After Quanluo and Bai Lan whispered and talked in the distance for a while, Ling Lingqi followed Bai Lan and stayed in a guest room in the patriarch's courtyard.

Entering the guest room, Ling Lingqi immediately put Feng Jiujiu on his back on a soft couch and lay down, and then asked Bai Lan: "Young Master Bai, when will the patriarch be able to heal my fifth senior sister's injuries?" ”

Bai Lan said: "Miss Ling doesn't need to worry, the patriarch is already making preparations, and he will soon come here and personally diagnose and heal Miss Feng." ”

Ling Lingqi saluted, "Okay, thank you!" ”

Bai Lan smiled: "You're welcome." ”

He was a man and it was inconvenient to stay too long.

So before leaving, he explained: "Miss Ling, if you have other needs later, you can use your spiritual power to urge the little shell on the table, and someone will come to deal with it." ”

"If there's anything else down there, I'll leave first."

"Okay, I'll send Bai Gongzi." Ling Lingqi personally sent Bai Lan to the door of the room.

After closing the door, Ling Lingqi sat down on the soft couch, took out the silver chain hanging from Feng Jiujiu's neck, cast a spell with one hand, read the zero zero Qijiu, then opened the silver ring, and took out a set of clean clothes from it.

"Fifth Senior Sister, your clothes are all covered in blood, and you have two big holes, let me help you change a clean set."

As she spoke, she carefully helped Feng Jiu untie her belt, and gently took off her dirty and tattered coat.

When he took off his underwear, Ling Lingqi found that some of the clothing was stuck to the wound, so he immediately took out a pair of gold scissors from his ring and carefully cut off some of them.

After carefully checking that there was no problem, slowly pull open the almost red underwear to prevent the fabric from sticking to the wound.

During the whole process, Ling Lingqi was gentle to the extreme, for fear of hurting Feng Jiujiu.

After taking off his underwear, Ling Lingqi was stunned, and tears couldn't help but flow out.

The original jade white body, now the skin is open, and it is hideous and difficult to see, which makes people feel distressed and uncomfortable.

Ling Lingqi wanted to reach out and caress the two unsightly wounds, but he was afraid that his clumsy movements would aggravate Feng Jiujiu's injuries, so he held his hand in the air and didn't dare to fall for a long time.

"The wound was so deep, how did you endure it at that time?"

Ling Lingqi felt so much pain in her heart, as if these wounds were on her body, "Thanks to you, you are the protagonist, if you were someone else, you would have died of pain a long time ago......"

The sound of twitching echoes quietly in the room.

Ling Lingqi sniffed, quickly wiped away the tears on his face, and lightly helped Feng Jiujiu change into a clean set of clothes.

As soon as he tied his belt, there was a knock at the door.

Ling Lingqi immediately adjusted his emotions and asked softly, "May I ask who it is?" ”

Outside the door, Quanluo lowered his voice and said, "I am Quanluo, the patriarch of the South China Sea. ”

"It's the patriarch! Please wait a moment, I'll go over and open the door right away. Ling Lingqi hurriedly helped Feng Jiu arrange his clothes.

Quanluo carried a delicate medicine box and stood outside the door and waited patiently.

Soon, the door opened.

But the costume of the person at the door was a little puzzled, and he asked curiously, "Patriarch, why do you want to wear a mask?" ”

Quanluo touched the fish scale mask on his face, and spoke in a low voice again: "The appearance of this clan is too beautiful, in order to prevent people of other clans from having bad intentions towards their clan, they will show people with masks. ”

After hearing this, Ling Lingqi shook his slender eyebrows.

Stinky shark man, don't think that if you wear a mask and speak in a low voice, this salted fish will not recognize who you are.

If you weren't worried about Feng Jiujiu's injury, Ben Xianyu would have exposed you early!