In the side hall, Feng Chen and the realm lord chatted while drinking.
Soon after Chu Xu left, the realm lord looked at Feng Chen with a slightly apologetic look at the wine glass and said, "Feng Xiaoyou, don't be surprised about today's matter."
"I didn't take it to heart," Feng Chen said lightly.
He added in his heart that they were all going to be tormented.
The Savage Realm Lord breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his words, he was afraid that Feng Chen would be disgusted with today's affairs, and there would be a gap in cooperation with Chu Xu at that time.
However, the Savage Realm Lord didn't expect that the matter between Chu Xu and Hongluan was calculated by Feng Chen, but it was natural to think that Chu Xu made such a move in order to get the support of the Hong family.
"Recently, I also want to retreat for a few days, so I don't need to be accompanied by the three princes for the time being."
Feng Chen looked up and said.
The Savage Realm Lord sighed in his heart, it seemed that Feng Chen's senses for Chu Xu had deteriorated, but he didn't want to force it.
"Okay, Feng Xiaoyou is in retreat, after you and Yu Yatou get out, we are slowly discussing how to deal with the Yin Soul Hall branch."
Feng Chen nodded: "Okay" Judging from today's events, the Savage Realm Lord has nothing to do with the affairs of the Hong family and their Chu Xu, let alone the inside story, but Feng Chen still doesn't plan to tell Yu Qingqian about the ghost face evil art for the time being.
He needs to gather more evidence.
The two drank and chatted for a while, and Feng Chen left the side hall.
Chu Xu was more thoughtful, even if he suspected that tonight's incident was designed by Feng Chen, he also let Chu Ruo stay and send people back.
Back in the dormitory, Feng Chen walked to the bedside after washing, quietly looked at Yu Qingqian, who was still unconscious, held her hand tightly and kissed and kissed.
"Qianqian, I'm today" Feng Chen said what happened tonight, put Yu Qingqian's hand to his lips, and kissed it again.
Feeling that Yu Qingqian's body was much colder, and his face became more and more pale, Feng Chen endured the sourness in his heart and the pain that was holding the pain, hugged the person tightly in his arms, and kept calling "shallow" The temperature was transmitted from Feng Chen's body to Yu Qingqian's body little by little.
Yu Qingqian's consciousness was no longer clear, and he was deeply immersed in the dense screaming monsters, and the barrier established by the spiritual power ability was constantly impacted by the ghost face, and it was much weaker.
In the sea of knowledge, Yu Qingqian's soul also dimmed a lot.
Yu Qingqian seemed to be immersed in darkness, imprisoned impenetrable, and his consciousness sank little by little, as if he was about to disappear at any time.
Suddenly, a magnetic male voice with sadness and determination seeped into the darkness, as if the Sanskrit sound had pulled her sinking consciousness back.
The sea of consciousness, which was already blank, was awakened by this familiar voice, and the scenes from birth began to form a reflection and replay in my mind.
Yu Jing, Feng Chen, Sheng Mo Ran, Feng Li and other figures continue to form a distinct picture scroll in the sea of Yu Qing's shallow knowledge.
Suddenly, Yu Qingqian's soul, which had been much darker, regained a trace of brilliance, and the spiritual power that had been weakened by the impact quickly recondensed, becoming thicker and stronger, directly pressing the ghost face that was originally in the limelight and screaming.
"Shallow, shallow" With that call with a deep sense of love and distress, Yu Qingqian subconsciously wanted to grasp something, and the already stagnant wood-based ability gradually spread all over the body, re-taking root and sprouting ready to break through the ground at any time. oshow7 t1706231537: