Chapter 145

"This... wang ye, wangfei has just drank the medicine, not so fast..." The pharmacist's face was also not good-looking, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and continued: "The wangfei's wound is infected and high fever is normal. As for Mengtai, It's related to her mental condition. The princess was stimulated, so that's why it's like this. After a while, the princess will be quiet."

Stimulate? Who dares to stimulate his people under his nose?

A girl who has been out of the door all the year round, where did she meet Hongzhe? These two words pierced into his heart like a needle.

The drug seems to have played a role, and the groggy person is not messing around, leaning on the pillow and sleeping honestly.

"Bring all the people the girl met in these three hours, not one of them!" He wanted to see who would dare to stimulate his girl.

Not long after, the people of the Jagged Legion outside the door carried a boy in a shepherd's coat. There was still a white cloth wrapped around his head, and he looked a little flustered. He squeezed his hands tightly, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

"Brush!" Reaching out and taking off the familiar white gauze, Mu Cangyun's face became even colder. He stared at the long hole on Luo Xing's forehead, and said coldly, "What's wrong with the injury?"

"No, I'm not careful, I smashed it myself." As if there was a big rock pressing down on his chest, Luo Xing knelt on the ground honestly, his small body trembling. Before he could deal with the wound, he was hit by These people brought it here.

He knew that the current Sang Kingdom had retreated, and all the people here were from the Yun Kingdom. Originally, he was fearless, but when he saw Mu Cangyun taking off the gauze on his forehead, he panicked. This was bandaged by the person who jumped off the cliff. He didn't mean to kill her.

"Did it yourself? Ha...have you seen her?" The person on the bed fell asleep quietly, but his face was extremely pale.

Breathing abruptly, Luo Xing gritted his teeth and did not speak.

"I found it!" Zhao Feng was even more busy, quickly put the collected information on the table, frowned and said, "This kid is from the frontier of the Sang Kingdom, and the war broke out, and both parents died on the battlefield. The only grandfather died in the battle more than a month ago, and I hate the people of Yunguo..."

"Have you seen it?" Mu Cangyun's expression remained the same, he supported his cheek with one hand, and those eyes were like sharp knives.

As if completely exposed to Mu Cangyun's eyes, Luo Xing was overwhelmed by this momentum, his body trembled, and replied, "I have seen it."

"But, it's really not me. Today, the army of the Sang Kingdom returns to China. I know that I will soon die on the battlefield like my father, my mother, and my grandfather. I, I don't want to die, I don't want to look at the people of Yun Guo Occupy our territory, rob our cattle and sheep! I thought she was going out of the city alone, so I planned to kill her, but... I didn't expect that she jumped off the Sunset Cliff by herself!" Shivering all over, Luo Xing gritted his teeth, He hated Yun Guo, and he hated war even more!

To do such a thing, he was completely overwhelmed by the fire of war and his own fear. He was afraid that the war would break out again, and he was afraid that he would die like everyone else, dying under such loess, even a simple tomb. No. He wanted to resist and protect himself, but he never thought about killing people.

"Sunset Cliff!" Mu Cangyun clenched his fingers indifferently, raised his eyebrows and said, "So, you are not guilty?"

"I..." At this moment, all the strength in his body seemed to be exhausted, Luo Xing knelt blankly, not knowing what to say.

"Hongzhe, cough..." The tingling sensation in his mind came out, as if the tendons of his brain were being cut.

She opened her eyes suddenly, Feng Qingge sat up quickly, the wounds on her whole body almost burst open at this moment, she panted heavily, looking down at her hands, the big beads of sweat kept falling, like It was like blood, staining her hands red.

"No, no...Blood, a lot of blood..." She stepped back in shock, Feng Qingge wiped her hands on the quilt, wishing to rub the skin off her hands, looking at the person in the wheelchair, her The mind just woke up a bit.

This is……

Cencheng?

Her heart trembled fiercely, her constricted pupils suddenly enlarged, her tense nerves loosened, and she fell down limply.

"Girl?" Touching Feng Qingge's forehead, Mu Cangyun couldn't help frowning, feeling the energy emanating from him, his face sank, and he said coldly, "Come out!"

"Brush!" The cold figure appeared transparent and stood in the air. A little golden sword mark fell from the center of his eyebrows, his handsome face was full of tiredness, and he said impatiently: "She is weak, I have protected her heart, if you want her to be sane, you have to go again. A sunset cliff, looking for her soul trapped in an illusion."

"Girl what happened to her?" Back then, he faced hardships in that cave. He knew the strength of this man. Even a spirit body could force them to nowhere. His powerful Mu Cangyun knew that, but he made trouble. I don't understand why, under the protection of the fire stick, the girl was still injured so badly.

Is something wrong?

He couldn't help shaking his head and smiled, the burning stick's face was a little ugly, if he could stop it, he wouldn't let Feng Qingge jump off the Sunset Cliff!

The movement in her ears came out, and Feng Qingge, who was in the same mind with Xiao Pangdun, immediately felt that something was wrong. She didn't have time to tease Luo Xing in front of her. The white figure was like a fallen leaf, and she decisively jumped under the sunset cliff. That immeasurable abyss, revealing the slightest chill, pressed on his chest like a mountain, unable to breathe.

According to Little Fatty's breath, Feng Qingge accurately landed on a large stone, and pressed the ring in his hand, the night pearl illuminated the dark abyss, but he could only see the position five meters ahead at most. The hazy fog covered her vision, subconsciously holding the Xuanji knife on her waist, Feng Qingge stood up.

"Little Fatty?" There was a dead silence like stagnant water, there was no sound, and she couldn't even hear her own echo, as if she had never spoken.

Relying on the feeling in her heart, Feng Qingge walked forward. She knew that this was a big rock under the cliff, but she didn't know whether it was an abyss or not. She took a decisive step, but found that the rock was so big. She walked out. After dozens of steps, he didn't see his head.

The only ray of light in the dark night was a bit dazzling in this fog. Stepping on the stone, Feng Qingge walked forward cautiously.

"Kacha!" The voice under his feet trembled, and Feng Qingge's secret path was not good. Could it be that he stepped in the crack of the stone? Just before she could continue to think about it, the whizzing sound in her ear suddenly remembered, with a refreshing taste.

"Touch!" The Xuanji Saber in his hand was unsheathed, Feng Qingge quickly stood up from the poisoned arrow that flew, and the steps under his feet flashed, and the Xuanji Saber covered with the power of thunder and lightning flashed a strange light. In the darkness, a ray of light flickered.