Ode to Longevity

However, the person standing at the door smiled, moved his weak body into the room, and smiled indifferently: "Can you give it to me to try?"

you?

Not only Feng Ni, but even He Lanbo looked at Liu Fufeng with suspicion, what can the person in front of him do, even the wind can blow him away, and can he go out to find Ruoshui? I'm afraid I haven't walked a few steps before I'm too tired to be paralyzed. Only Han Bing, the cold figure stood, he believed Liu Fufeng's words, he could do it.

This person is not as simple as it seems!

The corners of her mouth raised slowly, Liu Fufeng entered the room, looked at Feng Qingge lying on the bed, her eyes touched the wound on the back of her head, but she frowned, "What kind of enemy has she gotten into?"

"What do you mean?" Han Bing stepped forward, the wound was not fatal, but it was indeed too evil, even he didn't know what it was.

Reaching out to touch Feng Qingge's wound, Liu Fufeng shook his head and said, "Bloodthirsty, I don't know if you have heard of it, a sharp weapon handed down from ancient times, as long as it is scratched, the wound will continue to bleed, and the bloodthirsty Absorbed until there is no more blood in the body. Someone used this thing to deal with her, and the method is not very bright."

"Bloodthirsty? What should we do then?" Feng Ni frowned. He had never heard the name of this weapon, and he didn't know what it was, but it was able to continuously absorb people's blood, which made him feel terrible.

Shaking his head, Liu Fufeng could only sigh and say, "I can't help it either, but I heard that you were looking for Ruoshui just now, so I can help you find her."

"With your physique, can you still go out to find someone?" He Lanbo said disdainfully, waving his arms, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm going to go out and find someone now, I am most familiar with the Helan family, so it's not easy to find someone. ……"

"In the woods to the southwest of the Helan family, there is another thing that accompanies her. Now, she should know, here it is..."

Before Liu Fufeng could finish speaking, He Lanbo laughed out loud, "I said you are a magician, come here, there is something, what is it, don't tell me what it is... What are you doing? look at me like that?"

The little blue-and-white figures stood at the door with their umbrellas in their arms. Behind them, a white-clothed man with a fire stick stood. They had apparently just come back. Stepping out, she closed the small umbrella and placed it by the door at will.

"It seems that my perception is correct, this dead fat man has an accident again, huh." Some helplessly rubbed his temples, and put the fire stick in his sleeves with both hands, swept the wound of Feng Qingge, and said slightly surprised: "Yo, this time I was hit by the Bloodthirsty Blade. It's really lucky. This thing can also hit it."

"Speak less, how to save people now!" Feng Nian said impatiently. No matter how Feng Qingge has become like this, the people in front of her still look unhurried.

Looking down at the wound on Feng Qingge's head, Ruo Shui just stretched out his fingers coldly and touched Feng Ni's printing and hair.

"Hey, be careful, the printing and distribution will rebound!" Feng Ni almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and hurriedly opened his mouth to stop it. It's just that when he saw Ruo Shui easily crushed and printed, he couldn't say a word, and his whole person was petrified. Well, he has ignored that the little ancestor in front of him is the strength of Tianwai Ningjing.

Losing the control of printing and distribution, the blood gushed out again, but Ruo Shui did not look at it at all, and the pair of eyes without any emotion looked in the other direction, there was no one there.

The person outside the mirror laughed, the orange-white figure slightly dragged his chin, "What a sharp girl, but you can..."

"Kacha..." Without warning, the mirror in front of him was completely shattered, and the icy little fist smashed out. His entire room trembled suddenly, and the mirror in front of him flew towards the surroundings. The feathers in front of him had already gathered together to block the energy, but he raised the corner of his mouth and giggled: "Interesting, power can penetrate space, but you can't hurt me."

What, what's wrong!

Everyone in the arena widened their eyes and looked at Ruo Shui with an incredible expression. They never thought that Ruo Shui, who was fine just now, reached the foot of the wall without paying attention and punched the window fiercely. , and then...not even the paper on the window was broken.

The little figure returned to the bedside, thinking she would start treating Feng Qingge, but Ruo Shui reached out and grabbed Feng Qingge's face, and said unhappily, "Get up, I'm hungry..."

hungry……

I'll go, little ancestor, can you be more reliable, what is the important juncture now! You actually said you were hungry, please, this man is still lying down with such a big hole in his head, how can you make food for you!

However, what they didn't expect was that Feng Qingge, who was lying on her stomach, slowly opened her eyes, her complexion was a little better than before, she touched her head a little confusedly, and asked in pain, "What's wrong, I... …”

"The hole disappeared?" Feng Ni was the closest, and was the first to see Feng Qingge's wound. The bleeding wound just now disappeared automatically after Ruo Shui threw a small fist. What kind of new treatment method is this, can it be so powerful?

"Feng Er Shui, are you really feeling better?" The first rushed over, He Lanbo squeezed Ruo Shui, sat down on the bed, stretched out his fingers, placed it in front of Feng Qingge and asked, "This is How much is it?"

Too lazy to pay attention to the person in front of her, Feng Qingge rubbed her head and looked at Qiu He opposite. She knew that He Lanbo didn't believe her, and Qiu He wouldn't tell the truth either, just pretending that it never happened. There is nothing serious about him, but his qi and blood are a little insufficient, and his lips are a little white.

"I hit, I hit!" With both hands waving towards the window, Feng Ni looked at the person behind in surprise, insisted on hitting the window again, and then asked suspiciously, "Er Gou, how are you? Yet?"

"..." A group of neurotics! Feng Qingge was too lazy to talk to them, she sat up and looked at the uncle in front of her, and asked weakly, "Master, I..."

"It's normal to be weak for a few days after being hit by the bloodthirsty blade, but I'm very puzzled. Who dares to do something under the eyes of this uncle, and even use ancient things. Say you grow up and leave me and get hurt ." He bent down and looked at Feng Qingge in front of him, but the fire stick's gaze turned towards Liu Fufeng, intentionally or unintentionally, and said lightly, "It's really worrying, it seems that I have to follow every moment. You can do it."

"..." She was just knocked by Qiu He, why did the group of people in front of her have changed after waking up, is such a gentle person an uncle? That burning stick who often scolds her for being fat, challenges her, and mocks her? Is her brain broken, or is this group of people abnormal!