Qingchen was unconscious again.

It took Jun Yi a lot of spiritual power to stabilize the surging spiritual flow in her body.

But she was still unconsciously muttering, "Flowers are not stamens...... One must not be careless".

Jun Yi couldn't understand this sentence, so he had to summon Feng Wuwei.

Feng Wuwei's busy feet don't touch the ground these days, which is almost like asking for his life for Sanzun, who is used to being free.

After receiving the transmission from his senior brother, he thought that he could take the opportunity to hide and relax, but he never thought that when he came up to take a look, he suddenly slipped and fell on the chair.

"Oh, my senior brother, can you just spare me? I've been so busy these days that I can't even drink tea, what kind of thing are you doing? It can't be that you made the little junior sister dizzy, right?"

Jun Yi was in no mood to argue with him at the moment, so he roughly explained Qingchen's situation and asked him the meaning of that sentence.

"Flowers can be without stamen, people can't be heartless?" Feng Wuwei repeated it several times, trying to think of something, but to no avail.

Jun Yiben didn't have much hope, he was no longer obsessed with the meaning of this sentence, and after thinking about it, it was still necessary to explain to him.

"Wuwei, you listen to me. ”

Feng Wuwei heard Jun Yi's solemn voice, and immediately sat up straight, "Senior brother, you say." ”

"Qingchen's condition is very bad, there is a possibility of exploding at any time!"

"How could it be? I ...... that day"

"The anti-wind pill is a good medicine, but it is not the right symptom. Mingchuan didn't lie to us. ”

"What then?"

"I have a way, but I have to leave for a few days, Qingchen's side ......"

"Leave it to me. ”

Feng Wuwei agreed very simply, Jun Yi stared at him for a long time, and sighed for a while.

Heaven is a good reincarnation, who does the sky forgive?

Last time, she was infamous just to save his life.

This time it was his turn.

It's really unpleasant to respond to that sentence of retribution!

"Senior brother. ”

"What else?"

"Tomorrow Mingchuan Xianjun is going to leave for Cangshan, the original disciple is Qingchen's junior sister, but now I am afraid that this situation will be in vain again. ”

"Don't send anyone. ”

Feng Wuwei looked at him embarrassedly, Qingyun Immortal Gate didn't need to send someone to go, but since Qingchen entered, she hadn't participated in any big occasion, and she had only appeared in front of everyone today.

At this time, she suddenly said that she was unconscious, for fear that she would fall into her mouth and cause unwarranted suspicion.

"I'm afraid it's not right. ”

"It's not appropriate to send other disciples, Qingyun hasn't focused on cultivating Qingxiu for so many years, and if the disciples are reckless, it may be even more difficult to end. ”

"Senior brother means ......"

"I'm still saying that. ”

Feng Wuwei was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "I didn't expect that Senior Brother and Senior Brother had the same idea, so it was decided, so I could be free to guard the little junior sister every inch." ”

"It's for the best. ”

"When will Senior Brother leave?"

"Tomorrow. You go back now and finish the matter at hand, Qingchen can't tolerate a trace of slackness here, if there is a slight mistake, the gods will be difficult to save!"

"Okay, I'll go now. The words fell, and Feng Wuwei got up and left quickly.

The moon sets and the stars sink, and the night is fleeting.

The next day, a large group of people gathered in front of the Yuheng Hall to leave.

Qingchen was sick, and the god did not show up.

The two Feng brothers still saw off Xianjun.

Mingchuan Xianjun felt regretful, saying that Qingchen missed two great opportunities, and he was afraid that he would regret it for life. But thinking that her body is more important than everything, Xianjun generously said that she would make an exception and allow her the opportunity to re-enter Xianyuan.

I don't know how many people were envious of the unprecedented charter present.

Feng Wuwei smiled at the kindness of the Upper Realm Immortal Monarch, and only felt a chill in his back afterwards. Xianjun clearly valued it, and he didn't know how much hatred it would bring to Qingchen.

What a trick to fight cattle across the mountains!

The smiling tiger still didn't know what the person behind him was thinking, he still smiled gently, and strode away after clenching his fists.

Everyone followed behind Mingchuan Xianjun, and only when they walked out of the gate of Yuheng Palace Mountain did the sword rise into the air.

Feng Wuwei looked at the team with fluttering clothes in the sky, and thought in his heart, Senior Brother, should he go?

Jun Yi stood on the corridor in front of the Qingchen House at this time and looked at the sky, and when he saw that the figures of those people had turned into small points of light, he sent a voice to Feng Wuwei.

Feng Wuwei came quickly.

Everything that should be explained has been explained.

Jun Yi glanced back at Qingchen before going out, raised his hand and patted Feng Wuwei's shoulder, and left without looking back.

This time, more than three days.

It was originally scheduled to return within three days, but three days have passed, but the senior brother has not arrived as scheduled.

Feng Wuwei paced back and forth in the room with his hands in his hands, and the sound of footsteps repeatedly circulated in Tianji's ears, making him sit still.

Are dead madmen annoying?

Tianji sat in the umbrella, his face was dark, his eyes were gloomy, staring at the man who was still pacing, and he hated to burn him with his eyes.

Feng Wuwei happened to walk back to Qingchen's bed, stopped to look at her for a while, and found that she showed no signs of waking up at all.

Hey, it's weird, why is the feeling of the thorn in the back getting closer and closer?

Feng Wuwei held his breath, and instinctively searched for the sight of the line.

Right next to Qingchen's pillow.

Isn't this a heavenly umbrella?

"Tianji?" Feng Wuwei shouted.

"Get out, dead madman!"

He shouted violently, but no one else could hear half a word.

Feng Wuwei stared at the Tianji umbrella the size of a hairpin, and couldn't help but think back to the time when he went to hug him with excitement after a long absence, he chased him and ran three corridors.

If it weren't for Qingchen dragging him, he might have chased the entire Qingyun Mountain.

Tsk, where did this spiritual weapon get such a heavy grudge? When did you offend him?

It's not just that I've offended my son!

Tianji looked at Qingchen with resentment in his eyes, he blamed you, if it weren't for you, I would have to go out and beat him all over the ground to find his teeth, and see if he dared to touch this son casually!

How do you know, he just vowed to beat Feng Wuwei all over the ground to find his teeth, and in a blink of an eye, this man stretched out his hand that was extremely disgusted and wanted to touch him again.

Ahh

Dead madman, let go of your hands.

If you don't let this son transform into a scared death!

Tianji's anger was high, lying on the side of Qingchen's pillow and vibrating frequently, and Qingchen, who had just calmed down, protested.

"It's noisy!"

This sound is so faint that if you don't listen closely, you'll think it's a delusion.

When I landed, the room was so quiet that I could hear the needles falling.

Tianji and Feng Wuwei immediately held their breath and pricked up their ears to wait for the next sentence, but after waiting for a long time, they only heard the sound of gradually long breathing.

Asleep?

Feng Wuwei thought in surprise, and stepped forward to probe his forehead with his finger, the previous chaotic and irritable spiritual flow was now running like a gurgling stream, and there was no longer any sign of exploding at any time.

Okay, so fast, I can't even detect a trace, it's amazing!

No wonder she was able to sleep so peacefully.

Tianji was extremely reluctant to see someone's face, but he couldn't judge Qingchen's situation without looking, so he could only aggrieved himself and turned his gaze to his face.

Seeing that he breathed a sigh of relief, he also breathed a sigh of relief, and lay back with his hands on the pillow.

Alas!

Why did he have so no eyesight to see? When he slept and got up, he recognized an unlucky master, and when he slept again, he recognized a master who had many calamities.

What kind of life is he?

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