Feng Chu: "......"

He wanted to say coldly: 'Hate you? I'm afraid that you Qingkui doesn't have this ability, she can live very well. ’

But looking at Qingkui's pitiful appearance, he mocked the words in his throat and swallowed again.

"Okay, this holy hand will help you once, if you want this holy hand to supply blood, you might as well leave early."

As soon as he said this, he felt a little remorseful.

How can I be so soft-hearted?

Xiao Jiujiu is gone, Qingwei is not unable to live, it's a big deal to be sad and uncomfortable for tens of thousands of years, and he is alive again......

Alas......

That's it.

Qingkui listened to Feng Chu's promise, and finally settled down in her heart.

Feng Chu put his hands around his chest and snorted coldly: "However, if you want this holy hand to help you, you have to talk about it carefully." ”

He only promised to help, but he didn't promise to help people who didn't even have a plan to help.

Helping such a person is simply self-defeating.

Since Qingkui Fengchu helped, Qingkui was naturally prepared in her heart, she wiped away the tears on her face, and said with a smile: "Lord Holy Hand, I need the opportunity to be alone with my sister." So...... You need to transfer Feng Jun out. ”

"You want me to break up the phoenix dove?" Feng Chu smiled, "How can I be sure that you won't do anything to Qing Wei." If you take the opportunity to kill her, the Holy Hand will have to share your wrath with you. ”

"There is no suspicion in employing people, and there is no need to suspect people, let alone helping people. I'm begging you in a low voice, and if that's still in doubt, I can't find any way to do it......"

When Qing Kui said this, he didn't have the arrogance he thought, but the kind of dejection, as if he was desperate, and the ending in exchange was still losing.

"Ah......," she sighed heavily.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Feng Chu suddenly spoke: "Okay, I'll help you!" But this girl's identity is too weird, this holy hand can't let unknown people into the Xiantong Forest. ”

Qing Kui smiled, sighed, and whispered in Feng Chu's ear: "Don't worry, she is...... Illusionist. ”

When he looked at it again, it was Feng Chu's shocked phoenix eyes.

"Do you want to ......?"

- How could she have done such a thing!

Feng Chu didn't believe it, he couldn't believe it at all.

"Yes." Qingkui bowed his head and smiled bitterly: "So, success or failure is here." ”

……

……

When Feng Chu returned to the Immortal Tong Forest, Feng Jiu was still sitting there with his back straight, and beside him was Qing Wei, who had been closing his eyes tightly.

The dove sat on a small rosewood stool, holding a fan in his hand, and fanned the stove slightly. The purple sand pot on the small stove rested calmly, and the water inside was boiling, constantly steaming.

The whole room was filled with a strong smell of medicine.

A large number of sycamore wood chips were fanned by his fan, and the black ash fell into his eyes, making his eyes red.

When he saw Feng Chu entering, he hooked his lips and smiled, it was clear that Feng Chu had not left for a few hours, and his expression was already a little haggard, "Feng Chu, you are back." Wei'er, why hasn't she woken up yet? ”

Seeing Feng Jiu's distressed appearance of Qing Wei like this, Feng Chu's heart was pinched. He hurriedly dodged the fan in the hand of the phoenix dove, and squatted down to fan the stove by himself.

After all, the phoenix dove fan fire boiling medicine is a novice, and it is good to not scorch the house for the first time.

The phoenix dove took it, and the strength and size of the fan were obviously much better, and as soon as the window was opened, the air was suddenly fresh.

Someone saw it and said angrily: "This kind of thing, why don't you leave it to Xuan Se to do, do it yourself, even if this woman wakes up, you are not far from falling." ”