Bing Feng knew how much Sikong Haoyue wanted to kill Chen Shu. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Kill it, kill it, she doesn't want to be nosy.

But when she saw Chen Shu, who was already injured and no longer human, she still felt a little compassion.

When Lan Yu died, he was also so scarred on his body.

Unable to resist the flower demon's bitter pleading, Bingfeng finally nodded and promised to save Chen Shu's life.

Knowing that Chen Shu had fled into Bingfeng's residence, Sikong Haoyue blushed and searched the place mercilessly.

The ice phoenix, the flower demon and a group of maids stood in the courtyard, and Sikong Haoyue's gaze swept across their faces like knives.

"Tell me, where is Chen Shu?" Sikong Haoyue pinched the chin of a maid.

The maid was a mortal woman, and this was the first time she had been so close to a mage, and she was already terrified.

She shook her head in a panic and struggle, and made a "ahhhh

Click――

The sound of a broken neck bone.

Sikong Haoyue let go, and the maid's body was spread on the ground softly, twitching a few times in despair, and she didn't move.

Immediately, a nimble man stepped forward and carried the corpse away, and the few drops of blood dripping on the ground from the corpse's mouth were also wiped clean, as if nothing had happened.

Bing Feng looked at everything expressionlessly, without speaking, the flower demon was by her side, her eyes looking at her toes.

"What do you have to say?" Sikong Haoyue asked, looking directly into Bingfeng's eyes.

"Nope. Bingfeng's tone was as cold as ever, and she couldn't hear her emotions, "These maids are yours, how you want to kill, where you want to kill, and who you want to kill, it's all your business." Even I'll be yours soon, won't I?"

Sikong Haoyue didn't bother to think about whether she meant to be sarcastic, and insisted on asking, "Did you hide Chen Shu?"

Bingfeng sighed, "Why did I hide him?"

Because Chen Shu is a friend of Blue Feather?

Sikong Haoyue really didn't want to mention Lan Yu in front of Bingfeng, it seemed that it was a shame to mention the man he would never be able to surpass.

Bing Feng asked nonchalantly: "The person who came to pick me up from the Red Feather Country has arrived, and he will leave tomorrow morning, you don't want to come to see me off, do you?"

Without waiting for Sikong Haoyue to answer, she continued: "Let's send it off, after all, I'm about to get married, even if it's a show, besides, if you don't come to check my convoy in person, if Chen Shu escapes in it, my sin will be great." ”

After speaking, regardless of Sikong Haoyue's iron blue face, Bing Feng took the flower demon straight back to the house.

Everything in the house is the same, every piece of furnishings is standing quietly in its original place, even after a careful search, there is not the slightest displacement.

This made Bingfeng feel even more nervous, because it meant that even if Sikong Haoyue sent someone to visit secretly, she would not be able to detect it.

So, can Chen Shu still be hidden?

He was so badly wounded, could he still be saved?

Tomorrow, can you really take him out of the Crown Prince's Palace?

Bingfeng was a little at a loss, and she was soft-hearted for a while and found a big trouble for herself, but now Sikong Haoyue is eyeing her, and she can't just throw this trouble out.

"What can you do?" she asked for the Flower Demon's opinion for the first time.

The flower demon had obviously thought about it for a while, and said bluntly, "The Crown Prince Palace has many eyes and ears, and he will definitely not be able to take him out directly tomorrow, but he can ......"

Bingfeng suddenly interrupted the flower demon and said, "Do you want to go with him?"

The flower demon's eyes widened, "Follow him...... Together...... Let's go?"

"Don't you like him?"

The flower demon rubbed the hem of her skirt crampedly, "But he has a ghost car, he ...... Got the ghost car out of the way......"

Bingfeng nodded, she didn't know what to say to the flower demon, she even had her lover dead, so what qualifications did she have to give others guidance.

"Go see him. ”

Bingfeng went out, turned around, and closed the door.

The late autumn winds have brought a chill with them, and the sky has been gray from early morning. Bingfeng let the wind blow her hair.

She looked up at the sky, "When will the rain come down?"

Inside the house, the flower demon bowed deeply to the ice phoenix who had already gone out.

"Thank you, thank you. ”

The house where Bingfeng lives is not big, but the interior of the house is very luxurious.

There is a secret door at the back of the bedroom that leads directly to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, there is a huge wooden bathtub 3 meters long and 3 meters wide.

The water in the bathtub has run out of temperature, and in this kind of weather, the hot bath water can be cooled if it is left for an hour or two.

The flower demon rolled up his sleeves, picked up the wooden barrel next to the bathtub, and scooped the water out bucket by bucket.

She was already slender, but now she was in a large array, and she couldn't use mana, and when she scooped half of the water away, she was already sweating profusely.

Half of the water is scooped away, and a section of wood for bathers to sit on the inner wall of the bathtub side is revealed, and for firmness, there is a section of wooden plank erected below the board that serves as a support.

The two planks form a rectangular box with the side walls and bottom of the bathtub.

The first time she helped Bingfeng prepare the bath water, the flower demon found this box, and when she found that the bath water would not seep into the box, she had an idea: this is a good place for Tibetans.

It was just a somewhat strange thought, and the flower demon didn't take it to heart.

When the seriously injured Chen Shu appeared in the courtyard, this thought resurfaced in the heart of the flower demon.

She looked around vigilantly, and there was not a single maid around, as if everyone had deliberately avoided her in order to fulfill her.

Without hesitation, the flower demon dragged the dying Chen Shu and dragged him into the bathroom in one go, her strength had never been so great.

At this moment, her lover was in the box in front of her, and the flower demon vigorously lifted the wooden plank above the box.

A thin layer of blood accumulated under the box, and Chen Shu lay in a pool of blood, breathing weakly.

The Flower Demon pulled out a high-quality wound potion from the storage ring—only a small bottle—and the mages preferred to ask the wood mage to heal their wounds, not bothering to use the wound potion at all, which in their opinion was something that only stupid mortals could use.

Now that the medicine is used, the flower demon looks at the pitifully small medicine bottle, and then looks at the large hideous wounds on Chen Shu's body, and he doesn't know where to start for a while.

"Hmmm......"

Chen Shu's eyes slowly opened a small slit, his gaze was scattered, and he couldn't focus, but he still vaguely saw a figure in front of him.

"Ghost ...... Ghost car ......"

The flower demon's heart suddenly cramped, she wanted to correct him, tell him that the ghost car had long since fled for his life, and it was she who risked death to save him in times of crisis!

But the flower demon didn't say anything after all, she hoped that he would love her like a ghost car, not because he owed her and couldn't refuse.

She gently stroked Chen Shu's face, her straight nose was like a hill, her two sharp sword eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, her lips were chapped, and she imagined the funny things that this mouth said when she teased the ghost car, and the flower demon was envious and jealous.

"Tomorrow I will go to Chibane Country with Sister Bingfeng, that is your only chance to escape, you must recover a little strength, escape tomorrow, there is only one chance......"

The flower demon muttered as he carefully applied the wound medicine to Chen Shu's body.

"Ghost ...... Ghost car ......"