The strongest fifth lady

Chapter 489 Provoking Discord
Feng Yewu's face was even paler than before, even though she was in a coma, she still frowned, obviously in pain.

Seeing her like this, Hei Ya felt distressed, but he could only sigh helplessly.

This woman is really stubborn, but she still wants to be brave despite her body.She clearly knew that it was impossible for him not to expect that Qingbo would come to Du Ruifeng, and she also knew that he could force Qingbo to recall the poisonous spirit, but she would rather rely on Jin Chi than him, how could she stop being so stubborn?

As her man, he was an incomparable frustration.

Putting Feng Yewu on the rocking chair, and covering her with a thin blanket, Hei Ya stood upright and looked at the gate of hell with serious eyes, but finally did not rush in.

He heard Qingbo and Feng Xiaoxiao's words clearly, and he also wanted to know what kind of relationship Qingbo had with Feng Xiaoxiao, and what happened to the poisonous spirit.He has the same questions as hers in his heart, but all of these have to be answered after the little woman has survived this calamity!
Although Ling Xiao's blood seeped into Feng Yewu's body, it couldn't kill her, but fell into a coma from time to time.She just woke up and fell into a coma for two days, and in a blink of an eye it was the day of the second round of the pill summit.

Like the first round of competition, the summit was also scheduled at ten o'clock in the morning.

Before going to the summit, Feng Yewu took a bath in Ziyue Spring, hoping to use the spring water of Ziyue Spring to make her consciousness clearer.

Looking at herself reflected in the spring water, with endless fragility on her bloodless cheeks, she couldn't help frowning.

She didn't like this sickly look, it seemed that she might die at any moment.Her Feng Yewu has always been peerless, and she should amaze the world at any time.

Maybe, she needs a simple make-up.

Feng Yewu came out of Ziyue Spring and sat directly in front of the dressing table.

This is Jiufeng's dressing table. Since she confessed her love to Xue Mei, Jiufeng has become more feminine, and she will dress up carefully every day, so there are many women's rouge and gouache on this dressing table.

Looking at the various eyebrow pencils, gouache, and lip gloss on it, Feng Yewu suddenly froze with some anxiety.She has been a killer for so many years, although it is inevitable to pretend to be a girl in some sensual places, but because she has a beautiful face by nature, she has never put on makeup.

Just when she was in trouble, Heiya's figure suddenly appeared in the bronze mirror.Dressed in a purple robe, he was as magnificent as ever, and the wickedness on his handsome face was enough to make all women's hearts flutter, even she couldn't help but feel a wave of rippling in her heart.

"Help you for my husband."

After Hei Ya finished speaking with a smile, she picked up the eyebrow pencil on the table, leaned over and drew lightly on her eyebrows.

There was a faint smile between his brows and eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised. It could be seen that he was in a good mood.

Hei Ya has been furrowing his eyebrows for the past two days, it is rare to see him like this, so Feng Yewu smiled slightly and asked jokingly: "Could it be that something good happened?"

"Wouldn't it be a good thing to give you a thrush?" Hei Ya met her smiling eyes and asked jokingly.

In the past two days, she spent more time in a coma than she was awake, and what he saw most was her pale and painful face. It was rare to see her making trouble for putting on makeup, so he was naturally in a much better mood.

Feng Yewu blushed inexplicably when he saw it, and now she finally understands why women like men to draw eyebrows for them.Under such an ambiguous distance, she can feel his deep love, which is very precious to a woman.

It has to be said that Hei Ya is a perfect man, no matter what he does, he can do it to the extreme. His slender fingers traced and painted on her face, and in just a moment, he has already painted her delicate makeup.

Feng Yewu in the mirror was more charming than before, Hei Ya clicked his tongue twice, and suddenly smiled evilly: "I regret it for my husband, my lips are too red."

As he spoke, he stretched out his thumb and scratched her lips with the pulp of his finger. It was clear that the red color had faded a lot, but he still shook his head, frowned and said, "No, it's still too red."

Feng Yewu was very helpless, knocked off his hand and stood up, "Go to the battlefield!"

For her, the second competition was like going to the battlefield. She knew that Du Ruifeng had set up a trap but still had to step in. She was undoubtedly betting her own life again, but this time she was better than every previous one. Always willingly.

Because, it is for him.

Before leaving, Feng Yewu made a special trip to the gate of hell. Because she couldn't hear Qingbo's voice, she was a little worried that Qingbo would be tossed to death by Yehu, and she was still thinking about Du Ling and Feng Xiaoxiao. know the answer.

However, what she saw after opening the gate of hell left her dumbstruck. The clothes on Qingbo's body had been torn to pieces, only covering the important parts. Even a fool can imagine what happened to the Eudemons.

Feng Yewu finally understood, no wonder Qingbo stopped screaming, of course he didn't want the third person to know about such a humiliating thing.

Walking up to Qingbo, Feng Yewu squatted down slightly, and asked coldly: "Qingbo, have you thought about my question clearly?"

Seeing Feng Yewu, Qingbo's eyes were on fire immediately, and an extremely hoarse and ruthless sentence escaped from his almost broken throat: "Feng Yewu... old man... will never... let you go."

"Oh, I want to see how you don't let me go!"

Feng Yewu shot a murderous look in her eyes, and she said in a piercing voice: "Do you think that letting Turin toss me can make me succumb? Tell you, my life is my own, and no one will give it to you. If you are smart, it is best Think about it earlier and tell me the answer, otherwise Yehu will definitely make you miserable!"

After finishing speaking, she immediately stood up, looked at Yehu from the corner of her eye, and said with a deep smile: "Yehu, continue!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qingbo suddenly exclaimed: "Wait a minute!"

"Why, figured it out?" Feng Yewu smiled coldly.

Qingbo didn't answer, but smiled treacherously, and turned to look at Heiya.

Now he already knows that Hei Ya's true identity is the Lord of the Nether Palace, and he will not have a good end if he offends such a big man, but even if he dies, he will have a back, and Feng Yewu will never make it easy!
"Sovereign Hei, if you knew that Feng Xiaoxiao approached your mother back then to kill her, how would you feel?"

As soon as his words came out, Hei Ya immediately narrowed his black eyes. Although the evil smile on his face remained undiminished, there was already a layer of murderous aura around his body, "What do you know?"

"As long as you let the old man go, the old man will tell you everything he knows. Including why Feng Xiaoxiao killed your mother, how she did it, and who is that poisonous spirit, and why did he make a contract with Lu Xing to assassinate you?" Mother." Qingbo said firmly.

He knows the truth of the year, which is very important for Hei Ya who has always wanted to know all this, he does not believe that Hei Ya will not take the bait!

However, he really underestimated Hei Ya. Since he is in charge of the world's most powerful force at such a young age, how could he not see that Qingbo is sowing discord at this moment?

"Yehu, leave him alone."

After speaking with a smile, Hei Ya walked out of the gate of hell with Feng Yewu in his arms.

Compared with his calmness and composure, Feng Yewu's heart caused quite a stir. Why did Feng Xiaoxiao deliberately approach Hei Ya's mother and kill her back then?Instigated by others?

If it was instigated by someone, who is behind the scenes?Could it be the "master" that Qingbo said?
If it was not instigated by others, Feng Xiaoxiao's assassination of Hei Ya's mother was obviously for revenge, but what kind of hatred?
Feng Yewu looked sideways at Hei Ya, this man seemed calm on the surface, but he had always wanted to know why his mother was killed by Feng Xiaoxiao, and he must be as puzzled as she was at this moment.

Thinking of this, she stood up sharply and grabbed Hei Ya, but before she could speak, Hei Ya pressed her lips with her index finger, "We'll talk after the summit is over."

Feng Yewu frowned. Since he was determined and insisted on the end of the summit, she simply let him go.

However, Feng Yewu was moved by the clear love and hate for Hei Ya.If it were someone else, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to do what he did. She would definitely figure out the truth of the year because of his affection.

Because of the delay at the Gate of Hell, when Feng Yewu and Hei Ya came to Danyuan, it was already surrounded by students from the entire inner courtyard. Excitedly looking left and right, talking loudly in twos and threes about who might win the championship today.

The alchemy area on the tripod platform was re-divided into twelve alchemy areas. Now except for the alchemy area No. [-], which is still empty, the other alchemists have already stood in their respective alchemy areas.

Seeing this scene, Feng Yewu couldn't help but sneer, it seems that this No. [-] alchemy area was prepared for her again.

Perhaps because of her delay in arriving, the pharmacists on the stage were a little impatient, frowning and muttering dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it the first one to complete the soul-returning pill? How long do you want us to wait if you haven't come yet?"

"Hmph, I think that girl probably won't be able to come. She seemed to be poisoned by Ling Xiao's blood that day. The poison was so strong, how could she resist it?"

"Can't I see it? The man next to her is the suzerain of the Black Sect, and he is an all-powerful figure in the Starfield World. With him around, Feng Yewu must not die."

"So you were late on purpose?"

Listening to these people's unscrupulous and steep cynicism, Feng Yewu's pretty face was always covered with a layer of disdain.

A group of old men who are over half a century old are the presidents of highly respected pharmacist guilds in various continents, but they are so narrow-minded and have no tolerance for it. They just verbally attack her because she is a few minutes late. Aren't they afraid of being laughed at by younger generations?
Walking into the crowd, Feng Yewu was about to fly to the tripod stage, but someone suddenly shouted loudly from the audience.

"Shut up, old man! You old bastards, you can't compare to my precious apprentice, so just admit defeat and stop spitting people here! What do you mean by 'not just complete a soul-returning pill'? The fifth-grade soul-returning gold she refined Dan is unbeatable!

Also, that girl is immortal, she swallowed countless beast nuclei and she was safe and sound. Does she mean that she will die when she dies?Whoever dares to curse her again, the old man will never end with him! "

This fiery old man is none other than He Lanqing.

(End of this chapter)