Nighthawk frowned slightly: "It's so dark, where can we find Murong Xian'er?"

Baili Xingfeng said: "I'm thinking about a question now!"

Nighthawk turned his head and asked, "What's the problem?"

Baili Xingfeng said: "Before we came to Yunxian Ju Restaurant together, Shen Feiyan didn't have that burden in his hand, that is to say, that burden was just found by Shen Feiyan from that room, and that bag must be filled with the Yinlong Treasure Box, but in the past, Shen Feiyan took the Yinlong Treasure Box from us in Yunxian Ju Restaurant, but she still dared to hide the Yinlong Treasure Crate in Yunxian Ju Restaurant, why?"

Nighthawk's pupils shrank slightly: "The most dangerous place is the safest place!"

Baili Xingfeng nodded: "That's right, that day, Shen Feiyan snatched the Yinlong Treasure Box from us in Yunxianju Restaurant, but quietly put the Yinlong Treasure Box in Yunxianju Restaurant, just to confuse us, because we couldn't guess that we lost the Yinlong Treasure Box in Yunxianju Restaurant, and the Yinlong Treasure Box has been hidden in Yunxianju Restaurant, but we have been looking for it for several days, but we just can't find where the Yinlong Treasure Box is hidden!"

Nighthawk's small eyes showed a hint of coldness: "So, the most likely place for Shen Feiyan to go now should be Fengxian Tower, because we came out of Fengxian Tower, it is definitely difficult for us to think that Shen Feiyan will return to Fengxian Tower!"

Baili Xingfeng nodded.

At this time, it happened that Ouyang Chen also returned, so everyone unfolded their bodies one after another and swept towards Fengxian Tower.

The ugly time is coming, and the bad time is coming.

When the wind traveled for a hundred miles, Nighthawk and the others returned to the Fengxian Tower, they were shocked again, because the three-story Fengxian Building was blazing at the moment, the fire was raging and burning, and the smoke was covering the heavens and the earth.

Baili Xingfeng shook his head secretly, the rivers and lakes are like this, they are changing all the time, no one can predict what will happen in the next moment, and no one can ever guess who will die in the next moment.

In the distance, above a rooftop, a white figure could be faintly seen.

Baili Xingfeng and the others unfolded their bodies one after another, and swept towards the location where the white figure was.

That person is Murong Xian'er, but Murong Xian'er's situation is not good at the moment, she supports her body with one hand to prevent herself from falling, and the other hand is tightly covering her lower abdomen, her hand has been stained red with blood, blood is constantly overflowing from her abdomen, her face is unusually pale, pale without a trace of blood, her willow eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, and there are dripping cold sweat on her forehead, which makes people look very distressed.

Baili Xingfeng hurriedly gave Murong Xian'er a Hundred Flowers Jade Dew Pill to ease her injuries.

Baili Xingfeng turned his head to Nighthawk and said, "You go to the Peach Blossom Inn first, and in a few days Murong Xian'er and I will go to the Peach Blossom Inn to find you!"

Nighthawk frowned slightly: "She should have told us what happened first?Where did Shen Feiyan go?Where did Xiao Fengxian go?Where did the Yinlong treasure box go?"

Baili Xingfeng's eyes gradually became cold: "If you insist on knowing so much, I'm afraid she will bleed to death before she finishes speaking! At the latest, Murong Xian'er and I will go to the Peach Blossom Inn to find you!"

After speaking, Baili Xingfeng picked up Murong Xian'er and swept towards the depths of darkness.

The night wind was very cold, and Murong Xian'er's body was even colder, if it weren't for Murong Xian'er still with her eyes open, Baili Xingfeng would even think that Murong Xian'er was already a dead person.

Murong Xian'er's body is very soft, like cotton, and it feels very comfortable to pinch, but now Baili Xingfeng doesn't have so much heart to feel Murong Xian'er's body, and now he just wants to save people.

Qinxiang Pavilion, a small attic, the door is locked, thinking that the master is not at home today, and he can't take care of so much in a hundred miles, holding Murong Xian'er, he entered over the wall.

Although the pavilion is old, it is very clean, like a leisure place for rich people to dance and write, play chess and play the piano.

Baili Xingfeng gently placed Murong Xian'er on the bed, then took out a fire fold and lit a lamp.

The light was red, but Murong Xian'er's face was as pale as paper, her entire lower abdomen had been stained red with blood, and she looked a little frightened, and she gently took Murong Xian'er's hand, and saw a hideous sword mark between her lower abdomen, and the red blood was constantly overflowing from that sword mark.

"The needle and thread are in a bag behind my waist, and the golden medicine is on my chest, you can do it yourself!" After Murong Xian'er said this, she couldn't hold on anymore and fell asleep.

After wearing the needle and thread, Baili Xingfeng gently untied Murong Xian'er's clothes, although Murong Xian'er's ** Baili Xingfeng has been seen many times, but every time I see it, it makes Baili Xingfeng's blood spurt, I have to say that Murong Xian'er is indeed one of the best beauties in the rivers and lakes!

The sword mark was about two fingers wide, and the wound was very narrow, so it should have been stabbed by an extremely sharp thin sword, and the one who used the thin sword was usually a woman.

It was Shen Feiyan who stabbed Murong Xian'er, or Xiao Fengxian?

Also, why did Fengxian Tower catch fire? Where did Shen Feiyan go? Where did Xiao Fengxian go?

For these, Baili Xingfeng is also very curious, and if you want to know the answer, you must first cure Murong Xian'er.

Carefully stitched up the wound, Baili Xingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, healing was more tiring than killing, especially these knife wounds and sword wounds.

Holding the golden medicine that was found in Murong Xian'er's arms, Baili Xingfeng shook his head and threw the golden medicine aside, he remembered that he had a bottle of good medicine.

In the past, in the Fire Knife Gang and the Six-Fingered Evil Doctor, Baili Xingfeng found three bottles of medicine, one was the Baihua Jade Dew Pill that cured all diseases and cured all poisons, one was the forgetful water that could forget all the pain by drinking a drop, and the other bottle was the Ice Muscle Jade Bone Paste that Baili Xingfeng was holding in his hand now.

I heard that this ice muscle jade bone paste is very magical, knife wounds and sword wounds, three days are fine, no scars, tendons and bones are injured, seven days are good, and the action is as before.

Baili Xingfeng gently smeared the ice muscle jade bone paste on the wound between Murong Xian'er's lower abdomen.

"Shhh

"You bear with it, it'll be fine right away, and it won't hurt right away!" Baili Xingfeng comforted.

"The Six-Fingered Evil Doctor's Ice Muscle Jade Bone Ointment?"

Baili Xingfeng nodded.

Murong Xian'er gritted her teeth and shook her head slightly: "Do you know why I didn't use this medicine last time?

Baili Xingfeng said: "This is a good medicine!

Murong Xian'er gritted her teeth and said, "One day you try this medicine yourself, it will make you unforgettable for the rest of your life!"

With good medicine and bandage, he sat down on the ground with a sigh of relief.

"Okay, it's okay, it's almost time, you can go to sleep quickly!"

Murong Xian'er shook her head: "I can't sleep!"

"Why?"

"It hurts!"

Baili Xingfeng frowned slightly: "It should be better if you take medicine!"

Murong Xian'er said: "Ice Muscle Jade Bone Ointment, it will be fine within three days, these three days are very sad, it is painful at the beginning, and the wound will be extremely itchy when you grow flesh, what do you think Ice Muscle Jade Bone Paste is a good medicine!"

"Three days can be good, it's already very good!"

"Find a man for me, and I'll be fine in half an hour!"

Hearing this, Baili Xingfeng suddenly turned his head and stared at Murong Xian'er coldly, and endless anger suddenly appeared in the depths of his eyes.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

"Murong Xian'er, when will you be a good woman?"

Murong Xian'er sneered: "How can I be considered a good woman?"

"Self-confidence, self-improvement, self-love!"

"Ridiculous!"

Baili Xingfeng shook his head slightly: "It's not ridiculous at all, are you confident? You are not confident! Since six years ago, after experiencing those things, you thought that you were finished, and you thought that you could not have a good life again." However, in this world, there are tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, of women who make a living in brothels in Qinglou, but do you know how many of them are forced to be helpless and forced by life? But they are still alive strong, because they firmly believe that one day, life will be fine! The women of Qinglou dare to face life, do you dare Murong Xian'er? The woman in the Qinglou always thinks that one day she can leave the Qinglou, start over, and live her own life, but do you Murong Xian'er dare to break away from the forces behind you and go into your own life?

"That's enough!" Murong Xian'er roared angrily.

"It's not enough! The women of the Qinglou also know the way of self-love, if the women of the Qinglou are redeemed and freed, do you know how happy they are? They are happy that they can finally start over, and they are happy that they finally don't have to serve different men every day! But what about you Murong Xian'er? Do you love yourself? Do people force you to go around looking for men? You sleep with different men every day, and you are played with by different men every day, don't you feel dirty?"

Murong Xian'er stared at Baili Xingfeng with cold eyes: "If you think I'm dirty, you can stay away from me, don't get close to me, you can go, you can leave now!"

Baili Xingfeng stared at Murong Xian'er and didn't speak again, no matter what, Murong Xian'er was also an injured person, and he suddenly felt that he shouldn't be so angry at her.

"Don't make any noise, rest, you're seriously injured, don't get too angry, otherwise the wound will burst and it will be troublesome!" After speaking, Baili Xingfeng sat on the ground, leaned against the bed frame, and slowly closed his eyes, in fact, he had no malicious intentions, every word he said just now was to hope that Murong Xian'er could understand some truth.

Murong Xian'er didn't sleep, I don't know if it was because she couldn't sleep, or because the wound was still painful.

When the hour fell, it was as dark as ink outside the window, the cold wind was wanton, Murong Xian'er stared out of the window with her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking, and no one would ever know what she was thinking.