Chapter 322

Yan Qing is dead——

Lingli exploded. After her body exploded, there was a layer of fire on her body, burning her body thoroughly.

Feng Chuge didn't even look at it. "Let's go -"

Her face was painfully cold.

It seems that Feng Chuge's expression hasn't changed since the purple orchid incident.

Green bamboo and Bi Luo are looking at her like this, and their hearts are pulling at her.

After living together for six years, they have already understood Feng Chu songs thoroughly.

The more she did this, the worse she felt.

"Miss, the purple orchid incident was just an accident. We, Bi Luo, will always be with you." Green bamboo clenched his fist and looked firm.

Bi Luo nodded at the sound.

Listening to this, Feng Chuge did not change her look. She just narrowed her eyes and looked ahead. "Well, let's go."

The meat ball jumped from the ground into the arms of Feng Chuge. "Master, the meat ball will always be with you."

She raised a slight arc at the corner of her lip, reached out and stroked the fur of the meat ball. After a long time, she sighed

The group of people continued to move forward. After a while, there was a sound of carriage behind them. Soon, there was a sound. "Young master... Those people I saw yesterday..."

Hearing the sound, Feng Chuge's footsteps stagnated slightly.

Want to come... They've been here long enough to let this team catch up.

Ling's voice just disappeared. From the carriage behind, LAN Junqing jumped out of the carriage.

She stared at Feng Chuge in surprise. "Sister Feng, it's really you! Oh, we really have a good fate!"

LAN Junqing ran up to her as she spoke, stretched out her hand and held Feng Chuge's hand.

Suddenly, she frowned, "Sister Feng, why are your hands so cold?"

LAN Junqing's eyes narrowed into a line with a smile. On that beautiful face, there are countless warm feelings at the moment.

But... Even so, Feng Chuge avoided her without any trace.

"Miss LAN."

"Sister Feng, don't call me miss LAN. I'm so strange. Just call me Jun Qing!" LAN Junqing's voice was a bit sharp, but it didn't hurt.

Feng Chu song lips light hook, noncommittal.

But... This title

Sister Feng? Miss Luo Yu feng?

Do you want this??

Before waiting for Feng Chu song to say anything, LAN Junqing's voice rang out again, "Sister Feng, will you come with us this time? I think you look frighteningly white. Are you sick?" Lanjunqing has found that Feng Chuge's face is not good since just now.

In this short period of time, Feng Chuge had fought two battles in a row. The loss of her spiritual power was so great that she turned pale.

LAN Junqing said, and she went straight to the first carriage, "brother, let's go together! Sister Feng looks sad..."

The car curtain was lifted again, revealing the evil face.

LAN junao glanced at Feng Chu Ge.

When I saw the blood stains on the pale purple Luo skirt of Feng Chu song, I frowned slightly.

Although LAN junao's legs and feet are inconvenient, his senses are particularly sharp.

As early as just now, he had already noticed the bloody smell of Feng Chuge.

The smell of blood coincided with the smell of those black corpses they met when they came.

Looking at Xiang Feng's Chu song, his eyes are more profound.

At that moment yesterday, he knew that this woman was not simple