As soon as she thought that she would become invincible from now on, Feng Jiuli's face was full of excitement and excitement, and even the surrounding woods that had become a mess because of the fight became very beautiful in her eyes.

And her head, which was a little dizzy from excessive blood loss, was active again.

"Young Master Feng, wait a minute!"

Just as she wanted to walk in the direction of the Cheng'en Mansion, a somewhat familiar voice came from behind her.

"Kuwata? What are you doing here, the prince promised to let me go back. After seeing the person clearly, Feng Jiuli looked at him vigilantly.

Jun Wujie should have promised her before, what will he send Sang Tian to do?

Could it be that he can't backtrack?

Sang Tian didn't answer her words, just looked her up and down, and finally looked at her blood-stained shoulders for a pause, suddenly reached out and handed her a porcelain bottle, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied and spoke, "The prince said that you are injured, this is wound medicine." ”

After speaking, he put the porcelain vase into her hand, looked at her coldly, turned and strode away.

"Is this the eldest aunt here?" Feng Jiuli looked at the porcelain vase in his hand, and then at the back of Sang Tian, only to feel a little inexplicable!

Give her medicine, give her medicine, why pull an old donkey face, as if she owes him millions and hasn't paid it back!

After cutting at Sang Tian's back, she reached out and took out the pill in the bottle, looked at it casually, and threw it directly into her mouth.

Although Jun Wujie is a bastard, at least he is not a villain, and as for the safety of this medicine, she still believes in him very much.

After all, the Brahma bead is still on her now.

Even if Jun Wujie wanted to do something to her, it must be after getting the Brahma bead!

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And not long after Feng Jiuli left, Jun Wujie appeared in the place where Feng Jiuli first met the people of the Holy Fire Sect.

He stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the deep pit in front of him and the stumps and severed arms in the pit, his eyes as deep as the sea.

"Master, according to your orders, I have already sent the pill to Young Master Feng." Kuwata walked over slowly, bowed his head and spoke respectfully.

Hearing this, Jun Wujie nodded lightly, his eyes were still looking at the deep pit in front of him, and her stubborn expression appeared in his mind for no reason, the kind of look that made people palpitate but couldn't tell what it felt.

"Master, that elixir is ......" Seeing Jun Wuji, he just nodded lightly, Sang Tian's face was very complicated, and he looked at him and stopped talking.

"She has Brahma beads on her." Jun Wujie glanced at Sang Tian and said in a deep voice.

Then, he turned his gaze to the deep pit in front of him and asked slowly, "Sang Tian, if it were you, would you be sure to escape from the siege of so many fifth-order masters?" Possibly killing so many people at once? ”

"I can't." Sang Tian shook his head and looked up at Jun Wuji, his eyes were full of loyalty and worship, "This continent, I'm afraid that no one can do it except for the master and the Northern Hell!" ”

"No!" Jun Wuji shook his head slowly, "In this continent, there is another person. ”

"You mean the prince of Qianguo?" Sang Tian frowned slightly, and there was a touch of puzzlement in his eyebrows, "But the prince's real cultivation is only the sixth order, how is it possible?" ”

"It's not a flower." After Jun Wujie finished speaking, his eyes stayed somewhere for a moment, and he suddenly stepped forward, reached out and picked up a piece of scrap iron, and observed it carefully.