well? ”

As she spoke, she looked at Yuan Qi who was standing next to her, and there was still infatuation in her eyes.

Looking at Xiaomei's eyes, Feng Wei was a little unacceptable, she bit her lip and said, "Xiaomei, if you like Yuan Qi, when the time comes, I will draw ten or eight to give it to you, don't worry." ”

Yuan Qi frowned, painting him to carry it over? But seeing this situation, everyone was dying, and he didn't care about anything, so he could only stand in place silently.

Xiaomei grinned her bright red mouth and wanted to laugh, but coughed up more blood, Feng Wei hurriedly said, "Don't get excited, who else do you like besides Yuan Qi?" I'll bring it all to you. ”

Xiaomei shook her head: "Miss...... If there is fate in the next life, Xiaomei ...... Xiaomei still wants to ...... Be your maid ......"

Her hands became weak and slowly drooped, and her eyes slowly lost their brilliance and closed softly. At this moment, Feng Wei couldn't shed tears, she raised her head and looked at Feng Yu who was sitting on the ground not far away, and her eyes burst with hatred.

"What are you still doing? Why don't you pull her down? ”

Someone in the crowd silently came up and pulled Feng Yu away, Feng Yu opened her mouth to speak, but was gagged with a cloth and couldn't make any sound, and after a while, she walked away, and everyone did not leave, mourning silently for a life that had just passed.

Because of this episode, it attracted those people from Netherworld, making it much easier for Murong Che to carry the gold, and no one noticed that there were still a group of them working in the dark night.

Early the next morning, the cliff valley was covered with white cloth, and the mountain road was almost all paved with white cloth. Yi Shubai carried it for a night, he was embarrassed to fall asleep when this kind of thing happened, after knowing the reason for this matter, he only felt that he had dark clouds above his head, it seemed that something about himself was going to happen, and sure enough, a little guy came to invite him: "Yi Gongzi, the pavilion master is invited." ”

Yi Shubai nodded, and followed the little maid to the hall, only to see a spiritual platform in the center of the hall, and a coffin behind, and a bookcase next to it, Feng Wei was lying there writing and painting, he wanted to walk over to see what the painting was, Feng Wei stopped him: "Stand there and don't move." ”

He immediately stopped, stood motionless, and then he realized that everyone was several feet away from her. I was a little puzzled about what Feng Wei was doing, but everyone didn't move, and he didn't want to be this budding bird.

Thinking of the time when his subordinate told him the reason last night, he said that Feng Wei wanted to draw a portrait of Yuan Qi in ten chapters and eight chapters and burn it to Xiaomei.

Turning his head to look at Yuan Qi's constipated face, he wanted to laugh, but in this atmosphere, he couldn't laugh, so he could only bite his lip and restrain himself.

After a long time, Feng Wei stopped writing, then picked up the painting in front of her, looked left and right, frowned, and showed the portrait to everyone. ”

Feng Wei glared at him and snorted coldly, saying that he was going to draw ten or eight sheets for Xiaomei, but in fact, it was just to say that she couldn't even write with a brush, how could she draw with a brush? But death is great, and since she agreed, she can't go back, so she came out like this.

It's just that she still thinks too highly of her own ability, she thought she could still draw a personal appearance, but she didn't expect that she didn't even look like a human being.

She glanced at the crowd, "Which of you can draw?" ”

Yuan Qi took the lead in shaking his head, laughing, it was weird enough to paint himself by himself, and now he not only painted it, but also burned the dead, he only felt that his heart was hairy, even if he could draw, he would say no.

Feng Wei looked at Zhao Gong, this guy was born in the imperial examination, and he must be good at painting. Zhao Gong did nodded, Xiaomei was the same as Feng Wei in his eyes, and he loved him in front of his daughter, but he didn't expect it to be unpredictable, so he let him send a white-haired person to a black-haired person, and sighed: "The old minister can draw, but the old minister with eight out of ten can't draw it all of a sudden, otherwise let the imperial concubine and the national teacher help." ”

Feng Wei nodded and looked at Xiao Nan and Murong Che. Since they had already been named, these two people naturally would not refuse, and moved two more tables, and the three of them just buried their heads in painting, and glanced at Yuan Qi from time to time.

Yuan Qi's face became darker and darker, Feng Wei didn't care about the shadow in his heart, and directly pulled him to the center, so that the three people who painted could look more carefully.

Feng Wei patted him on the shoulder: "Cooperate well, you draw first, you, follow me." The cold eyes swept over Yi Shubai and took the lead in the inner room.

Yi Shubai touched his nose and followed in, sat down opposite Feng Wei, and without waiting for Feng Wei to ask, he opened his mouth and said: "You can't blame me for this, it was Feng Yu's woman who wanted to die and come back to life to meet Yuan Qi, but I didn't expect things to develop like this." ”

"You promised her to come with you?"

"I didn't want to at the beginning, but she said that she had always missed Yuan Qi, Yuan Qi was her man, and she just wanted to see him all the time, so I relented and let her follow."

"Then why didn't you tell me then?"

"At that time, Xia Lianggong and Jian Xubin were interrupted, and I forgot to tell you about it."