Chapter 311

"What did you do to me?" Her feet softened, and Feng Qingge almost fell to the ground. The power of thunder and lightning quickly filled her body, but before she could attack, she was controlled by Ying Lingfei, completely blocking the acupoints in her body. Whether it is the power of lightning or the power of lightning that she is good at, it needs to be output through the circulation of the muscles and veins. Now that the big acupoint is blocked, although the power of lightning and lightning has not leaked out, all of them have returned to Dantian in a sluggish state. She is now just like an ordinary person. weak.

The fear that came from the bottom of my heart was still alive, especially in that sentence, even if it was a corpse, Feng Qingge subconsciously took a few steps back. This feeling of powerlessness is exactly the same as before.

"In case you escape, I have sealed the star power in your body and the big acupoints in your body. Give it up. Forcibly break through the acupoints and your own muscles will burst under this pressure. We will go to the capital tomorrow. After arriving in the capital, I will make You untie it." Ying Lingfei directly carried the upper hand and sang lightly, and the agile figure quickly drove towards the front.

Feng Qingge, who couldn't use her strength at all, couldn't resist at all. She tried to break through the big acupuncture point, but she felt a needle-like feeling, which made her twitch. The capital, the capital... That place, is she going to go back again? After turning around, she will go back to that place again...

She and Ying Lingfei's strength is clearly not much different, why under such circumstances, one move was captured by him, Ying Lingfei, have you been hiding your strength?

I just felt that the brain was getting more and more drowsy, Feng Qingge didn't have the extra strength to hold on, and the eyelids became heavier and heavier. After all, he couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell asleep.

When she woke up again, the sound of horse hooves was constantly heard in her ears, and even the place to sleep was very unsafe. She was bullied again and again. She didn't know what to hit her head, and the pain caused her to almost lose her breath. Subconsciously, she reached out and touched the bed, but it touched the air with one hand. She couldn't help but tighten her whole body. Recalling that Ying Lingfei forced her back, those black eyes suddenly opened, and Ling Lie's eyes shot out.

"Awake?" Mu Cangyun, who was sitting in a wheelchair, had the scroll with both hands bare, and didn't even glance at her, but kept looking at the things on the scroll back and forth, as if thinking.

Feng Qingge looked at them, and they were already on the carriage, heading towards the capital. The space of the carriage was not large, she fell asleep rolled up in a ball, and there was a large bruise on her head, which she thought was knocked on the wood of the carriage. There were only two of them in the whole carriage, and the others were all assigned to other carriages. I don't know how many there were.

Seeing that Feng Qingge did not speak, Mu Cangyun put down the scroll, tilted his head to look at Feng Qingge who was still wandering, and said indifferently, "We have to arrive at the palace before fifteen, and it will take a while for us to travel overnight these days. already."

Touching her neck, there was still some pain there, but there was a smell of ointment, her throat was still hoarse, she couldn't speak, she only felt the pain of opening her mouth like a knife. The whole person's mouth was full of blood, and with the bumps on the carriage, she only felt that her lungs were about to come out.

She couldn't help but open her mouth, and a stream of air that had been hoarding in her heart for a long time burst out instantly and sprayed out along her mouth.

"You..." Mu Cangyun trembled even more, how did he know that Feng Qingge would vomit blood.

Quickly moving the wheelchair, he was about to lean towards Feng Qingge.

Just such an action made Feng Qingge vigilant. The moment Mu Cangyun approached, she quickly dodged to the side, and subconsciously grasped the pillow beside her.

"I just want to see your situation, you don't have to." Mu Cangyun couldn't help frowning.

Shaking his head, Feng Qingge pointed to his throat, lowered his head, and made a writing motion.

"Can't you speak?" Mu Cangyun only felt his eyes sting at the scar on Shangfeng Qingge's neck. He took the pen and paper from the side and frowned, "What do you want to say, you can write it on the paper. You are not a doctor. Do you have a sore throat, is there no medicine to treat it?"

Feng Qingge glared at Mu Cangyun, picked up the brush and wrote on the paper. Her handwriting was not good-looking, and it was on this bumpy carriage, how could she write well. The paper was full of crooked, tadpole-like handwriting, not to mention Mu Cangyun, even Feng Qingge himself might not be able to recognize it.

With a big face, Feng Qingge hesitated for a while, then with her right hand, the ghost knife appeared in her hand, and a little on her right hand, carved it against the wood beside her. Her speed is very fast, even if she has no star power, she can also engrave on the wood, which is the unique skill in the Eighteen Swords of Huangji.

I want to change back to the way I used to be. A few simple words are beautiful and lovely, but Mu Cangyun doesn't know why Feng Qingge's carvings can be so beautiful, but if they were written with a brush, they would be so ugly. He frowned slightly and asked indifferently, "Change back to the way you were before? Why, you look so much better now than you were before. If you change back, do you still want to be ridiculed?"

"Aren't you the same?" Feng Qingge's wrists fluttered, and after engraving these large characters on the wood, her right hand paused and quickly began to carve. "I was framed to gain weight. In order not to attract attention, I should go back as I was."

The toxin in the body, even the fire stick can't be solved, Feng Qingge really doesn't know, who the owner of this body has provoked, and would actually play such a poisonous hand. According to what he said, toxins have accumulated since childhood, and maybe when she was in her mother's womb, she was already missed by others.

Mu Cangyun glanced at Feng Qingge, in the capital, why is he not? There are too many people who want to frame him, and if he goes back this time, there may be no bones left. Slightly pinching his fingers, Mu Cangyun said indifferently: "Yes, you can do whatever you want. It's just... I'm too extreme. You didn't take those things, why are you fighting against me? You know I believe you, but you Why don't you believe in yourself?"

Believe me?

There was a cold smile on Feng Qingge's mouth. If you believed her, why should you ask her? Since you asked her, where did you believe her? I believe, how could it happen again and again, almost killing her! Mu Cangyun, is it okay to be pushed all the way to me, that will only make me even more disappointed in you!

With the movement of the ghost knife in his hand, he quickly cleaned up all the handwriting engraved on the wood. Feng Qingge hugged his knees, curled up on the soft slump, closed his eyes and rested.

Mu Cangyun opened his mouth, but did not say a word. She turned around and continued to open the scroll, staring at the pattern on it in a daze. If Feng Qingge noticed the scroll in Mu Cangyun's hand, she would definitely be shocked. What was painted on it was actually the Qiankun ring left to her by her mother. , and next to it is the jade she wears everywhere.