Feng Xingying scanned the crowd with his eyes, and finally settled on a thin young man, and waved to him.
The young man was startled, and then under Nangong Chu Rudao's gaze, he walked towards Feng Xingying, his steps changing from nervous to firm and calm.
Especially after getting close to Feng Xingying, he even said hello in a mature manner: "Hello, sister."
"Tell sister, do you want to take the Marrow Cleansing Pill?"
"think."
"Okay, I'll give this pill to you." Feng Xingying raised his hand, stuffed it into the young man's mouth while he opened his mouth to respond, and quickly pricked several acupuncture points on his body with the prepared silver needles. few times.
The young man did not dare to neglect, so he quickly and obediently finished his work, quietly digesting the power of the medicine.
At this time, the prince's face was completely lost.
Feng Xingying's behavior was the best rejection.
The prince wants to exchange spiritual beasts for elixirs and create a good story with the mysterious alchemist.
However, the alchemist would rather give the elixir to a loser than exchange it with him.
The elixir had already entered the boy's mouth, which meant that he had no chance.
The crowd did not disperse.
Because there is excitement again.
Feng Xingying recognized this young man, and so did many people in Ningzhou City.
He is Nangong Zhuo, the only son of the late King Ping Ping, the young prince who was hereditary King Ping Ping at the age of five.
Although he has an identity that people look up to, he is just like Feng Xingying, a waste who cannot awaken his spiritual energy.
Perhaps because they share the same fate, the young prince Nangong Zhuo often goes to play with Feng Xingying. He always calls Feng Xingying sister, but never refuses to call Nangong Chu, Nangong Yulian and others with the same surname as brother and sister.
With Doctor Feng Xingying's professional vision, Nangong Zhuo's situation was different from her previous one. Feng Xingying suppressed the fire spirit power through Jiuyin Juemai, which could not be broken except by powerful external force.
And the young prince Nangong Zhuo's body was actually poisoned.
The poison he was given was not a highly poisonous one, but a very clever chronic poison that caused the impurities in his body to block all his meridians.
And the most symptomatic medicine for this situation is Marrow Cleansing Pill!
Coupled with Feng Xingying's golden needles passing through the acupoints, the effect is even better.
In just a short while, Nangong Zhuo's face turned red, and even the exposed skin such as ears, neck, and arms began to turn blood red.
The Ninth Princess winked at the person behind her, and the middle-aged woman who had attacked Feng Xingying before took action again. The beautiful wood thorns blasted towards Feng Xingying again.
Sister Mei was holding her breath, because she was merciful to her before, and Feng Xingying made her feel uncomfortable with just one word.
How dare this person take action
Sister Mei didn't show any mercy this time. With a wave of her hand, three guards from the Jubao Pavilion took action at the same time. The fire and sword light flashed at the same time, burning the woman's wooden thorns cleanly, and she was also beheaded. on the spot.
"You have gone too far in Jubao Pavilion. You dare to touch my princess's guard?" The ninth princess was furious, her face turning purple with anger.
Sister Mei did not give her any face: "Master Youying is a distinguished guest of our Jubao Pavilion. Anyone who attacks her is an enemy of our Jubao Pavilion. Your Royal Highness, Ninth Princess, if there is nothing wrong with you two, please invite me Go back to the palace, it’s not safe outside.”
Ninth Princess Nangong Yulian's eyes flashed with justice: "Huh, Aunt Jing is also eager to save His Royal Highness Prince Ping, how can you be so arrogant? Do you know that he is the hereditary Prince Ping, how noble his status is, and the Marrow Cleansing Pill is so powerful, Is it something that an ordinary person can afford
If something happens to His Highness Prince Ping Ping, my father will not let you go! "
"Noisy..." Feng Xingying shook his head helplessly.