Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 1169
Chapter 1169: Meeting Again
Yurao said confidently, "They can't find out."

"This time, it was an uncle of mine who has traveled abroad for more than 20 years. I am afraid that few people in the world know that there is such a master in my Yu family. Even if the forces behind them are a net, they cannot catch me. Yu Family."

Yan Ning finally nodded: "Okay, sister Yu, don't worry, I know what to do, you have to be careful yourself!"

Once she made up her mind, her expression also became firm.

On the roof, Leng Feng listened to the conversation between the two of them.

Although after killing Yan Qinglin, he had already been prepared to face this situation, but when these things really happened, when Yan Ning really took the bottle of secret medicine, he still felt his heart was blocked, A kind of unspeakable exhaustion welled up in my heart.

It seems that that A-Jiang has indeed leaked some things to Yan Ning.

There is some hatred that cannot be resolved by any compensation.

He didn't blame Ah Ning, but regretted that he didn't do a good job in the aftermath, and let that A Jiang ruin his own affairs. At the same time, he felt powerless, unable to restore the relationship that had broken down.

Not wanting to watch anymore, Leng Feng felt that he needed to be quiet for a while.

Lifting his inner strength, he was about to leave when he suddenly saw a dark figure leaping down from behind the roof on the other side, heading straight for the window.

Sensing the murderous aura on the man, Leng Feng was startled, and immediately flew over to intercept the man.

As soon as they fought, Leng Feng's expression changed, "Xiao Jiujun!"

The man was holding a gold-painted folding fan, looking condescendingly at Leng Feng in front of him, his peach eyes were full of starlight, his body smelled of alcohol, he was Xiao Hu who had left in anger earlier!

Thinking of the shocking words that came out of this person before, Leng Feng felt a dark red on the ground for no reason, even the roots of his ears turned red, but it was submerged in the night, making it difficult to detect.

"Why are you here?" Leng Feng looked at him, wanting to pretend to be the same, before hearing those words, but his eyes flickered uncontrollably.

But Xiao Jiujun ignored him. After blocking Leng Feng's moves, he continued to rush towards the window with a biting murderous aura.

Leng Feng was a little annoyed, and when he realized his purpose, he didn't care about it for a while, and clasped Xiao Jiujun's shoulders behind him. Outside, he pushed Xiao Jiujun against the wall.

Leng Feng frowned tightly, and his voice was unprecedentedly severe: "My surname is Xiao, I told you that I don't want you to hurt Ah Ning, I'm serious, can you stop being such a master for me?" ?”

"What's more, Ah Ning has nothing to do with you!"

"So, you thought I was here to kill her?" Xiao Jiujun's face showed a smear of injury, and then he rushed to open the sealed acupuncture point regardless, and on the side of his shoulder, he forcibly broke away from Leng Feng's restraint, and said with a sneer, " So in your eyes, I am such a cruel, inhuman person!"

"Just continue to be your saint, I have lived my happy life! Don't follow me!"

After all, Xiao Jiujun used his lightness kung fu and flew away like a flowing cloud.

"you……"

Leng Feng looked at his back, his anger still lingering.

For other things, he can tolerate Xiao Jiujun's willful nonsense, and he can ignore it, but taking human life to be willful, especially knowing that the person in front of him is his only relative, but he still doesn't care about it, this touches Leng Feng's pain.

What's more, that's his sister too...

Thinking of A-Jiang's words before, Leng Feng once again fell into endless complications.

One side is my own biological relatives, parents, and the other side is my brother who was born and died, brother, what should I do...

On the empty long street, the sound of more drums could be heard from far away, and the cold night wind brought a faint smell of alcohol and... blood.

Leng Feng frowned and looked down.

Just now, where Xiao Jiujun was standing, a porcelain vase and a puddle of fresh blood fell down.

Leng Feng's eyes trembled, and uncontrollable worry appeared, that bastard fox's injury hadn't completely healed yet, and he went to drink wine, even when the wound burst open!

He secretly blamed himself for being careless and ignoring Xiao Jiujun's body.

He picked up the porcelain bottle on the ground again, poured out a elixir and sniffed it, with a look of remorse on his face again.

He recognized this elixir, it was the Wangchen elixir produced by Xuanyi Pavilion, it could make people forget their past memories, it didn't have any side effects, and it was also good for the body.

But it is very cumbersome to configure, and the medicinal materials used are extremely expensive, a pill is worth three thousand gold, and the Xuanyi Pavilion does not make much every year, so Mei Sanniang hides it like a treasure.

Xiao Jiujun must have been blackmailed to get one.

It seems that Xiao Jiujun really didn't intend to kill people just now.

At least, he didn't intend to kill Ah Ning, but just wanted to change part of her memory.

Misunderstood by him and injured, no wonder Xiao Jiujun was so injured.

Leng Feng felt a little ashamed, wished he could slap himself severely, and hurriedly followed the bloodstains to catch up.

Not long after, I saw Xiao Jiujun on the roof of a shop.

He was lying on the roof tiles, unconscious.

The blood almost stained his purple clothes black, his face was faintly blue, motionless, looking embarrassed and pitiful.

Seeing this, Leng Feng's heart trembled, as if he had returned to the secret room again, and felt the fear that Xiao Jiujun felt when he fell in front of him that time, the taste that was originally obscure, became more complicated now.

The brain was empty for a moment, and the heart seemed to be tightly held by a big hand. I forgot to breathe, and the cold sweat soaked my underwear unknowingly.

Biting his lip hard, he woke up through the pain.

He quickly squatted down to feel Xiao Jiujun's pulse.

His pulse condition was fine, and he didn't look like he was in danger of dying, but the injury was obviously not serious, and most of the healing medicine given to him before was wasted.

Therefore, not far from the inn, Leng Feng did not help Xiao Jiujun treat the wound on the roof, but picked him up and went straight to the inn, without knocking on the door, he climbed over the wall and opened the window, and entered the room that Xiao Jiujun had booked.

Lighting the candle, Leng Feng put Xiao Jiujun on the long couch, went out to bring clean water, spared no effort to heat the cold water into warm water, took off Xiao Jiujun's clothes, fetched gauze and golden sore medicine, and treated the wound again.

Under the candlelight, Xiao Jiujun's skin was very fair. In fact, he was rarely injured, unlike Leng Feng who always shuttled through the bloody storms. This stinky and coquettish fox kept his body very delicate.

Because of this, those bloody wounds looked particularly hideous.

In fact, these wounds have already scabbed, because the wound medicine used is of excellent quality, as long as it takes a few more days, it will be completely recovered without leaving any scars, but I don't know what Xiao Jiujun did. What, at this time the wound is very torn, and some places have already begun to inflame.

"What a worry!" Leng Feng cursed in a low voice, carefully wiped off the blood from the wound, sprinkled it with medicinal powder, and wrapped it up with gauze.

The fingertips couldn't help but touch Xiao Jiujun's skin, and the skin suddenly flushed, scorching hot.

Is it a fever?

(End of this chapter)