Due to the doubt in his heart, he walked downstairs and looked for the red figure...

As for the other side, Feng Jiu and Guan Xilin found a restaurant, booked a private room, ordered a dozen dishes and two pots of wine, and then started eating after closing the door.

Fengjiu, who put the veil aside, poured wine and said, "Brother, let's stay here for a while! It's always more convenient to find a quiet yard to rent it out than staying in an inn."

"Okay, we'll go find it later." Guan Xilin had no objection to this at all.

"Xiaojiu, don't just drink wine, drink a bowl of stewed soup first." He put a bowl of soup for her, and then used a spoon to scoop a piece of egg and fried meat for her: "Is it delicious?"

"You eat it! I'll do it myself."

As he said that, seeing that he was not used to using the right hand and could not handle the chopsticks well, he picked up some of each dish in his bowl and said, "Wait for a while, I will raise my cultivation level and find all medicines to help you cure your right hand."

Hearing this, he was a little stunned: "Can it be cured?"

"Well, it's just that what you need is not easy to find." She drank a bowl of soup and picked up some dishes and ate it: "But no problem, I'm 100% sure that your hands can recover as they were."

With her medical skills, as long as the medicine is complete, there will be no problem that cannot be cured.

Not to mention that the tendons on the shoulders were bitten off, even if the whole arm was bitten up, she could take them back.

Although he did not regret his hands were ruined, he was still very happy when he heard that she could cure it: "Xiaojiu, if my hands can still be healed, then I will work hard to practice in the future and protect you."

"good."

She nodded and smiled. Knowing that his strength is not low, he can deal with a group of wolves and tigers with his own strength. You can imagine how strong his explosive power is in the desperate situation.

She also believed that he would become stronger in the future!

Downstairs, Murong Yixuan sat at the table on the first floor drinking wine, his eyes curled up with contemplation.

He didn't know why he followed him, and he didn't know how he regarded the woman in red as a Qingge? But when he glanced upstairs before, his back really looked very similar.

But he followed him all the way, but at this time he was a little uncertain because the two of them had different temperaments.

Qingge is gentle and gentle, while the woman in red is open-minded, and wearing a red dress is so dazzling on her body. Although his Qingge is also excellent, she has never been such a person, and she never wears red dress.

How could he suspect that Qingge who had returned was faked by someone else? The familiarity between every move, every frown and smile was obviously her!

However, there was a voice in his heart questioning, which forced him to doubt.

After a long time, when the door of the private room upstairs opened and the red figure appeared again, the stunning gazes of the diners upstairs downstairs followed her again. The veil that was slightly blowing as she walked made them wish that a strong wind would blow down and lift it off.

Murong Yixuan looked up and saw the woman in red with an outstanding temperament slowly walking down. Every step she took was calm and elegant. The red clothes were like fire and like a bright sun, but she exuded a cold aura of indifference that no one could approach. With every move, the noble aura of the superior naturally emanated.
Chapter completed!