Chapter 63: The Wind God is seriously injured
Raising her eyes and seeing Meng Luo looking at her with puffed cheeks and round peach blossom eyes, Meng Wanqiu smiled,
"Don't worry, it should be that when you fought with the vampire a few days ago, the baby was chopped by the little baby, and she was unstable. ”
Meng Liao was a little confused when he was smashed on the head by two "babies", could it be that the "little baby" refers to the electric python that is thick with one person?
Over there, Meng Wanqiu continued, "I'll ask Xian Bo to bring an IOU, go to the old gentleman who has been pinching pills all day, and ask you for a few Solid God Pills, and then you will give it to Jiqi Baby, and it should be fine." ”
After the words fell, he turned his head and instructed the immortal uncle who had been accompanying him, "Remember to ask him again to take a few nine-turn gold pills for the wind god to heal, Lao Jun, I don't charge him interest and keep delaying and not paying back, you must take back the debt this time!"
Meng didn't care about listening any further, stuffed the mobile phone into Ju Mang's arms, walked quickly to the water god, and asked anxiously: "Feng You is injured?!"
From the moment the mobile phone was handed over to Meng Li, the water god sat on the sofa with a resentful face, and when he heard her question, he pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying.
"I'm still wondering when you're going to think of him?" there was a deep resentment in his tone.
"Is he badly injured? By the way, he just said to rest in the room, right?"
Before the words fell, Meng turned around and rushed upstairs, but the water god didn't hold it for a while, and followed closely.
Seeing this, Bai Shu also had to keep up, Meng Wanqiu said, "Hold him!", the tacit understanding between the girlfriends, Ju Mang grabbed Bai Shu, and his subordinates threw the person on her husband.
Boss She took over, and Bai Tu was pressed on the sofa.
"Why didn't you say that Lao Feng was so badly injured before?" Bai Shu struggled for a while, and realized that he was doing useless work, so he could only ask.
When the water god first arrived at the apartment, Bai Shu was locking himself in his room to raise his hair, and he didn't see the wind at all, so he didn't know how injured he was.
After coming out, I heard that he had been sent back to his room to rest, and I wanted to go to his room to have a look, and I remembered that in the past ten thousand years of acquaintance, it seems that every time I fight, whether it is a solo fight or a group fight wheel battle, Feng Youxiang has never lost, even if he is injured, it is just a little oily skin.
It was only now that I heard Meng Wanqiu say that she needed to use the Nine Turns Golden Pill to treat Feng Youxiang's injuries, and she realized that this time the invincible Feng You Xiang had overturned.
If it didn't hurt the foundation, where would you use a magic medicine like the Nine Turns Golden Pill?
Seeing that Bai Shu had finally calmed down, Ju Mang threw a look at Boss She.
Wishful thinking to regard this look as a flattering look thrown by his wife, Boss She let go of his hand with a smile and scratched his head, "Brother Bai can't help it, my wife commanded, don't dare to disobey, you are not injured!"
Bai Shu rubbed his wrists, which were a little bruised, and secretly scolded this boss She's wife for being strict and brute force.
Turning his head, he saw Jumang holding his mobile phone and pointing the screen at himself, Meng Wanqiu's face was condescending, looking at him with disgust, "What's the use of telling you?
Bai Shu knew that what Meng Wanqiu said was right, he was just an abandoned son who was sent to the human world by Qingqiu, and he was called a "talker", but he actually had no real power.
I also accepted this fact before, and there is nothing wrong with being a demon god who lives a leisurely life, but today my friend is seriously injured, and I can't do anything.
Bai Shu hung his head, his lips trembled, opened and closed for a while, and then raised his head and said, "Then why are you stopping me from going to see him?"
Before Meng Wanqiu could speak, Ju Mang said first, "Don't tell me, you don't know what Lord Feng is thinking, it depends on when he can't do it?"
Speaking of this, he added in a low voice, "The water god didn't take care of the injuries on the wind god, isn't this a proper bitter plan?"
Although the voice was small, several people were not far away, and they were all deaf and clear-sighted from all walks of life, so they naturally heard the words in their ears completely.
Meng Wanqiu smiled evilly, "As long as I think of the coldest god in the God Realm and become my brother-in-law, hehe......"
Although Bai Shu understood the intentions of these people, he was still angry and stopped himself in this way. I can't see Meng Wanqiu so proud, "If you don't let Meng change her words, if there is really that day in the future, Lao Feng will have to call you grandma!"
"How many years has he lived?!If I become his grandmother, what will I have to be old?" Meng Wanqiu's face darkened visibly.
Mitya, who had been working as a background board, quietly walked up to Edward's side and pulled his clothes, "Mr. Edward, what are they talking about?"
Edward didn't answer her question, looking at Mitya's little face with a little question mark and puff puff, a soft light swept through her blue eyes, "Spring is coming." ”
On the other side, Meng rushed all the way to Feng Youxiang's room, but when he arrived at the door, he hesitated, anxious about his injury, but he didn't dare to see him really injured in front of him, in the final analysis, this is all for himself.
When the water god caught up, Meng stretched out his hand, but he didn't dare to put it on the doorknob, let alone unscrew the door.
The resentment in his heart has disappeared by half, after all, he is the descendant of his wife, and it seems that he is also affectionate to Brother Feng......
So he stepped forward and crossed Meng, unscrewed the door, glanced back at Meng, and walked straight into the room.
When the two arrived at the bed, they saw Feng Youxiang lying on the bed unconscious with a pale face, none of the clothes on his body were intact, and a big hole was broken in his chest, revealing the flesh that bloomed underneath.
Meng looked at the various scars on his body and recognized knife wounds, whip marks, and lightning injuries...... There were more scars that she couldn't see or guess.
"After he was brought back to the divine realm by the rain master, he was confined in his residence, first using the forbidden method to imprison his protective divine power, and then sending him to a drowning prison to suppress his spiritual power...... In the end, he was tortured by all kinds of torture, and he was already like a mortal......"
As the water god spoke, Meng Li's whole body trembled slightly, her nose became more and more sore, and a series of tears flowed silently down her face, and she was surrounded by intense sadness, imagining all the tortures that Feng You had experienced in her mind......
"When I found him...... He had lost consciousness and was placed on the top of Kunlun...... Withstood the thunderstorm ......"
Hearing this, Meng Li's heart suddenly contracted, and the words of the water god pierced her heart like an incomparably sharp sword!
Under such a strong emotional impact, Meng Li's whole body was numb, and only the position of her heart, the pain clearly transmitted to her brain.
Unsteady under his feet, one fell to the side of Feng You's bed, and the water god hurriedly went to help, only to hear Meng with tears on his face, muttering to himself, "Why...... Why ......"