"Ghost Doctor Fengjiu seems to have a fiancé, his name seems to be Xuanyuan or something..."
"Is it Xuanyuan Moze? It is said that this person is only a prince of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, one of the eight empires of the lower reaches of the continent. How could he have such a powerful cultivation?"
"Even the Demon Lord is no match for him. This man is too strong!"
"That's right, it's amazing!"
The people below were talking about it. Except for Song Ming and others who reacted and quickly followed into the sect, everyone else in the sect also returned one after another.
After seeing its feathers plucked out, the Fire Phoenix also flapped its wings and flew back to the sect. No matter what, the Lord of Hell was back, and the master was out of danger. Although it lost a handful of feathers, at least the Demon Lord didn't get any good results.
On the top of the mountain, Feng Ye pulled Bai Xiao, who was beside him and exhaled softly, and said, "Let's go to the sect quickly! I want to go to the sect to see my niece."
"Okay, okay, little ancestor, don't be anxious." Bai Xiao comforted him, and stood up and said, "The Lord of Hell is back. In my opinion, no one can expect to see Feng Jiu today. Even if you are anxious to see her now, you probably won't be able to."
Feng Ye frowned and asked in confusion: "Why?"
"Why?" Bai Xiao was stunned, then grinned: "Of course it's because Lord Yan is so domineering! With him around, who dares to get close to Feng Jiu? Even if someone dares to get close, they will definitely not see anyone."
Feng Ye listened with a confused look. He looked up and said, "But we have to go anyway! My niece is covered in wounds!"
"Don't worry! Everything will be fine as long as Lord Yan is here." Bai Xiao laughed softly, then summoned a flying beast and took Feng Ye and Zhao Yang to the sect.
In the sect, the sect master personally brought Xuanyuan Moze and Fengjiu to a quiet courtyard. When he was about to enter the courtyard to see if he needed help, he heard Xuanyuan Moze's voice.
"Back off, no one should disturb us."
Before Zongmen's foot had even touched the ground, he quietly retracted it and said, "Okay, you two take a rest first, I won't disturb you." After saying that, he turned around and retreated.
When they got outside, they naturally followed Xuanyuan Moze's instructions and told people not to go in and disturb them. Therefore, those who wanted to go in and see Feng Jiu could only wait outside the bamboo forest.
In the courtyard inside the bamboo forest, after entering the room and closing the door, Xuanyuan Moze put her on the bed and was about to undress her, but was stopped by a hand.
"What are you doing in broad daylight?" Feng Jiu smiled, her words tinged with joking.
Xuanyuan Moze looked at her with a sullen face and said, "You are in the mood to joke when you are covered in wounds? Don't your wounds hurt?" As he spoke, he took off Fengjiu's blood-stained green coat without stopping.
Feng Jiu saw that he was being gentle and careful, so she didn't stop him and let him take off her coat. After the coat was taken off, the bloodstains on her white inner garment were more visible.
She instinctively looked up at the person in front of her, and sure enough, she saw that his face was gloomy and his eyes were fixed on the bloodstains on her white undershirt.
When he reached out to unbutton her underwear, Fengjiu smiled, held his hand, and said, "You don't need to unbutton this. You forgot that I can repair the injuries on my body."