Speaking of Feng's family.
The first thing Feng Wuxie thought of was Feng Mingzhu.
Regardless of the relationship between family members, Feng Mingzhu is the first sister she has made sincerely since she came to the Tianqi Continent!
Having been separated for several months, Feng Wuxie still missed her sister Mingzhu a little bit.
I thought that the battle of the spiritist, as in previous years, was just a personal dispute!
I didn't expect to have caught up with the once-in-a-hundred-year clan ranking battle. In this case, if you want to have a family-oriented character like Mingzhu, you will definitely lead the family disciples to fight hard!
I wonder how she is now
Feng Wuxie suddenly remembered that even if Emperor Qianxie was very, very far away from him, he could create an illusion and talk to himself. Then, if she learns this trick, will she be able to contact the family at any time in the future?
Thinking like this—
As soon as Feng Wuxie returned to Tang Mansion, he entered Di Qianxie's room.
"Di Qianxie?" Feng Wuxie knocked on the door symbolically, and went in without waiting for a reply from the door.
But seeing Emperor Qianxie lying on the bed with loose red clothes and spreading ink hair, his face seemed a little paler than usual, and his lips were already lighter, but now they looked lighter, and Mo Rong , He stood by the bed, looking worried—
Seeing Feng Wuxie coming in, the expressions of the two men were very consistent, and they both showed a little panic!
Immediately afterwards, Mo Rong was like a spring, almost jumping from the side of the bed, with a weird expression on the side!
"Cough cough." Di Qianxie coughed twice and cleared his voice. Then he straightened his clothes and got up from the bed: "Why are you here?"
Is it Feng Wuxie's illusion
Feng Wuxie feels strange in her heart—what are these words
Isn't it normal for her to come to him
Moreover, she felt that today's Emperor Qianxie looked... a little haggard? Even when he got up from the bed, his body shook slightly, making him seem a little thin.
"What's the matter with you? Your complexion is not right? Fever?" Feng Wuxie walked to Di Qianxie's side, raised his head and touched his forehead.
His forehead is warm and cold, and he has no symptoms of fever.
She grabbed Di Qianxie's hand and checked his pulse—
Di Qianxie admitted that she was playing with herself, and didn't explain, just a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.
—This woman is worried about herself at this time.
This is good and there is progress.
At least it proves that she should be reluctant to die, right
Feng Wuxie looked more suspiciously: "The pulse is also normal, really, I thought you were sick. What were you doing just now? Sleeping during the day? Taking a nap?"
She remembered that Emperor Qianxie never had the habit of taking a nap!
Emperor Qianxie did not speak.
Feng Wuxie cast his gaze on Mo Rong: "You say it!"
Slightly imposing.
Mo Rong was helpless, and turned his eyes for help to Emperor Qianxie—
"It's useless to see him, it's me who asked you!" Feng Wuxie was very sure in his heart that the two of them absolutely had something to hide from her, which aroused her curiosity.
Mo Rong felt bitter again—
As the corpse moon period approaches, the leader’s body has already gone from bad to worse. In fact, when he is with Miss Feng every day, he is supporting his soul power, and this does not seem to be much different from usual. .
But since a few days ago, he has fought against Xiao Zi
After one game, the spirit power of the leader has been completely lost...
And these are all caused by that damned curse of life!
If he only diagnoses his body, he can't be diagnosed at all!
-Therefore, even if Feng Wuxie is a pharmacist, he can't find out the symptoms of the leader!
The reason why Mo Rong could feel the changes in Emperor Qianxie's body was because he was a missionary!
The lives of two people are tied together!
However, for all of this, the leader would not let him tell Feng Wuxie!
He didn't want Feng Wuxie to be with him because of sympathy!
He said he disdains.
But Mo Rong felt that Di Qianxie was crazy, and he was gambled with his life in order to catch Feng Wuxie!
But Mo Rong had to obey the order-to help the leader hide Feng Wuxie.
"I and the leader are..." Mo Rong racked his brains thinking about how to tell lies to be more credible.
Feng Wuxie just stared at Mo Rong with certainty, waiting for his answer later.
At this time, Di Qianxie spoke: "We are cultivating."
Feng Wuxie narrowed his eyes, looked at Di Qianxie with an expression of "Are you kidding me?", and chuckled slightly:
"Oh, two men are cultivating together? Are you fucking? What are you cultivating? Don't tell me that you are cultivating spiritism, I don't believe it."
"Believe it or not, you are free." Di Qianxie put on that lofty expression, sat down extremely gracefully, and glanced at Mo Rong—
Mo Rong immediately understood and poured a cup of clear water for him, and then poured a small packet of powdered medicine into the cup.
Mo Rong's small movements failed to escape Feng Wuxie's eyes—
"What's that?" Feng Wuxie leaned closer, trying to hold the cup to see what happened...
However, Emperor Qianxie is one step faster than her!
He drank the water in one gulp.
Feng Wuxie frowned, "What are you drinking?"
When Emperor Qianxie told a lie, his face was not red and heartbeat, and he even poured a glass of water and drank it again—this time, the little bit of powder residue left in the teacup was completely gone: "This powder is good for cultivation. , Improve soul power cultivation."
"Really?" Feng Wuxie asked back, not convinced, but couldn't find any loopholes, so she opened her hands: "Since it is such a good medicine, why not give it to me and try it. I am more than you." Need to improve soul power."
Di Qianxie lowered his eyes and looked at the jade hand that was spread out in front of him—
He only felt that every finger from this hand was slender and beautiful, as well as the lines in the palm, with fine twists and turns, like a stretch of mountains and deep mountain springs and streams.
Di Qianxie smiled slightly, and instead of handing her the so-called powdered medicine, he handed her his hand.
He took her hand! Pull hard—
Feng Wuxie was taken aback for a moment. When she recovered, she had been dragged into his arms by Di Qianxie and sat on his lap...
Mo Rong on the side hung his head when he saw this.
"Don't worry about the powder! You came to me today, there must be something to let me help you!" Di Qianxie said in her ear.
This woman, she usually asks him to send someone to invite her several times, she will come over reluctantly, and today she took the initiative to run over to look for him, she is absolutely nothing but the Three Treasures Hall!
Feng Wuxie didn't struggle either. Anyway, she knew the strength gap between herself and Di Qianxie, so she simply sat in his arms—
However, she didn’t know, in fact, this time, if she tried to break free
Then, it’s easy to get rid of the imprisonment of Emperor Qianxie...
Because of Emperor Qianxie, he was completely supporting him at this moment.
"Yes, something is indeed going on." Feng Wuxie remembered his business, so he ignored the little movement between Di Qianxie and Mo Rong, and said straightforwardly: "It's the kind of spirit technique you used before. —The kind that can be transformed into human portraits, talking to others... ”
Emperor Qianxie lazily uttered three words: "Xun Ying Shu."
"Oh, it was called Swift Shadow Technique." Feng Wuxie nodded, "Can you teach me?"
"I can't teach it." Di Qianxie simply refused.
"why?"
Di Qianxie glanced at Mo Rong and motioned to Mo Rong to explain to Feng Wuxie—he is even struggling to speak now, but he has to rely on the small packet of powder that he just drunk to support his consciousness and hide his peace.
Mo Rong understood, and said to Feng Wuxie: "Shadow Swiftness can only be practiced by dark-type spiritists. If the attributes do not match, they cannot be practiced. The purpose of communication can only be achieved through some communication-type Horcruxes."
It turned out to be so.
Feng Wuxie nodded and asked, "Then you have this kind of Horcrux? Can you borrow it from me? I want to contact the family."
Di Qianxie shook his head.
Mo Rong explained again: "Because the leader doesn't need this type of Horcrux, there is no collection either."
"Oh, that's how it is… "
Feng Wuxie's voice dropped, obviously not as full of expectations as before.
Di Qianxie noticed the change in her mood as soon as she heard it, and he pondered for a moment, and then said: "Who do you want to see, I will help you use the Swift Shadow technique, and you can see it as well."
Feng Wuxie laughed when she heard this!
She even praised Di Qianxie very rarely: "Sure enough, it's the emperor, I knew you would help me!"
Mo Rong watched from the side, but he was hesitant to speak...
He knew that the leader is now very unsuitable to use his soul power!
"Master..." Mo Rong was about to stop.
Di Qianxie gave him a fierce look!
Mo Rong forcibly swallowed the words that came to his lips!
Di Qianxie said to Feng Wuxie: "You go back to your room and wait, I'll be over in a while."
"Aren't they together?" Feng Wuxie was a little strange: "Or, it doesn't matter if the Swift Shadow Technique is performed here."
Di Qianxie seemed to insist on dismissing Feng Wuxie first: "You go first, I have to explain to Mo Rong some things in my teaching."
Feng Wuxie knew it.
… Means, it is inconvenient for her to listen to what he teaches
Anyway, she has no interest anyway.
Feng Wuxie didn't doubt too much, after all, in her impression, Di Qianxie was always a superior and invincible image!
She left Di Qianxie's room.
Until the door was re-covered, Feng Wuxie's back also got farther and farther...
Mo Rong finally couldn't help it, and even in a hurry, he didn't even call out the leader: "No matter how you use your spirit power, I'm afraid that before the corpse moon period arrives, you will be eaten back and die by the spirit power!"
-Although he is a commander and a subordinate, he is also a friend of Emperor Qianxie.
How could you watch him behave like this? !
Di Qianxie knew that Mo Rong had good intentions, so he ignored his disrespectful remarks, and just said lightly:
"The amount of medicine just wasn't enough, and triple it—"
(End of this chapter)