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Emperor Star hadn't seen him for a month, his skills were quite good!

In the end, when Xiao Lie finally crawled back up, he was so exhausted that he fell on the ground paralyzed like a dead pig, gasping for breath. After resting for a while, Feng Wuyou reached out and patted Xiao Lie who was beside him: "Damn brat, you're too heavy.

Xiao Lie was paralyzed beside Feng Wuyou, hearing her say that, he nodded: "I understand!" As he finished speaking, his face turned slightly red.

"Hur hur." Looking at Xiao Lie's cute appearance, Feng Wuyou laughed in a good mood, and then she crawled up, and discovered that the Herba Brassicae that was flashing with seven colored light was still lying not far away.

Actually, Feng Wuyou had found the box that she had prepared beforehand. She opened the Herba Brassicae and placed it on top of the thousand year old ice, then closed the box.

He wrapped the box with a piece of blue cloth and gave it to Xiao Lie.

In the end, Xiao Lie was still young, and his stamina recovered quickly. He tied the Herba Brassicae that Feng Wuyou passed to him tightly onto his back, and then helped Feng Wuyou to wrap the other box that he prepared beforehand with cloth.

In the end, he tied it up tightly!

After the master and the servant finished preparing for this, they walked towards the outside along the path they had come from. Xiao Lie's qinggong was extremely good, after obtaining the Herba Brassicae, he gave it to him to bring out, and gave it to Wu Hen to send to Shezhengwang's Palace.

As for her, she carried an similarly empty box and left with Xiao Lie. Her goal, was naturally to see and hear from the people outside.

Feng Wuyou and Xiao Lie carefully fumbled along the way, but just as they reached the door, they heard the crisp sound of a slap, followed closely by Mo Lingfeng's furious voice, "Unfilial son, you actually dare to interfere in this matter, today I will beat you to death!"

Feng Wuyou's heart stopped for a moment, as she felt a trace of a bad premonition.

After walking out of the cave with a few large strides, he saw a large group of people dressed in uniform, there were more than a dozen of them, and Hua Yurong stood in front of Mo Lingfeng. On her beautiful face that faced the world, was a red slap mark, and there was even a trace of blood on the corner of her lips.

Hua Yurong tilted her head as blood dripped from the corner of her mouth. A trace of anger and hatred quickly flashed past his face, but quickly disappeared as she firmly clenched her teeth, and an additional trace of indiscernible guilt appeared on his face.

But when he saw the box on Feng Wuyou's back, he knew that she had succeeded, and the heavy burden in her heart had dropped.

When Mo Lingfeng heard Feng Wuyou's footsteps, she turned around and looked at the two of them with an extremely ugly expression.

Seeing that, Hua Yurong frowned, she strode forward and blocked Mo Lingfeng: "You said, regardless of what methods they use to obtain the Herba Brassicae, you will not be troubled."

Seeing this, Mo Lingfeng's originally ugly expression became completely black. She gave a cold snort to Feng Wuyou: "I will keep my word. Since you have already gotten the Herba Brassicae, then immediately scram out of middle canal."

Feng Wuyou did not know where his anger was coming from, but seeing the tense atmosphere between the two, she decided to say a few words, "I …"

Hua Yurong's peach blossom eyes, which originally carried some charm, carried a trace of anxiety. Her brows slightly furrowed, as she tilted her head and looked at Feng Wuyou: "Xiao Zhonger, don't say anymore, let's go immediately!"

Seeing that, Feng Wuyou understood what was happening. It was obvious that Mo Lingfeng was annoyed that Hua Yurong helped her get the Herba Brassicae. If she really left at this time, Mo Lingfeng would not easily let Hua Yurong go.

"Little Flower …" Feng Wuyou still wanted to say something, but was cut off by Hua Yurong: "Bring the Herba Brassicae and go! If you don't leave now, when Leng Qianqiu and Huyan Ruijin come over, even if you want to leave, you won't be able to! "

Feng Wuyou still wanted to say something, but took into account the truth of what Hua Yurong had said.

He then hesitated and looked at Xiao Lie. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Then, Little Flower, be careful!" After saying that, he and Xiao Lie followed Xiao Lie along the suspension bridge as they ran quickly towards the outer courtyard.

After Feng Wuyou and Xiao Lie had run across the suspension bridge, Mo Lingfeng finally turned and looked at Hua Yurong. The anger on her face did not decrease in the slightest: "Men, escort this unfilial grandson to the clan's ancestral hall.

When the surrounding people heard this, they were all shocked.

The mayor had always loved and hated his young master, but in the last ten years, no matter how angry he was, he had never asked for a family law. And this time, it was to the point of asking for a family law.

Hua Yurong was stunned for a moment. Finally, she turned around and followed the group of people towards the ancestral hall.

… ….

When Mask Beautiful Man saw Feng Wuyou and Xiao Lie return, his cold gaze landed on the box on Feng Wuyou's back. Seeing this, Feng Wuyou subconsciously moved her body a little, as if she was trying to hide the box on her back.

Seeing that, the Mask Beautiful Man's perfect lips raised into a smile, and that smile made Feng Wuyou's heart tremble for no reason, he and Xiao Lie looked at each other, and the two of them followed the agreement, and flew towards two different directions.

At this time, Leng Qianqiu and Huyan Ruijin had also noticed the escaping Feng Wuyou. Seeing the box on her back, they knew that she had obtained the Herba Brassicae. Leng Qianqiu and Huyan Ruijin looked at each other.

Afterwards, the two of them flew in the direction of Feng Wuyou.

Feng Wuyou travelled between the bamboo forests nonstop, and there was no need to avoid the hidden mechanisms and weapons inside the bamboo forest, because Mo Lingfeng had said that within four hours, those hidden mechanisms and hidden weapons would not activate, so Feng Wuyou had to run as fast as she could!

Leng Qianqiu took the initiative to follow Feng Wuyou into the bamboo forest, but Huyan Ruijin was stopped by a look from the Mask Beautiful Man. He stopped in his tracks and said: "Wait for me here, I'll chase after him!" After saying that, without waiting for the Mask Beautiful Man's reply, he rushed in the direction that Feng Wuyou had disappeared in.

Leng Qianqiu had already caught up. If he was late, he was afraid that he would fall.

Mask Beautiful Man shook his head as he watched Huyan Ruijin's back figure gradually disappear. He turned around and looked towards Xiao Lie, then activated his Qing Gong as he gave chase.

Although when he saw Feng Wuyou, Feng Wuyou did act as if he cared a lot about the box behind him. However, since everyone knew that the Young Master Wuyou was here to snatch the Herba Brassicae, he would definitely become the target of the public. It would be strange if he would personally bring the Herba Brassicae and run away.

Furthermore, his intuition told him that the Herba Brassicae was definitely not Feng Wuyou.

… ….

Feng Wuyou carried the box and was about to exit the bamboo forest. After walking for a while, she would leave the inner courtyard.

Suddenly, Feng Wuyou who had been flying all this way felt a force attack her from behind. Instinctively, she dodged and used a huge force to brush past her body and hit the ground two metres away, knocking over a pile of dirt.

Feng Wuyou knew that Leng Qianqiu had caught up to him, so she quickly grabbed a handful of bamboo, and with the help of the bamboo, she beautifully turned around and kicked the person behind him.

Leng Qianqiu didn't expect Feng Wuyou to turn around and attack him so quickly. When he saw Feng Wuyou's kick, Feng Wuyou's leg had already kicked right in front of him.

After Feng Wuyou's attack failed, she took the opportunity to grab hold of the bamboo and stopped in midair. Then, she placed both legs on top of the bamboo and looked condescendingly at Leng Qianqiu who was not far away.

Stopping three meters away from Feng Wuyou on a bamboo stick, Leng Qianqiu, who had been glared at by Feng Wuyou, looked at the person hanging on the bamboo stick. With a smile that was not a smile, the sinister voice slowly resounded: "Mn, the sixth floor.

Feng Wuyou snorted, and said with a fierce face: "I'm warning you, Herba Brassicae is mine, if you dare hit it, I won't rest until you're done with!" There wasn't the slightest hint of a joke on her face.

Leng Qianqiu looked at the serious face of the man in front of him, and could not help but laugh out loud: "Little thing, although your martial arts are good, you still have a long way to go before you can fight with us. Today, we will let you see, we will not only have plans against the Herba Brassicae, we will also have plans on you!"

"Abnormal!" Feng Wuyou secretly cursed, and then secretly used her Spirit Qi to suck up all the small stones from the bamboo leaves under the bamboo forest. For a moment, the scene became mystical.

Leng Qianqiu looked at the bamboo leaves and rocks floating in midair, his handsome and tawdry face had a look of waiting and waiting to watch a good show, as if he didn't care in the slightest. Instead, it was as if he was in a good mood as he folded his arms across his chest and kindly evaluated: "Un, if I remember correctly, the last time I met you, your martial arts should have only just started. "To tell you the truth, little thing, you are already a rare martial arts talent since you were able to reach such a high level in such a short period of time!"

"Cut the crap, look at this!" As Feng Wuyou said that, she used her full strength. Immediately, the bamboo leaves, which were wrapped in small stones, flew towards Leng Qianqiu like sharp knives.

But —

When he brushed away the bamboo leaf and was about to shake off the dust on his sleeve, he saw that the little thing that was originally hanging on the bamboo leaf had already flown more than ten meters away.

It turned out that after Feng Wuyou used her full strength in one strike, she had borrowed the tenacity of the bamboo to propel herself away. With the addition of her own qinggong, escaping with her life was still twice the result with half the effort!

Leng Qianqiu watched as Feng Wuyou ran a dozen or so meters away, and a burst of anger rose from the bottom of her heart. Leng Qianqiu used his Spirit Qi to attack Feng Wuyou, and instantly, the strong Spirit Qi made Feng Wuyou lose her direction, and was sucked in by Leng Qianqiu's Spirit Qi, causing him to retreat backwards.

Even though Feng Wuyou was already struggling with all her might, how could Feng Wuyou possibly be able to resist her inner force? Not long later, she managed to pull Feng Wuyou back into her body.

Seeing that he was about to fall into her embrace, Feng Wuyou became anxious. Looking at the bamboo that kept flashing by him, Feng Wuyou suddenly had an idea. She grabbed onto the bamboo by his side.

Damn, this Broken Sleeve's inner strength, how could it be so strong!?

Just as Feng Wuyou was about to reach her limits, suddenly, a sword light slashed out from between the two of them, and the Qi that was binding Feng Wuyou seemed to have been cut, and immediately, Feng Wuyou gained her freedom, sliding down the bamboo.

Leng Qianqiu abruptly retracted his hand, and looked at the two people in front of him.

Huyan Ruijin landed gracefully on the ground and didn't bother to pay attention to Leng Qianqiu. Instead, she turned her eyes and saw that the box on Feng Wuyou's back was still tied properly, and she immediately heaved a sigh of relief.

Murong Shaoxuan, dressed in white, with one hand holding onto a soft sword, quietly looked at the two of them, the cold aura emanating from her body, was actually not any weaker than Leng Qianqiu, who was in a high position throughout the year, and she tilted her head to look at Feng Wuyou: "You go first, leave this to me!"

Seeing that, Huyan Ruijin was also startled, Murong Shaoxuan, wasn't she innately bad? Why …

Leng Qianqiu's eyes slowly moved down from Murong Shaoxuan's warm jade-like face, and finally landed on his legs. In the end, a hint of a smile flashed across his eyes, and his ice-cold lips slightly curled up: "The world is rumored that King Xuan Dong Heng was born with a bad habit, and could only rely on his wheelchair to travel. Seeing you today, it has really broadened our horizons!"