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Chapter 330 [Sick Seedling]

While soaking in the hot spring, Fei Jie began to think about his pulse just now.

He had never seen such a chaotic pulse.

The strangest thing is that this man is still alive.

This is amazing.

It stands to reason that this kind of pulse should have died long ago.

Thinking about it carefully, it should be the poison in his body, not only devouring his vitality, but also hanging his life at the same time.

Seems to be two poisons?

Poison is what Fei Jie loves most in his life.

Once you get into it, you won't feel sleepy.

He was still very sleepy just now, and he planned to take a nap, but now he suddenly stopped being sleepy.

Research is research, but he doesn't like that person just now.

Looking at the sick, it was extremely difficult.

At his young age, he possesses a calmness that is different from ordinary people, there seems to be a trace of clarity and wisdom between his brows, and there is also a bit of hostility that is well hidden.

Seeing him, Fei Jie seemed to see Chen Pingping when he was young.

This kind of person looks gentle, easy to get along with, and can even talk to each other.

However, they are often scheming and cruel.

They are often the generation of ups and downs.

Although the two sides didn't communicate much, Fei Jie could guess that this person should be the person in charge of the Raksha Temple here.

The place where the high-ranking officials of the Northern Qi Dynasty gathered together, and even the place where the saints of the Northern Qi Dynasty often came, turned out to be the hidden place of the Raksha Temple.

Maybe it's still where the rudder is located.

Can you believe this?

"Good method..."

In the days that followed, apart from researching poisons, Fei Jie spent every day soaking in hot springs.

After returning to the Qing Kingdom, hot springs will be extremely rare.

Here, he wisely did not run around, but lived a peaceful life.

He knew that those people in Rakshasa Temple were a bunch of lunatics.

He doesn't like dealing with lunatics, so get on with it.

It's very safe here, Jin Yiwei couldn't think of it at all.

In fact, Jin Yiwei also came to investigate, but found nothing.

Sometimes Fei Jie couldn't help but suspect that the Jinyiwei who came to search here could not be one of Luoshadian's own people...

This day, Fei Jie just got up, thought for a while, and when someone came to deliver the meal, he asked to see their person in charge.

So, after the man asked for instructions, he was taken there.

In the underground secret room, under the twists and turns, he was almost confused.

If this allowed him to come in by himself, he would be destined to get lost.

Seeing Mei Changsu again, Fei Jie felt more and more that this person might die at any moment, and now he was completely hanging on to his life.

His face was a little paler than last time.

"Are you OK?"

Fei Jie took his pulse for him, then shook his head and sighed.

His means had failed and had no effect.

Mei Changsu had long been accustomed to this, and with a pale smile, he asked:

"I don't know why Mr. Fei is looking for me?"

A boy came out from the darkness, holding a sweater coat in his hand, and put it on for Mei Changsu.

He handed over a hot water bottle.

Mei Changsu took it in his hand, and sat down beside the stove.

The whole person seemed to be leaning against the stove.

Ninth grade master!

The Rakshasa Temple is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

Fei Jie was shocked.

Unexpectedly, this young man who looked a bit mentally incompetent was actually a ninth-rank master.

He just approached, quietly, without any sound.

Even Fei Jie didn't notice it at all.

Now he should be a master of qinggong!
"Actually, it's nothing. I just want to ask, when will I be arranged to leave."

He knew that when he left, Fan Zui would definitely make arrangements.

That's why he didn't leave without permission.

Mei Changsu picked up the orange in his hand, then threw it to Fei Liu, who caught it firmly.

"Do you want to have one, Mr. Fei?"

"Alright."

You're welcome.

In this cold weather, roasting a fire and eating a citrus is really refreshing.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fei, I will immediately send someone to escort you away after the North-South War is over.

Now that it’s snowing heavily and the battle on the front line is intense, it’s estimated that you will be wronged to stay here for a while longer. "

Fei Jie was not the kind of unreasonable person either, so he nodded and stopped asking further questions about this matter.

He knew that Rakshasa Palace didn't have the slightest malice towards him.

Or rather, with some kindness.

This should be because of that bastard.

I don't know how he is doing now.

He heard that not only Fan Zui, but also Fan Xian had come to the front line.

"Is there any news about my two apprentices recently?"

This is the real purpose of his visit today.

Everyone in the world knows that the information network of Rakshasa Temple is number one in the world.

If you want to know what information, why bother to look far away, just ask directly.

However, since he came here, he didn't mention Fan Zui's identity, as if he didn't know it at all.

As for that family saying, Bingyun, he didn't mention it at all.

"Fei Liu, go and get the dossier No. 1."

Mei Changsu threw another orange.

Not long after Fei Liu left, he came back with a scroll.

"All the news Mr. Fei wants to know is here."

Mei Changsu slightly stretched out his hand to signal, and Fei Liu followed the trend and handed over the file.

"Thank you!"

After thanking him, Fei Jie picked up the file and read it immediately.

All the details about this North-South War are recorded above.

is all the details!
When to send troops, the number of victories and losses, are all recorded one by one.

Looking carefully at the records above, Fei Jie finally felt relieved.

Today, although it is snowing heavily, Northern Qi has the right time and place.

However, they still lost again and again.

His apprentice has such a long face, as a master, he naturally has a bright face.

The smile couldn't be closed no matter what.

"These two boys!"

Fan Xian also became a vanguard general, leading troops to charge into battle.

However, Fan Zui seldom played, and more often he planned to win a victory thousands of miles away.

"Now, after several defeats in the Northern Qi Dynasty, there is already a lot of complaints, and there are gradually voices of peace talks in the court.

It is estimated that it will not be long before this war should be over. "

Mei Changsu took a sip of hot water to moisten his throat.

With Guo Kai as the god of war in Northern Qi, it is difficult to win.

These days, during the war, Guo Kai has successfully entered the officialdom of the Northern Qi Dynasty.

Now it is considered to be in a high position and plays a big role.

And all of this is due to Mei Changsu's "flop".

"Pretty!"

Looking at the several big victories between the lines, the strategy is unexpected, like a stroke of magic.

Fei Jie couldn't help applauding.

After reading it, he couldn't help but read it again.

Back then, he felt that these two boys were not simple.

After all, an apprentice who can drug the master at a young age, and succeeds, how can such an apprentice be so simple.

After reading it for the second time, Fei Jie put away the file in his hand, rolled it up, and put it aside.

"Thank you."

"Old Fei is too polite."

Beside the stove, the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

The temperature in the house is just right, but if it is near the stove, it must be very hot.

But Fei Jie saw that Mei Changsu was trembling slightly.

It's still cold?
It seems that this poison should not be simple.

Now I can only see if that kid can find a way.

As a master, he can only do nothing.

"Recently... is there any news about the Beggar Gang?"

Mei Changsu took a serious look at Fei Jie, and said:

"Old Fei may not know, but the Beggar Gang is also a Rakshasa faction.

Now that everything is fine, Lao Fei doesn't need to worry. "

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(End of this chapter)