In the middle of the night, Fusu woke up.
Yun Qiong's tired sleeping look was enough to make Fusu feel distressed.
When he saw the bleeding wound on Yun Qiong's hand, he instantly felt pain as if his heart was being torn apart.
Fusu carefully carried Yun Qiong onto the bed, covered her with a quilt, and tiptoed out of the door.
Fusu went to Wang Bi to ask about Yun Qiong's injury.
When Wang Ben saw Fusu, he was dumbfounded and couldn't believe that Yun Qiong had found the elixir so quickly.
Just when Wang Bi was about to tell Fusu about going into seclusion to recuperate and recuperate, Fusu asked first, "What happened to the knife wound on Mrs.
Yun's palm?"
Wang Ben had no idea what Fusu was talking about.
When Yun Qiong returned to Xihua Palace, her hands were not injured at all.
Later, she had been staying in His Royal Highness Fusu's palace and had never left the house.
How could she have a knife wound?
It was impossible to be attacked by someone.
He had been guarding the door.
Even if a fly flew by, he would notice it.
Moreover, with Yun Qiong's martial arts, the person who could hurt her would definitely be a top master.
In a fight between masters, how could he do it?
Feel the aura and atmosphere are different.
"Wang Ben doesn't know how Mrs.
Yun was injured.
Wang Ben only knows that Mrs.
Yun had no injuries on her hands before entering the palace."
"Maybe it was Fusu who injured her again."
Wang Ben suddenly remembered that after Yun Qiong detoxified the soldiers in the military camp, he also had an inexplicable wound on his hand.
Wang Ben is well-informed and has heard that many witchcraft or elixirs rely on blood as an inducer.
"His Highness has been unconscious, how could he hurt Mrs.
Yun?
It must be that Mrs.
Yun used blood as a primer to make His Highness wake up earlier, and made some kind of poison or elixir."
"Why would she pay so much for someone she doesn't like?"
"Wang Ben doesn't know if Mrs.
Yun likes His Highness Fusu, but Mrs.
Yun does care about His Highness.
After Xing Ke injured His Highness, Mrs.
Yun was so angry that Xing Ke almost died.
In the hours when His Highness Wang was unconscious, she was even more angry.
He has been standing by and carefully taking care of His Highness."
"If one day she remembers Meng Tian, will she still care about me so much?"
Although Wang Ben didn't know much about Meng Tian and Yun Qiong, he could make a good guess based on Meng Tian's expression when he returned to the military camp.
"Wang Ben dares to offend.
Your Highness always worries too much when doing anything.
Love is selfish, and you have to fight for it.
Wang Ben feels that if you don't fight for it, you don't like her enough.
Since you like her, why don't you try your best to fight for her?
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If she really remembers it in the future, she will at most compete with General Meng Tian.
Wang Ben felt that General Meng Tian, who had no intention of fighting for him, had long since lost his qualifications.
Even if Mrs.
Yun knew that he did what he did for her own good, the woman seemed to feel sorry for this so-called forbearing and letting go of love, but in fact she only felt disgusted.
They liked it more.
The kind of selfish love that’s been fought so hard for.”
Fusu shook his head and said with a smile: "It is true that the authorities are blind to the beholder.
I will treat Mrs.
Yun well, and you must not forget to be a good husband and a good father.
Forget it, since it is said to the outside world that His Highness is going to retreat, then His Highness I won’t leave Xihua Palace for the next few days.”
Yunqiong had a nightmare and was awakened.
When I woke up and saw that Fusu was not there, I felt very frightened.
The nightmare just now was about Fusu being killed with a single blow from the Wuhuan Sword.
Yun Qionghuan looked inside the room and saw that Wu Huan Sword was still there and Tong Xin Gu was not making any movement, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
The night Fusu was drunk, Yun Qiong secretly planted a concentric poison called Lingxi for him.
If he was in any danger, she would know immediately.
In her memory, this was her second nightmare.
The first time was before her aunt went to fight Chi Xuan.
At that time, she kept dreaming that her aunt ignored her and didn't want her.
Just now, he only saw that the sword stabbing Fusu was the Wuhuan Sword, but he did not see that the person holding the sword was probably not him, because the hand of the person holding the sword looked like a man's hand, and there was a cinnabar in the tiger's mouth of his palm.
She knew her dream was accurate, but there was nothing she could do.
She couldn't see a man without opening his palm and looking at it.
It can only make Fusu himself stronger.
Fusu was injured by such a powerful resentful spirit, but he recovered so quickly.
Either he underestimated the Suling Fruit and his own blood, or he underestimated the hostility.
Yun Qiong is unpredictable.
Now that he is well, he should teach him swordsmanship as soon as possible.
Just thinking about how fearless and calm he was when he blocked the blow despite himself, she couldn't help but feel admiration in her heart.
Thinking back to the uneasiness she felt when Fusu fell at her feet, she was even more sure that she cared about him.
Too many things happened in the past few days.
Yunqiong's mind was in chaos.
She didn't know what to do next.
Yun Qiong calmed down, closed her eyes, and ran through the events of the past few days in her mind.
After sorting them out a little, she felt much more relaxed.
Yun Qiong got up, stretched out, picked up the Wuhuan Sword, and ran straight out of the house, but was unexpectedly hit by Fusu.
The collision was not light.
Yun Qiong touched her forehead and looked up at Fusu.
Seeing that he was in good spirits, she felt more relieved.
"Tall people should have wider eyesight.
Fusu, you must not have looked at the road well.
It didn't take long for the bump on Yun Qiong's forehead to disappear, and then another one popped up on her forehead.
Look, you blocked Xing Ke's for me.
One blow, I won’t argue with you anymore, I’m going out.”
“It’s early morning, it’s still dark, if you don’t take a good rest and recuperate, where are you going?”
"Of course I can't steal a sword for you in the morning."
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"Yunqiong, you don't have to steal it.
Just tell Fusu where the sword is and Fusu will send someone to get it."
"Although you are the prince of Great Qin, you are not allowed to go anywhere.
I want to go to Tianshu Cliff.
It is rumored that a divine sword that Mr.
Gui Gu once used is hidden in a cave in the middle of the cliff."
"Yun Qiong, do you know where Tianshu Cliff is?
In order to get the book Guiguzi left by Mr.
Guigu and the elixir that Mr.
Guigu is rumored to have planted, my father sent many people to look for Tianshu Cliff, but unfortunately they have not been found until now."
"Of course he can't find it.
Mr.
Gui Gu hates ordinary people disturbing his purity the most, so a barrier has been set up outside Tianshu Cliff.
Yun Qiong's master is an old friend of him.
He went to Tianshu Cliff once when he was young and knows the secret words leading to Tianshu Cliff. .
I don’t know if the old man still recognizes me, so he just begs for the sword, and if he doesn’t recognize it, he looks for opportunities to steal it.”
"Yunqiong, you better not go.
It would be bad if he doesn't know you and hurts you.
It's just a sword, we can find something else."
"His old man is lethargic.
Once he falls asleep, he won't be able to wake up even if the sky is struck by thunder.
So, get out of the way quickly.
It will be difficult when he wakes up."
Fusu couldn't refute, he just hated that he couldn't do anything.
Fusu took Yun Qiong's hand, carefully sprinkled medicine on her hand, and said while bandaging, "At least take care of the wound before going."
Yun Qiong nodded silently, she did not dare to look up at him.
She could feel the look in his eyes now, and she was afraid of seeing Fusu's look.
She will be reluctant to let go.
After the wound was bandaged, Yun Qiong ran away jealously.
After leaving the human world, there is no such person as Yun Qiong, only Feng Zhirong of the Nuwa tribe.
After walking southwest for half an hour, Feng Zhirong stopped, took out a blue bead, and recited a few spells to the moonlight.
In an instant, she appeared in Tianmen Mountain where Xuan Weizi practiced.
The water embraced the green mountains and the mountains embraced flowers.
The scenery was pleasant, the trees were lush, and the fragrance of the flowers was refreshing.
Feng Zhirong took a deep breath, the fairy mountain was the fairy mountain, full of pure spiritual energy.
Xuan Weizi is the one who is respectfully called Mr.
Guigu in the mortal world.
He is the youngest disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun and the nephew of Lingbao Tianzun.
His old man's status in the fairy world is much higher than that of Mu Liyuan.
Although Mu Liyuan is deeply loved by the three deities, especially Lingbao Tianzun, he is not the disciple of the three deities.
Although he is the head of Kongsang and has made many great achievements, the world of immortality is the most important thing about relationships.
Without relationships, it is difficult to gain status.
For non-relationships like Mu Liyuan, it is already good for him to become an immortal.
The highest mountain among the mountains is Tianshu Cliff.
Looking up, there are several caves on the cliff.
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Although Feng Zhirong's guess was correct, Taoist priest Xuan Weizi was sleeping soundly at this time, but she couldn't use magic to get into the cliff cave dozens of feet high.
When she was learning swordsmanship from Senior Brother Zi Che, Zi Che had taught her the inner skills of sword control, but at that time she felt that sword control was not as fast as flying in the clouds and fog, and she had to borrow a spiritual sword or other weapon, which was not suitable for her.
The master didn't give her any magic weapon, so she didn't practice it because it was too troublesome.
Feng Zhirong looked at the moon-white Wuhuan Sword in her hand and decided to try flying with the sword.
She had never met the original owner of this sword, Jiang Li, and did not remember the Meng Tian who gave the sword to her.
In any case, This sword suits me very well.
Feng Zhirong tried hard to recall the art of sword-controlling.
She could remember clearly what Senior Brother Ziqing had said, but she forgot what Senior Brother Ziche taught her.
Fortunately, she actually remembered how to control swordsmanship.
Mental method.
The moment he recited his thoughts, the Wuhuan Sword jumped out of Feng Zhirong's hand as expected and stopped in mid-air in front of Feng Zhirong at about knee height.
Feng Zhirong couldn't help but jumped up on her toes, and Wuhuan Sword flew up quickly.
After all, she was the number one swordsman.
Yun Qiong was very excited.
When she got excited, Wuhuan Sword began to become unstable. , swaying.
These things were okay, Feng Zhirong was not afraid of being swayed, she felt that as long as she didn't fall, it didn't matter how she swayed.
After all, there is a lake below.
If I don't know how to swim, I will definitely drown if I fall.
Seeing that the sky was getting brighter and brighter, Yun Qiong became a little anxious.
But the closer she got to the cave entrance, the more anxious Yun Qiong became.
She looked at the three or four cave entrances, not knowing where the sword was hidden, so she could only go in one by one to look.
Feng Zhirong had just stepped out and was about to enter the nearest cave.
Unexpectedly, dense bats flew out of the cave, passing by Feng Zhirong, and several of them hit Yun Qiong.
Feng Zhirong's body tilted greatly, her foot slipped, and she fell from the Wuhuan Sword.
Feng Zhirong closed her eyes, not daring to see how she fell.
She thought about Mu Liyuan, Ao Ziqing, and Su Ziche, but she knew it was useless.
So what if the gods were in danger, they couldn't feel their own danger, and they couldn't easily rush here from somewhere else to save her immediately
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