C193

Magic land

West courtyard

the witch doctor sighed, put down Jiang Yunshu's hand, and finally stood up.

"How's it going?"

Feng Ling Jue frowned and asked harshly.

"I'll tell you back, young master Jiang was in a coma because he was attacked by Qi and blood, which led to the counter current of blood."

After a pause, the witch doctor continued, "my subordinates have given the needle to Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang's life is no longer in danger."

"And when will he wake up?"

"This I don't know how long I'll wake up. I really can't guarantee it. "

The witch doctor looks embarrassed.

Smelling speech, Feng Ling Jue reached out and stroked his forehead, and then looked at the pale Jiang Yunshu on the bed. He sighed helplessly and waved his hand, "well, you should step back first."

"Yes."

The witch doctor retreated.

"What is to be done?"

Feng Ling despairing Jiang Yunshu, worried way, brow into a knot, how solution also can't open.

……

Now the demon clan is in a mess. It's like reappearing the demon kingdom of that year. The spy's letter is almost filling Feng lingjue's head.

"The demon clan is none of my business!"

Will that letter mercilessly throw to the ground, Feng Ling absolutely can't help but direct explosion rude, but now this time fall green lamp is injured again, no one for him to share.

Feng Ling Jue tried to calm himself down. She reached out and rubbed her eyebrows. Her temple suddenly jumped violently. Her head seemed to be crushed by something. He couldn't breathe.

"Damn it

Feng Ling absolutely lowered a voice to curse a.

His voice became a little hoarse. He looked up slightly and looked at the sunshine that spilled into the hall. His head was blank and miserable.

He thought he could support everything, but in the end he couldn't do anything well.

Make his mood fidgety things one by one hit, Fengling never have so much energy to digest, so that became now this appearance.

At night, Fengling lost sleep.

Lying on the bed, he couldn't sleep in any case. He just widened his eyes and kept looking at the empty roof, turning over and over, rolling the opposite side. But, he had to get up from the bed, light a light, take a book with him, open the chair and sit down.

The orange candle light sprinkled on the page, reflecting the ink words, like the candle light overflowing the window that night. Fengling Jue held her chin and sighed deeply.

Ghosts and gods, fenglingjue or went to Ailao Mountain.

"I Is there something wrong with the brain? "

When he was standing in front of Ailao Mountain, Fengling had a feeling of doubting life. How could he be a demon king in the devil's land now?

That's what I said, but fenglingjue still fell in Ailao Mountain.

"Being a thief is not so sneaky."

Feng Ling Jue carefully concealed the breath, step on the snow, no sound, and then went to the room.

The snow is quite big, the body is frozen some numbness, Feng Ling absolutely taut the clothes on the body, the teeth are shivering.

I really admire Shen Qingchen for living in such an ice and snow place for such a long time.

However, Feng Ling Jue turned to think that Shen Qingchen was such a cold and quiet person. Maybe, in an accident, he liked it very much?

It's very quiet here, and there's no second Feng Ling Jue bothering him, disturbing his reading, and frowning at his angry face

Thinking of this, fenglingjue suddenly stops. When he reacts, he is already standing in front of the hut. Tonight, the window is half closed, the candle light is slightly flickering, and he is about to die out. Before the case, Shen Qingchen is sitting in white.

Feng Ling's eyes suddenly turned red.

Even the snow drifted into his collar again.

Shen Qingchen put down the book, and then stood up. Fenglingjue was surprised. He quickly hid to one side. For a moment, he heard the sound of opening the door. Fenglingjue's heart beat very fast.

Was he found?

Feng Ling Jue's heart is very tangled. She wants to touch Shen Qingchen, but she doesn't want to be found. Her mind is blank and can't think of anything.

It was at this time that fenglingjue heard the sound of the long sword breaking the air.

Fenglingjue looked at it in a hurry, and saw that in the flying snow, the slender and provocative posture of the sword fell into fenglingjue's eyes. The sword was like frost and snow, dancing in the air, shining brightly. Shen Qingchen's face had no extra expression. His deep eyes were as calm as water, but could not lift any waves. Snowflakes slowly fell to his shoulder, and he had a long sword When Shen Qingchen turns the sword around his body, the flying snow rises, his clothes are dancing, and large pieces of it are rolling in the air. Finally, Shen Qingchen loses his sword behind him and slowly descends from the air. The immortal looks like a banished immortal.That sharp and good-looking eyebrows slowly into the eyes of Feng Ling Jue, Feng Ling Jue suddenly smile.

"Shen Qingchen, Shen Qingchen, I have been planted in your hands in this life..."

……

After Shen Qingchen fell asleep, Feng lingjue left Ailao Mountain.

When returning to the devil's land, Fengling Jue meets the person who comes out to look for hualiuyue Baihua palace. Fengling Jue knows that hualiuyue has not been back to Baihua palace for a long time.

Finally, Fengling absolutely found hualiuyue in a box of the brothel.

When fenglingjue kicks the door open, hualiuyue is the beauty in her arms and the wine in her hand, so she is not at ease.

By Feng Ling Jue, those beautiful girls are scared to break up and run away one after another. Suddenly, the whole noisy room full of Ying's voice and laughter becomes empty. Only Hua Liuyue, who has no change, is slowly pouring wine for herself.

"Look at you. You scared the people who poured me wine away."

Put down the wine pot, flower flow month did not look up, light way.