"What?" Now it's Mo Rong's turn to go crazy: "Three times more? Mu Lanqin said, this kind of medicine is helpful to soul power, but it has a huge load on the viscera! Double the amount of medicine is already the limit. , Triple? Absolutely not!"
"Huh." Di Qianxie raised his head and glanced at Mo Rong. Even in such a bad state, his eyes were still sharp as a knife. For a moment, the aura of rage smoldering was also very strong. He was too lazy to talk. Bing spit out a word coldly: "Plus!"
Mo Rong stood still for a long time.
Clearly means disobedience.
—What are you doing with so many medicines? Is it just to help Feng Wuxie cast a fast shadow technique
What's more, even if it is three times the dose, I am afraid it will be difficult to sustain it
Although the Swift Shadow technique is not a great skill that requires a powerful charge, it is also very exhausting to spread one's soul power thousands of miles away and form an illusion!
According to the strength of the past leader, this kind of spiritism is really nothing, but now...
The most troublesome thing is that there is only the leader of the dark system spirit arts cultivating here!
Otherwise, they can do it for you...
Di Qianxie looked at Mo Rong indifferently, and couldn't help surging in anger, "Why, I have to do it myself to search for the medicine on your body?"
Mo Rong struggled for a long time, but finally he sighed and took out three times the powder...
The powder was dissolved in the clear water, and Emperor Qianxie drank from the cup—
When the medicine entered his throat, there was a dull pain in his heart!
His face turned pale, and a thin layer of cold sweat instantly spread on his forehead!
It was obviously a severe pain like a torn heart, but Emperor Qianxie just carried it, without even frowning!
—Sure enough, it was three times the amount of medicine. Although the internal organs are damaged, at least the spirit power can hold it.
Di Qianxie smiled slightly, the kind of pain to him is completely unworthy.
After resting for a while, and when his complexion had recovered a little bit of blood and looked less ugly, Di Qianxie went out and prepared to go to Feng Wuxie's room.
Mo Rong followed behind uneasy.
"You, go back!" Di Qianxie's face was as cold as frost and ordered.
Mo Rong stopped helplessly.
Di Qianxie went to Feng Wuxie's room alone.
Feng Wuxie has long been waiting for his arrival.
"Have you dealt with the affairs of China?" she asked casually.
Di Qianxie gave a "gracious" and then asked, "Go ahead, who do you want to see?"
"Feng Mingzhu."
Di Qianxie turned his soul into light, and a huge red soul power was released from the demon blood lotus soul mark on the center of his eyebrows, forming an image in the void of the room—
That is the image of Feng Mingzhu!
"Mingzhu!" Feng Wuxie greeted the illusion of Feng Mingzhu.
Feng Mingzhu's expression in the illusion showed a look of consternation, and then turned into a full of surprises: "Innocent? How are you doing? Are you, the art of Xunying?"
"En." Feng Wuxie also knew that this kind of soul technique must consume soul power, so he went straight to the topic as soon as he opened his mouth:
"Sister Mingzhu, this year's National Spiritual Art **, the personal battle and the family ranking battle are held together, each family is eligible to participate, do you know
"
Upon hearing this, Feng Mingzhu's face was full of vigor, and she was sure to win:
"Well, Qing'an City has also handed down the emperor's order, Wu Xie, this battle of the Soul Master Family is once in a hundred years. The opportunity is really rare. I have discussed with the Patriarch Grandpa, and I am ready to lead the family disciples in the war!"
As expected, Feng Wuxie did not expect it.
Feng Wuxie couldn't help smiling when he heard this: "I knew you would come! By the way, I heard that in every city in the country, an intra-city arena will be held to vote for the qualifications for the national competition. The competition in Qing'an City should be It's been these two days, right?"
"Well, tomorrow is the competition in the city."
Feng Mingzhu's dignified and elegant long skirt made her more confident and eye-catching:
"Wuxie, this time in the city competition, you are not in the clan, and the master's disciples are not very successful, so I sent Feng Hanshan and Feng Qiongyu. Although their talents are not comparable to you and me, they work very hard to make progress. In the past few months, soul power cultivation has also improved a lot."
Feng Wuxie nodded:
"Well, I saw their skills in the previous clan meeting. Speaking of the competition, I played against Murong Yu from the Murong family before. She is an invulnerable golden spirit physique. If you are against you, I will naturally not Worry, your fire spirit can restrain her, but if you go against Hanshan or Qiongyu, you have to remind them to be careful."
Regarding this point, Feng Mingzhu clearly knows:
"Well, no evil, this time, the top three families in each city arena will be eligible to participate in the national competition! Qing'an city, in terms of strength, is actually nothing more than a knockout match for the four major families. , Don’t worry, the strength of our Feng family should not be underestimated! We will never be eliminated!"
Seeing Feng Mingzhu's smile as bright as a gem, Feng Wuxie was also infected, and she couldn't help but look forward to this national war:
"En! I'm waiting for you in Morro City! At that time, we will reach the finals together! Not only to win the final honor for the family, I also want to take this opportunity to check in the competition, and there is something about my parents' disappearance. clue."
After Feng Wuxie left, Feng Mingzhu had heard from the family owner about the disappearance of Feng Wuxie's parents, so she didn't feel surprised by the time, she just comforted:
"No evil, take your time, don't worry."
Feng Wuxie smiled slightly: "Well, I'm not in a hurry."
In the illusion, Feng Mingzhu smiled on her face, as if she wanted to say something to Feng Wuxie, however, she did not finish--
The illusion has disappeared!
Feng Wuxie looked at Emperor Qianxie strangely!
But I saw that Emperor Qianxie didn’t know when, he was so exhausted that he was so exhausted, with his palms leaning on the table, his chest lying down, his breathing was very heavy, even the blood lotus soul mark on his eyebrows became looming...
It's completely gone for his arrogant and arrogant attitude...
Feng Wuxie's heart trembled, and when he noticed the abnormality, he immediately stepped forward to support Emperor Qianxie's body that was about to fall!
"Di Qianxie, what's wrong with you?"
While talking, Feng Wuxie tried to detect his physical state and pulse rhythm.
However, the results of the detection... everything is normal, there is no sign of illness at all!
"Di Qianxie, you are doing it
what? Is it a bitter trick? Hey, it's not like your style! "
Although she said so, Feng Wuxie was very worried in her heart—she knew that according to Di Qianxie’s personality, she wished to show her how strong her spirit power is, how powerful she is, and how powerful she is. Duo Niu Cha...
He would never easily show this morbid appearance in front of him!
Di Qianxie squinted his eyes slightly, his consciousness gradually blurred, but he still saw the woman in front of him, holding his hand, with a worried expression on her face—
Then, he smiled slightly...
He thought, since he has seen this woman show this expression for him, then... it's worth it!
"What's wrong with the bitter trick? This leader just wants to test whether your woman has a conscience or not, I'm like this, don't you help me to lie down?" Although Di Qianxie's voice seemed a little weak, The tone was as arrogant as ever, and the corner of his mouth was also the evil and elegant smile.
Although Feng Wuxie didn't know why, he felt that Di Qianxie didn't seem to be acting, so he didn't quarrel with him, but really helped him onto his bed.
Di Qianxie's body was already weak, and he fell heavily on Feng Wuxie's pillow, and even Feng Wuxie, who was supporting him by the side, fell on his chest!
Feng Wuxie was about to get up...
"do not move."
However, Emperor Qianxie took the lead and encircled Feng Wuxie with his arms.
Although he has almost no power to speak of now, he still uses that command tone habitually.
It's just that—this time, Feng Wuxie really softened his heart, so he just let him hold it and didn't get up.
"Di Qianxie, what the hell is going on with you? Don't tell me?!" Feng Wuxie was really anxious!
How could this great leader suddenly become such a pitiful pair
It seems that she feels a little pain, which is not a good omen!
"I'm tired. Woman, borrow your bed for a use."
Di Qianxie closed his eyes tiredly, but the corners of his mouth were still holding up a smile:
"Woman, if you sleep with me... Maybe, I won't be so tired."
After speaking this sentence, Emperor Qianxie has completely lost consciousness!
Feng Wuxie was resting his head on Di Qianxie's chest, and suddenly heard his heartbeat—
The symptoms finally appeared...
His heartbeat, unexpectedly... so slow, there is even a sudden arrest
And the spirit power in him...
It was shrouded by a layer of black air!
Under this weird layer of black aura, Di Qianxie's soul power began to lose-
Feng Wuxie tried to use his soul power to disperse those weird black qi, but found that it was useless!
The most terrifying thing is—
Generally speaking, the spirit power of a spiritist will be consumed for various reasons, but after being consumed, the spirit power will still gather back into the body!
However, the spirit power of Emperor Qianxie...
After the loss, after waiting for a long time, Feng Wuxie checked again, only to find—
Those spirit powers disappeared out of thin air, and no longer returned to his body
What exactly is going on? !
Where did the disappearing spirit power go
(End of this chapter)