"Master Mingye, you?"
Yun Yaoling raised his head and looked at Feng Mingye, what do you mean?
It would be bad if people misunderstood.
Yun Yaoling's words were interrupted by Feng Mingye, and a sneer appeared on his expressionless handsome face, which made Yun Yaoling feel a little chilly.
Why is this smile different from what I imagined?
It's said to be gentle and heart-warming.
It's a lie.
What a terrible sneer.
"Lan Jingzhi, if you want to save her, use the spiritual grass in your hand to exchange for it."
Feng Mingye's bottomless eyes looked coldly at the worried Lan Jingzhi opposite.
When Lan Jingzhi heard this, a trace of hesitation flashed on his face, and it disappeared in an instant.
"Feng Mingye, Miss Yun is not a commodity."
However, this hesitation was already seen by Feng Mingye, and he smiled and said, "Since you don't want to, I have to kill you and then rob you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qi took action quickly and decisively.
He raised his sword and charged towards Lan Jingzhi.
Lan Jingzhi was no match for Feng Qi.
He was already covered with injuries.
When Yun Yaoling saw this, his heart tightened.
Lan Jingzhi looked at Feng Qi's opponent and said nothing.
If this continues, he will definitely be killed by Feng Qi.
Suddenly he broke away from Feng Mingye's hand and said to Feng Mingye, "Master Mingye, let Lan Jingzhi go, and I can save you."
"What did you say?"
Feng Mingye's eyes turned cold when he heard Yun Yangling's words, with a hint of coldness in his tone.
Yun Yaoling met Feng Mingye's eyes and took a step back slightly, a little afraid of Feng Mingye like this.
"I can really save you.
I don't need any spiritual herbs.
Even spiritual herbs are of no use to you.
I am the only one in this world who can save you."
When Feng Mingye heard Yun Yaoling's words, there was an undetectable dark glow in his deep pupils.
"Lan Jingzhi is unwilling to hand over the spiritual grass in exchange for your safety, but you still want to save him.
You have a close relationship with him, and why should I trust you?"
As soon as Yun Yaoling heard this, she knew that Feng Mingye had misunderstood, and it didn't matter.
She just thinks that Lan Jingzhi is not a bad person, so it has nothing to do with him, and if Lan Jingzhi doesn't take out the spiritual grass, it doesn't matter.
At that time, he had saved her once in exchange for spiritual grass and fire clay.
"No, no, no, don't get me wrong.
I have nothing to do with him.
He saved me, I saved him, and he saved me again."
Yun Yaoling spoke out her thoughts, somewhat incoherently.
Seeing Yun Yaoling's anxious explanation, a strange look flashed across Feng Mingye's handsome face, "So, I have saved you twice."
"I know, I know, so I will save you.
Really, I know what your constitution is that causes you to become a waste body now."
Yun Yaoling looked at Feng Mingye's face and found that he was expressionless, but at least not as cold as before, so he explained.
"That's it, I will trust you once."
Feng Mingye looked at Yun Yaoling's clear and beautiful eyes and said.
Yun Yaoling breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing that Lan Jingzhi was already half alive, she looked at Feng Mingye carefully and asked, "Can we let Lan Jingzhi leave?"
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Feng Mingye felt a flash of displeasure in his heart when he saw Yun Yaoling being so persistent in saving Lan Jingzhi, but he still followed the instructions and said, "Feng Qi, let Lan Jingzhi leave."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qi immediately stopped his hand and returned to Feng Mingye.
"Feng Mingye, I give you this fire heart grass, let Miss Yun go."
Warriors are born with strong ears and eyes.
Just now, Yun Raoling's words have fallen into Lan Jing's ears.
A trace of complexity flashed in his heart.
Miss Yun is To save myself, I don’t know what I can achieve with Feng Mingye, but Feng Mingye is the highest-level alchemist in their Lan family who will definitely not survive until twenty.
How can Miss Yun, a little girl, save him.
He didn't believe it, it must have been Miss Yun's delay in order to save him.
Feng Mingye said nothing, but looked at Yun Rattle coldly.
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