Nervous, the waist-thick pear blossom tree cracked in response, the trunk fell to the ground and kicked up a cloud of dust, while Zhao Wenxing, who fell from the tree, stopped after rolling a few laps and looked at Feng Caitian with stunned eyes.

At this time, Feng Caitian stood up, as if walking leisurely, and came to Zhao Wenxing.

She looked at him condescendingly, a wicked smile on her lips.

"The cultivation is not bad, but in front of me, it is still a little tender."

As he spoke, Feng Caitian's weak palm suddenly burst out with strong strength, and he was about to give Zhao Wenxing a fatal blow, however, at this moment, a black shadow jumped out of the bushes and pounced on him in a posture of burning his buttocks.

"Miss, don't!" Almost half of Feng Yuexin's body was pressed across Zhao Wenxing's body, facing Feng Caitian's hand with her chest.

"Tsk, it's really affectionate, I thought you wouldn't come out." Feng Caitian glanced at Feng Yuexin playfully, and then took his hand back.

"Miss, didn't you already notice us?" Seeing that the earth-shattering palm did not fall in the end, Shu Ya breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the dark bushes.

"Guess what?" Feng Caitian smiled mischievously at her, then walked back to the chair she was sitting on just now and sat down straight.

However, Feng Yuexin was frightened into a cold sweat by the scene just now.

"Are you alright?" Feng Yuexin didn't even care to guess what Feng Caitian's seemingly earth-shattering blow was for, turned her head, and looked at Zhao Wenxing with concern.

"Ahem... It's okay, you get up..."Zhao Wenxing's mouth can be described as blood spurting wildly, and he scolded the man in black who was pressing on him half to death in his heart.

Originally, the internal organs were made by the impostor Feng Moliang, but when he hit him so hard, the internal organs suddenly hurt badly, and the blood flowed out without money.

Zhao Wenxing could even imagine that a few minutes later, he would die of excessive blood loss.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you okay? When Feng Yuexin heard Zhao Wenxing say this, she suddenly realized that she was about to get up, and Shu Ya, who had already walked in front of the two of them, stretched out a hand to Feng Yuexin.

"I'll pull you."

"Well, good!" Feng Yuexin gave up her rude climbing posture, and with the help of the strength of Qiao Yan's palm, she immediately stood up from the ground.

Without the suppression of heavy objects, Zhao Wenxing's breathing was much easier, he sat up slowly, and then after eating a pill, he stood up.

"Who the hell are you, why are you here?" Feng Caitian didn't make a dead move, so a pill went down, but between two breaths, Zhao Wenxing's face returned to ruddy, but he distanced himself from a few people as soon as possible, and looked at Feng Yuexin with suspicious eyes.

In front of him, it was a man, who turned out to be one of Feng Moliang's followers, not ugly, and he could give people a sense of softness in the blink of an eye, which made people want to be close very much.

It's just that...

Zhao Wenxing glanced sideways at Feng Caitian who was sitting next to him, and said in his heart, this person is not the original Feng Moliang, then his follower must have already dropped his bag. In this way, she has never known her life, why did she save herself?

Zhao Wenxing was puzzled, so he had to look at Feng Yuexin's man's face suspiciously.

"Look carefully, and you'll know."

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