Seeing that her face was pale, Shuangxue said worriedly: "Miss, your body is not good yet, otherwise I will go with you."

"Stay honest."

Feng Qingge walked to the courtyard wall on the side, kicked his legs slightly, propped his hands on the wall, easily turned over and jumped out.

Lin Shen stared at Feng Qingge's departing figure, his eyes burning.

The city has returned to its former hustle and bustle, and the shouting and selling on the road are one after another, and people come and go, which is particularly lively.

Feng Qingge walked on the street in red, with a bewitching temperament, a graceful posture, and a hat to cover his face, full of mystery, which caused many people to stop and look sideways.

At this time, on the street, a group of people passed through the street. The leader of the team was dressed roughly, wearing a third-order mystical weapon treasure knife at his waist, and the rest of the guards also had one or two mystical weapons on their bodies, and their mounts were also spirit beasts, which were majestic, and the people did not dare to approach, and they were guarding a caravan carriage.

In the Xuanwu Continent, there are very few refiners, and the mystical weapons are sky-high, and the financial resources of this team are extraordinary.

In the middle of the caravan, five spirit horses pulled a low-key luxury carriage.

As the carriage passed, there was a violent coughing sound from inside the carriage

Feng Qingge looked sideways, the curtain was slightly lifted by the wind, and the curtain fell quickly, and only a pale thin lip could be seen.

The man in the carriage was poisonous, and he was afraid that he would die soon.

The corners of Feng Qingge's mouth rose slightly, and he walked to the middle of the road to block the caravan, and the guards immediately drew their swords to face each other.

The man who led the team saw that Feng Qingge was dressed in red and had a hat, but there was no slightest fluctuation in his spiritual power, so he put away the blade.

He clenched his fists: "I don't know why the girl stopped me from waiting?"

Feng Qingge said lightly: "You are a mercenary?"

The leader looked surprised: "Yes." ”

I didn't expect to be recognized by the little girl.

"They're your employer?" Feng Qingge asked.

"Yes."

"Is your employer not dead?"

"Presumptuous!" The maidservant girl in the carriage rebuked angrily.

"With all due respect, he won't be long in life." Feng Qingge shrugged his shoulders innocently.

"You're looking for death!"

The maid flew off her horse, and the sword stabbed straight into her face, and Feng clearly moved her steps and easily dodged.

The men and mercenaries on the side all gasped, this girl in red was so powerful, she dodged it so easily!

The maid was shocked, the woman in front of her clearly had no spiritual power, but her steps were strange, and she couldn't hurt her at all.

Feng Qingge looked at the team leader next to him with a shocked face, "Your left shoulder hurts faintly every rainy day, am I right?" ”

"Does the girl know how to treat it?"

He has seen many doctors, but no one can cure it completely, and he can only suppress the pain, all of which are palliative, but not the root cause, and now when he heard Feng Qingge talk about it, there was a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"As long as you take the fifth-order Nourishing Yuan Pill to breathe for a while, you are a bad habit that you missed in your early years of cultivation, you must not be reckless in the future, and the Dao heart is more important."

The man didn't expect Feng Qingge to be cured, his heart suddenly brightened, and the spiritual root that had been calm fluctuated a little, and he was just about to thank him, but he was interrupted.

"Nonsense! There are only a few fifth-order alchemists in the four countries, and you are a fifth-order pill when you open your mouth, which is really a big breath. ”

The maid was very embarrassed when she failed to strike just now, and she was annoyed by Feng Qingge's stick and rod to mock Feng Qingge.

Feng Qingge's eyes looked at the maid darkly: "The body is as cold as frost every winter, and every menstrual event is even more painful, the pain is half a month, and the less is a day." Feng Qingge paused suddenly, "You can't get pregnant." ”

"Slut! Don't talk nonsense!"