898 Actually, You Can: Think About It (2)
Qing Xu was startled, looked at Qing Wei and stammered: "You, how can you ......?"
"How would I know?" Qing Wei licked Feng Jiu's shoulder funny, and said admittedly: "When he was alive, my aunt and grandmother had already received tickets, right?" Dead roast chicken? β
A certain phoenix's face was crimson, his eyes were uncertain, and he said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing......
He's a bit shameless in some ways, but this is only for Wei'er!
It was rare to see a certain phoenix shy, Qing Wei closed up in understanding, and raised his eyebrows in the tone of a phoenix dove: "Okay, good, what you say, it's all good." β
A certain phoenix: "......"
"Wow!" Qing Xu shouted: "Woman, I worship you even more!" Not only can you make chickens, but you can also subdue birds! Well, can you convince him to donate his body to the collective after he dies......"
"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ......"
Qing Wei held back a smile and looked at Feng Gu with a flushed face: "Roast chicken, in his eyes, you only have this ability......"
Phoenix: "......"
- I really want to get this kid out!
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After a while, the phoenix dove instilled some mana into Xuanse, and the entire tendons and veins were passed through by Qingxuzha before, and when the mana was poured into the inside, there was a stream of air rushing into the Xuanse Spirit Spring.
His own injuries have also recovered a lot due to Kunlun Shengmushui, and his complexion has improved a lot after going back and forth like this.
Qing Xu kept fanning the pu fan, and his mouth was chattering: "I really don't understand, why the immortal art has progressed so fast, but this decoction has to come step by step." Why don't you come to an immortal trick to solve it at once, how good ......"
Qing Wei looked at Qing Xu like this for some reason, and had some good feelings for him, and always felt that he was very much like a person - Yun Yin.
If it weren't for Qing Xu being a member of the Qingqiu clan, she would have thought that Yun Yin had been resurrected.
She chuckled and lost her thoughts again.
Feng Jiu felt unhappy in his heart when he heard Qing Xu's voice, after all, no one would have a good impression of a person who studied his 'corpse' all day long.
He urged: "Is the medicine boiled, hurry up!" β
Qing Xu sneered: "-Hey, it's almost there, it's almost good!" β
I don't know if it was the reason for the infusion of medicinal soup or the reason for the infusion of mana, but after a while, Xuan Se woke up, his face was pale, and the whole person was still very weak.
"Phoenix, Fengjun ......"
When Feng Jiu heard the voice, he rushed over without saying a word, and seeing Xuan Se struggling to get up, he hurriedly pressed it down, and said worriedly: "Lie down quickly, your injuries have not been repaired yet." β
The phoenix dove remembered to cut the phoenix rain and take the phoenix blood, and hurriedly gave the blood to Xuan Se and asked him to drink it.
Xuan Se also felt a lot better after drinking: "Feng Jun - the new Feng Jun succeeded to the throne, and the four elders were killed by the Emperor of Heaven. The entire Xiantong Forest is in turmoil, and I hope that Feng Jun will find a way to save the Xiantong Forest! β
The phoenix dove waved his hand and calmed down Xuanse.
"You don't have to worry about this, this Immortal Jun has already gone back to see that the new Feng Jun is Feng Yu, who has become a puppet because of his bloodline, and the immortal official behind the control is the Emperor of Heaven, but he is just a waste.
The rest of the Immortal Tong Lin Fan Immortals were not too bad except for the fact that their factions had their own forces and were a little implicated. β
Xuan's face turned white, and his body trembled: "Fengjun...... There's something you don't know. β
"βwhat?"
Xuan Se glanced at the person behind the phoenix, and the eyes under the sword eyebrows were worried.
Feng Jiu glanced back, and standing behind him were Qing Wei, Hui You, and the incapable Qing Xu. He looked at Xuan Se and said, "Don't worry, it's all your own." β