What a beauty wakes up for the first time, it is extraordinarily moving.

What a beautiful man lying on the side of the bed, the atmosphere is beautiful.

That's non-existent.

What a beautiful atmosphere was smashed to pieces by Feng Qing's words.

Feng Qing looked at Qin Mufeng with a pair of starry eyes like washed water, Qin Mufeng could only sigh, turned his head and shouted, "Someone is coming".

With Qin Mufeng's words, the bedroom door was opened, and the first year of junior high school jumped into the door.

Then there was Mu Yunwen, and two maids.

Feng Qing solved the physiological problem accompanied by the maid, and after a simple freshening, she was refreshed.

In the company of Qin Mufeng, Mu Yunwen, and Chu Yi, Feng Qing ate some things, and her spirit had recovered a lot.

Feng Qing saw that Mu Yunwen looked at her with a strange gaze, as if she had a lot to say.

Qin Mufeng, on the other hand, was light and light, but his face was slightly tired.

"Seventh Master, I'm fine, if you're tired, go back and rest first. Although Seventh Master, your current physical condition is good, you still can't be careless. ”

"Yes."

Qin Mufeng only responded, but he didn't mean to get up.

Chu Yi was holding a small fruit on the table and nibbling on it, his eyes were dark, and he didn't speak.

Hatsuichi said that the angry nasty ghost is so terrible that it is afraid!

Feng Qing naturally saw that something was wrong with the first year of junior high school, so she rolled her eyes and said again.

"I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep a little longer, please take care of yourself."

Saying that, Feng Qing hugged Chu Yi, turned around and walked into the bedroom.

Qin Mufeng made it clear that he didn't want to leave, so Feng Qing could only use the excuse to drive Qin Mufeng away. Otherwise, Mu Yunwen and Chu Yi would definitely not dare to say it to themselves.

While walking towards the bedroom, Feng Qing asked the first junior high school in her divine sense.

"First year of junior high school, what's going on? But what happened? ”

"Master, the nasty ghost is so scary!" The first year of junior high also replied in the divine sense.

Feng Qing entered the bedroom and closed the door, but instead of going to sit on the bed, she stood by the door, holding Chu Yi in her hand and asked.

"Do you mean the Seventh Master? What happened to him? ”

"Squeak, squeak!" The nasty killed a lot of people last night....... That good-looking young lady almost died.

Feng Qing looked at the speaker in the first year, and her expression was still a little afraid. Starting.. m..

Good-looking young lady?!

"You mean the Bell?"

Feng Qing frowned, and suddenly became a little anxious.

"Are you saying that after I fell unconscious last night, the Seventh Master killed many people, and almost killed the spirit bell?"

Chu Yi nodded frantically, and there was only fear in his little eyes.

The nasty ghost is so strong, it's the one it can't fight against! But I don't know why, last night it still felt that breath on the nasty ghost that made it hate and fear?!

And Feng Qing fell silent after listening to the words of the first year of junior high school.

Could it be that Qin Mufeng saw that she was sick, so he angered the spirit bell?

Then it's no wonder that as soon as she woke up, Mu Yunwen looked like she had something to say to her.

Feng Qing listened carefully to the movement outside behind the door.

After it was confirmed that Qin Mufeng and Mu Yunwen were gone, Feng Qing opened the door again and walked out.

Mu Yunwen didn't let Feng Qing wait too long, and after seeing that Qin Mufeng was stumped by Zhou Yao because of the establishment of the Four Dragons Binding Holy Array, he turned around and returned to Feng Qing's side hall as soon as possible.

As soon as he stepped into the side hall, Mu Yunwen saw that Feng Qing was already sitting and waiting for him, and suddenly a flattering smile appeared on his face.

This is Mu Yunwen's special smile when she has something to ask her.

Feng Qing's throat was still uncomfortable for a while, and she wanted to take the wine out to moisten her throat.

Later, after thinking about it, she was still sick and should not drink, so she put down the wine bag and changed into a tea set. When Mu Yunwen saw it, he immediately walked to Feng Qing's side, quickly took the tea set in Feng Qing's hand, warm water, made tea, and did it in one step.

Seeing Mu Yunwen's appearance, Feng Qing could probably be sure that the spirit bell probably didn't have any worries about life, so she relaxed a little.

"Tell me, what's wrong with the Bell?"

After Feng Qing drank the first cup of spiritual tea brewed by Mu Yunwen, nodded and felt quite satisfied, he asked directly.

Mu Yunwen also knew that Chu Yi must have told Feng Qing something about the matter, so he stopped twisting and hurriedly said it.

"Miss Aqing, you were unconscious in the pavilion last night, and no one found out, it is indeed the responsibility of the spirit bell and the Cangwei in the pavilion! Heavy penalties! It's better to punish heavily! Moreover, last night, after the king found out that Miss Aqing was unconscious and took Miss Aqing back to the bed in person, he ......... the two teams that were originally in charge of the side hall."

Mu Yunwen remembered the scene where Qin Mufeng completely corroded people with black spiritual power with a wave of his hand last night, and even turned into a puddle of black water, and suddenly he also had goosebumps, and after thinking about it, he finally didn't give a complete description of the situation to Feng Qing.

"Miss Aqing, Lingdang is derelict in her duties, I shouldn't have interceded for her. However, I think that if you know the ins and outs of the matter, Miss Aqing, you probably don't want the spirit bell to die in the torture hall like this. ”

Feng Qing lowered her eyes and listened.

She had just recovered from a serious illness, and although she didn't feel too unwell, her reaction was a little slow.

After pondering for a while, he roughly understood the meaning of Mu Yunwen's words.

It turned out that it was Qin Mufeng who found her unconscious last night.

No wonder Qin Mufeng was so anxious when she woke up. It's no wonder that in her sleep, she seems to hear someone calling to her.

Thinking about it, that voice came from Qin Mufeng.

"Say it."

Mu Yunwen thought about it, sat down on the side with the boldness, and began to talk about the spirit bell.

"Miss Aqing, I also heard last night that the guard of the spirit bell was unfavorable the day before yesterday, so I let Yun Yan take advantage of the loophole and cause you to lose in alchemy. This matter is indeed the fault of the Ling, it is irrefutable. But Miss Aqing, the spirit bell entered the torture hall on its own the day before yesterday and received fifty lashes. The soul-locking whip in the torture hall is not something that ordinary people can bear, even if I go, at most twenty whips will not work. It's also thanks to the man's mother-in-law...... No, the guy from the spirit bell is strong and strong, so he can resist fifty lashes alive. Miss Aqing, you can forgive her for that incident. ”

No wonder yesterday's Lingdang's face was so pale.

After receiving fifty lashes from the soul locking whip, he must have suffered serious internal injuries. can still get up on the second day, and the willpower of the spirit bell is already really amazing.

Feng Qing motioned for Mu Yunwen to continue pouring the second cup of tea.

After drinking the second cup of tea, Feng Qing cleared her throat and said.

"I remember a few days ago, you almost quarreled with the Lingdang, I thought you didn't have a good relationship, but I didn't expect you to be the first to intercede with me on behalf of the Lingdang."

"Although the man's temperament is a little worse and his temper is not good, he is a good man after all....... I can't really talk to her about it. ”

Mu Yunwen scratched his head.

On the contrary, in fact, Mu Yunwen still admired the spirit bell in his heart.

There were even times when Mu Yunwen felt that Lingdang was more like a man than him!

Of course, this is not a pejorative term.

"Miss Aqing, you may forgive the Lingling?"

Seeing that Feng Qing didn't let go, Mu Yunwen asked more. read3;