3061 Daniel R. Ryan r92.059

Feng Wangxue has been injured more than once. If you continue to be injured, it will not be easy to recover.

Feng Wangxue smiled bitterly: "A small life is better than an injury, of course, you choose to be injured."

Morian: "..." Silence.

From this sentence, we can see how dangerous it was when Fengwangxue was ambushed.

When Qu Taner heard this sentence, he also heard the taste of nine lives and one death.

From this injury point of view, Feng Wangxue could not be a traitor to Jiucheng. Otherwise, the price of being a traitor is too great. Because after hurting the root of cultivation, not only will cultivation regress, but future growth will be difficult. If Feng Wangxue wanted to act, he would not use this one as a drama. As a practitioner, there is nothing more important than cultivation, not even power.

The city of Merian first healed Fengwangxue.

After only a while, Feng Wangxue's face became a little better. Sure enough, he was much better than he himself to treat injuries, at least the physical pain was reduced a lot.

After a long time.

Feng Wangxue was so sweaty that she was very embarrassed.

Morian City Road: "This injury must be slowly recuperated."

"I understand, thank you," Feng Wangxue thanked.

Merian said calmly, "You go to freshen up and change to clean clothes. I still want to ask you something."

"Okay." Even though Feng Wangxue was weak after being injured, after the treatment of Merian City, she could still walk around like ordinary people, freshen up, change clean clothes, and do these simple things without any problems. It took only half a quarter of an hour, and Feng Wangxue was a silver-haired, black-colored robe that appeared fresh and clean in front of Merian City.

Moriancheng gave him a glance, nodded gently, and took a bottle of Jiupindan from his body and threw it to him. "Remember, one every three days, don't eat more. When you are finished, tell me again."

This sentence makes it clear that you have to take medicine for a long time ...

Feng Wangxue smiled bitterly, feeling very sad, this time became sick.

Morian City thought about it and said, "Do you know what happened to Emperor Yuyun's disappearance?"

"What? That demon is missing?" Feng Wangxue was surprised, surprised. He was seriously injured. Before Emperor Yuyun disappeared, when he was seriously injured, he returned to his place to retreat and he only notified Mu Liusu to preside over the overall situation. Therefore, what happened outside this time, Feng Wangxue did not know.

Mo Liancheng stepped down to the first seat and stretched her long legs, a little helpless.

This matter seems to be irregular, but it seems to be carefully arranged.

At first it was severely injured by wind and snow, and then came to the wood fringing. At a time when people were heartbroken, they attacked Yuyun Emperor and took him away. But why not take him seriously or kill him, but take him away? The words of Emperor Zun are not so easy to get rid of. However, it took the other party so much thought to achieve this goal.

Suddenly, Mo Liancheng thought of a possibility, "Wang Xue, do you think that ... there are so many people missing? Is it related to Emperor Yu Yun?"

"This ... Are you doubting Yuyun?" Feng Wangxue's face was serious and serious, "From my heart, um, that is, according to my personal thoughts-I believe in Emperor Yuyun. He People are usually gloomy and rarely interact with people. They don't talk much, but they have known him for many years, and they still know him a bit. "

Feng Wangxue believes that Emperor Yuyun will not be a betrayer.

He heard these words in secret and agreed with him.

(End of this chapter)