Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 43

Feng Xingying didn't speak until almost everyone gathered in front of her.

"One grain of Xisui Pill is only for exchange and not for sale."

"What do you want to change, girl?" Someone responded immediately.

"Alone, my maid, her name is Yunxiang." Feng Xingying knew that Feng Yuelu had come prepared, so could there be nothing she could do about it?

"Is there a picture?"

"Yes." Feng Xingying took out the portrait she had prepared, but the stick figures she used showed Rue Xiang's appearance and charm.

Looking at the innocent smile in the picture of Rue Xiang who seemed to be calling 'Miss', Feng Xingying felt a burst of heartache.

Although Yun Xiang was an orphan she picked up from the side of the road when she was young, she has always been very loyal. She suffered a lot with the incompetent original owner, and was often bullied by other servants of the Feng family.

But she never blamed Feng Xingying. After Feng Xingying disappeared, in the huge Feng family, except for her grandma who was out on errands, only Ruxiang was worried about her.

At the moment when she was hugged by Rue Xiang, Feng Xingying's cold heart had already recognized her as a relative, not a servant.

Not to mention a marrow washing pill, Feng Xingying is willing to take out all her pills in exchange for Rue Xiang's life.

Feng Xingying is very accurate in controlling people's hearts, a pill of washing marrow is enough to make a small adventure group work for her.

She didn't believe that the little power in Yuelu's hands could match an adventure group.

Unexpectedly, after the portrait of Rue Xiang unfolded, these adventurers shook their heads and left one by one as if they had seen a ghost.

In front of Feng Xingying, there was only a deserted wooden sign left, and there was no one there in an instant?
Feng Xingying's eyes narrowed.

It seems that this time, she underestimated Feng Yuelu's methods.

What kind of backing could she find?

The power that can make adventurers fear is not easy.At least Nangong Chu, the grand prince of Dali Kingdom, couldn't do it.

Feng Xingying was not in a hurry, but continued to wait quietly.

Since Feng Yuelu left a book to invite her, she will definitely appear.

"Clap clap clap."

The person who should come has finally come.

He was dressed in red and was sitting in a wheelchair. His long hair hung down his waist, his facial features were beautiful, and the corners of his slightly raised lips were charming and enchanting. His face was even more beautiful than Feng Xingying's.

The only thing that doesn't match his temperament is the snow-white and fat cat in his arms.Thanks to Feng Xingying's excellent medical skills, he even recognized it as a cat.

This cat has grown to a certain level of fat, and its body is bigger than ordinary leopards. Its whole body is white and uncluttered, curled up in a ball on the lap of the man in red, it really looks like a big pillow.

Behind him, the person pushing the wheelchair was none other than Feng Yuelu with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Feng Yuelu didn't wear a veil, her face that was forcibly destroyed by Feng Xingying had completely recovered.

She must not have the superb medical skills like Feng Xingying, the only explanation is - Tianjing Yurong Dan!

The man looked Feng Xingying up and down, his eyes full of killing intent.

Feng Xingying also looked at him, but recalled in her mind, why is this person so familiar?

"You ruined Lu'er's face?" His voice was very gentle, it was obviously a question, but it was like a gentle gust of wind.

"So what?" Feng Xingying raised an eyebrow.

"Do you know that she is my Ji Jue's person? Anyone who dares to touch me, have you thought about how to die?"

Feng Xingying didn't answer, but just stared at him quietly.

He is very strong, his strength is very strong, and his prestige among adventurers is obviously also very strong.

"Brother Jue, you have to make the decision for me. Feng Xingying always bullies me in the Feng family because of her beauty. Look, she is the one who whipped me! I have injuries all over my body.

If I hadn't met Brother Jue, no one would have known that I was killed by her. "

Feng Yuelu's eyes were full of mist, and she lifted a part of her sleeve, revealing half of her forearm, showing an exaggerated welt.

Feng Xingying shook her head helplessly, her acting skills were too poor.

After so many days, with Feng Yuelu's spiritual physique, the whip was nothing more than a flesh wound, and no scars would be left in two days.Can you stay until now?
Even if you pretend to be her, you can't be more professional, how difficult is it to get a real welt?
To wipe out the welt marks with potion... Can anyone with a discerning eye see it at a glance?

　Dangdangdang, I would like to recommend Miefeng's book "Cultivation of Immortals' Mengjiaojiao" Introduction: If you scratch my Taoist robe again, your little dried fish will be deducted
　　


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