Then the bearded man turned and walked away. Even if the voice disappeared, he could still hear it.

"Poof!" Then he knelt on the ground with his chest covered. A mouthful of blood escaped from the corner of his lips. This man's skill seems to be higher than Junchen's. even if he lurks in the dragon clan, I'm afraid no one can find him.

Alone, he squatted on the ground and had a rest for about half an hour before he felt relieved and slowly got up to go back.

However, Gu Wujue, who suffered internal injury, fell down when he came back to his room. Before he fell into a coma, he could not help but scold him. Damn it, this master of element fighting spirit is really terrible.

Murong Fengqing didn't rest when he returned to his room. He was a little restless all the time. Even after forced to practice fighting spirit mental method, it didn't work at all.

"Xiao Qingqing, you can't concentrate when you think about it like this. It doesn't have any effect, and it will be counterproductive. If you can't rest assured, go and have a look, though it's just a little injury. There's nothing to worry about." Feng Jiu shakes her head, pretending to be mature, thinking that the woman in love, no matter how tough and calm you are, it's useless. It's all the same. One moment you worry about this, one moment you worry about that.

"Shut up, who said I was worried about loneliness!" She is just a little inattentive. She has nothing to do with her lonely and hairy relationship. She has nothing to worry about. If you can't practice, don't practice. If she sleeps well, she must be in a bad mood and can't concentrate. She will be fine after a night's rest.

Thinking about it, Murong Fengqing turned over the quilt and fell asleep, but the quilt was almost rotten. Murong Fengqing still couldn't sleep. He just felt that his forehead was bouncing and something wrong had happened.

It's all skin injuries. There should be nothing right. What's she worried about here! Although she was persuading herself, Murong Fengqing walked to the door. When she saw the closed door, she realized what she had done. She walked here.

No way. If she passed like this, if she was alone and had nothing to do with it, he would be very proud. No, there's something wrong with Gu Wujue. Her uneasiness must have nothing to do with him. No one in the dragon clan has anything to do with him. Gu Wujue has nothing to do with him.

However, although he said so, Murong Fengqing was still pacing left and right, struggling for half an hour before he could not bear to open the door.

"If it's a big deal, just go and see if he's taken medicine." Murong Fengqing quickly went to the next room and knocked on it several times, but there was no movement inside.

"Alone?" Have called several times, he is sleeping into a dead pig“ Alone? "

After two shouts, Murong Feng, who still didn't hear any response, directly pushed the door open. What came into his eyes was the lonely Jue hanging on the table. He suddenly took a breath. Even if she could help her, she couldn't get up.

"It's all alone!" Murong Feng immediately dragged the man to the bed. After checking his body quickly, he found that he had suffered a serious internal injury. When she just went back, he didn't have any internal injury at all. What did he do during this period?