Chapter 671

The bloody wound has not been treated in any way. Although the bones of the whole body have been pulled out, the ruptured wound is still there. There is almost no good place on his body, his face is also scratched, and he is standing in the prison car with hair disheveled. . Excessive blood loss made his face look pale and his lips were blue and purple. Only those eyes were still so bright, looking at the crowd in front of him, secretly searching for those familiar breaths.

I never thought that one day, Zheng Zixu would become like this. Lowering the hat on his head, Feng Qingge stood in the crowd, looking at the carriage slowly approaching in front of him, his right hand had already held the Xuanji knife at his waist. It was her fault, otherwise how could Zheng Zixu be captured! She didn't want to have one more person in that dark prison.

"You promised me, Sister Tang Yuan." The gentle voice seemed to be in my ear, faint, just like yesterday.

The black pupils shrank, Feng Qingge couldn't help but raised his head to look at the people in the prison car, that smile that was not a smile was still on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were half-closed, and he didn't speak, the voice automatically entered his ears, " Go back immediately, don't be found by them."

"Let's go." The little figure looked at the people on the prison van, but took Feng Qingge's hand coldly, and took advantage of the situation to press the Xuanji knife she drew back, "I can't die."

Even if anyone dies, it will not be the turn of this tough boy.

"Hey, let's go, this kid is self-sufficient. If he wants to enjoy life in prison, don't take him out so quickly. Anyway, he is strong and strong, and he won't die after a few strokes." He glanced at the people on the prison van. , Burning Fire Stick yawned boringly, and said helplessly: "However, he can really figure it out if you leave this mess to me. If you follow the style of Uncle Ben, no matter what Yun Guo or Feng family he is, he can't just start a fight. That's it. I'm making some plans, in the end, it's still the choice of the weak. I'm not interested in these things, you can call me after you've dealt with it, this uncle has gone for a walk. "

"I'm sneaking your uncle, uncle, you're not a chubby dun, what's your zeal, I..." Is there such a thing? Feng Qingge was completely speechless. It was when this uncle helped, but he was the first to smear oil on his feet and escape.

Not only that, Ruo Shui also took the hand of the fire stick uncle and acquiesced. In other words, she won't be involved in these things either, and Feng Qingge will handle everything by herself.

I'm going, don't bring this!

Almost a mouthful of old blood spurted out, Feng Qingge asked with a bitter face: "Do you need this? Is it a brother, is it a sister? Ruoshui, the pineapple cake you like, how about I add ten more a day?"

His eyes lit up, but Ruo Shui still held the hand of the fire stick uncle, and after a violent struggle, he shook his head.

"Okay, don't bully a little girl, you fat man, don't you understand?" Helplessly spread out his hand, the fire stick stretched out his hand to hold Feng Qingge's shoulder, and bent down slightly to approach Feng Qingge, faintly He said: "Ruoshui and I are neither in the realm of Heaven, and cannot interfere in your affairs. If we force a shot, it will only make it difficult for you to move an inch. It is better for Helanbo to follow the wind and help us than to interfere directly. This is you and must be saved. After taking this step, you are qualified to experience the next thing."

"...In the end, I just don't want to intervene, why are you talking about it for so long?" The corner of his mouth twitched, and Feng Qingge didn't bother to listen to the uncle in front of him. Really can't help much, at most is to pull her when in danger. And if Shui's mind is not open, he himself is not interested in these chores, and it is already very good if there is no trouble.

These two great gods are unwilling to take action, so she can only let them walk around.

"That's Ruoshui, take the uncle for a walk, don't get lost." Feng Qingge whispered, seeing that the people around didn't notice them, she just passed through the crowd.

Uncle Burning Fire Stick was even more relieved, nodded and smiled: "I'm finally enlightened... I'll go, you fat man, say it again! What is Ruo Shui leading me for a walk, I, I, I, I really treat this uncle as a little fat boy, Don't let me grab you, or I'll rip you off!"

"Pineapple cake." Ruo Shui rubbed his hungry stomach with a small mouth, and subconsciously stuck out his tongue to lick his lips, one a day, and now it's gone.

but……

He slowly raised his head and looked at the prison van that was walking away, Ruo Shui asked expressionlessly, "Is this okay?"

"Whether it's good or bad, it can't be changed. Goddess, you have the same ability to predict the future as me, but you are better than me and know what I will do in the future. I can't see what you have to do. What, this is just a small step for her, and she can't even take this step, how to face the future Chaoyang Sect?" The smile on the corner of his mouth slowly fell, and the fire stick was tucked into his clothes, with a cold expression. Looking ahead, he said coldly, "None of us can change these damn fates. Since ten thousand years ago, I have been fighting against fate."

"Me too, I can't see it." The black pupils were so deadly, without the slightest bit of agility, the standing person closed his eyes indifferently, what she saw was exactly the same as a fire stick, no one knew what happened next what is the way. However, the road ahead is very long. The person who likes to make her laugh, really, can she survive?

Quickly returning to the inn, Feng Qingge saw a few people in the room, who were in a circle, holding something in their hands, she couldn't help raising her brows and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing? What are you doing so mysterious. Let you all go to see the little ruffian, and you are hiding here?"

"Oh, what's so beautiful about him, and he's not a beauty. As the saying goes, good people don't live long, and bad people live for thousands of years. Isn't it because he went to jail and was beaten a few times? Being cheap will definitely harm a thousand years, no matter what he does." He stretched out his hand and pulled Feng Qingge over, He Lanbo smiled, and lightly lit up the bamboo stick in his hand, a red dot on it, followed Feng Nian's hand. Exactly the same, the others are ordinary bamboo sticks, it is obvious that these two people have hit something.

Bu Jinyu took back the bamboo stick and said lightly, "After drawing lots, Helan and Feng Ni will accompany you to enter the palace."

"..." The corners of her mouth twitched fiercely, and Feng Qingge subconsciously looked towards Pu Zheng and Luo Xing's two boys. These two little things quickly put their hands behind their backs, with an expression like I'm not cheating, whistling and staring outside, just not looking at Feng Qingge.