Feng Qingyu smiled lightly: "You are not dead, why do I have the nerve to die? Enjoy these hundred and one poisons at the same time. The last poison is my gift to you."

Feng Xinyao's eyes widened after hearing Feng Qingyu's words.

"But I... wear a virus mask..."

"Ha!" Feng Qingyu smiled lightly, "Anti-virus mask can only prevent poison from being sucked in by you. I just added a scent of grass heart smoke to the poisonous fog. Guess, what is the effect of grass heart smoke?" ωωw..net

Feng Xinyao's heart is ashamed.

"Caoxin smoke... can penetrate into the skin. It turns out that the toxin actually penetrates into my body with the grass smoke." The next moment, she glared at Feng Qingyu, "But how could you carry Caixin smoke with you?"

Grass Heart Smoke is a slightly toxic smoke, which is made up of smoke formed by a plant burning.

Feng Qingyu curled the corners of her lips, and squatted down in front of Feng Xinyao with a smile.

"As an alchemist who is proficient in medicine and poison, do you think I lack medicinal materials?"

After she finished speaking, Feng Xinyao's pupils suddenly widened.

"You are still...aliaticist..."

The next moment, she began to shrank. A quarter of an hour later, Feng Xinyao foamed at the mouth and died, and her death was tragic.

In this game, Feng Qingyu easily won.

She got off the ring with a calm face and walked towards the Piaomiao Sect.

After fighting with Feng Xinyao, no one dared to look down on her anymore.

The moment the thick fog dissipated, Ye Jinghan let go of his tight fists. At this moment, the light of his eyes seemed to look in the direction of Feng Qingyu, with a doting smile on the corner of his lips.

His movements were extremely subtle, but Feng Qingyu still noticed them.

Just looking at his pale face, my heart was even more worried.

The 25-to-10 competition continues. Feng Qingyu was challenged by people from other sects afterwards, but they all ended with victory.

Since each challenger only has one chance, the challenge finally ended successfully before the sun sets.

Only Ye Jinghan was shortlisted for the Fusheng Auction House.

The most shortlisted people in Piaomiao Sect, in addition to Feng Qingyu, there are also Gu Xiyan, Yan Song, and Tang Ze.

The two of Wan Beast Sect, Long Shao and Yu Jian.

Danzong alone, Yue Xinyuan.

Chiyang Sect is alone, Li Shan.

There is only one person in the Jade Immortal Palace, Zhao Xiuzhu.

No one in the Jade Pool Holy Land was shortlisted in the top ten. If tomorrow's alchemy competition cannot be shortlisted in the top three, no one will be able to enter the Yunluo Secret Realm!

Seeing this, Elder Wen Li of the Holy Land of Yaochi was so angry that he threw his robe and left the field.

But the competition has always been like this, winning or losing is common, and you can't blame others for your poor skills.

After the results were announced, everyone dispersed.

Ye Jinghan wanted to leave directly, but was forced by Feng Qingyu's eyes and had to follow her to the camp secretly.

When Feng Qingyu saw Ye Jinghan, she first pulled him into the space, and then the two of them sat down under the Yuluo Tree.

Before Ye Jinghan could struggle, Feng Qingyu squeezed his wrist into his hand.

After a moment, Feng Qingyu's eyes were filled with a hint of exploration.

"When were you injured? Who was injured?"

"Yesterday."

Seeing that Ye Jinghan couldn't do it perfunctorily, he could only answer truthfully. As for who it was, he did not explain in detail.

Feng Qingyu frowned slightly.

"Is this competition so important? Your body cannot withstand such tossing. It is best to find a place to heal the wound first."

"If I don't enter the Yunluo Secret Realm, you will not be able to obtain the rebirth lotus." Ye Jinghan said affirmatively.

Feng Qingyu was a little surprised: "That's it?"

Ye Jinghan nodded: "That's it."

The two of them looked at each other, and it took a long time before Feng Qingyu took back his gaze.

She has always been cold-hearted and often kept herself alone, and even got used to solving problems she encountered by herself.

Ye Jinghan's plan has never been included.

Even if he is his fiancé, for her, he is just a person who can trust her to live with her in the future.

But he is different.

He will consider himself, put himself in his shoes, and even ignore his life for himself.

Although she was moved, she never thought about it carefully.

Feng Qingyu held Ye Jinghan's hand tightly and stood up.

"You follow me."

Ye Jinghan had a hint of doubt on his face, but she said everything, so he couldn't refuse.

There was a bathtub in the bedroom partition on the second floor. Feng Qingyu pulled Ye Jinghan into the bedroom. His eyes were covered with a hint of softness when he glanced at Tong Jun.

Ye Jinghan caught a glimpse of the child lying on the bed in the room and frowned slightly.

"Who is that child?"

"His name is Tong Jun, and it is my contract beast." Feng Qingyu explained, "I almost couldn't hold on until I was imprinted with my spirit. It was him who saved me."

Ye Jinghan nodded slightly.

"He was sleeping because he was backfired?"

Feng Qingyu responded and pulled Ye Jinghan into the partition next to him.

In addition to the bathtub, there is also a screen blocking the bathtub. The screen faces the window in front of the house, and a soft collapse is placed under the window.

Feng Qingyu stood in front of the window, introduced the holy spring water into the bathtub, and began to use his own fire attribute to heat the water.

As the temperature rises, fog begins to appear above the bathtub.

Feng Qingyu's slender fingertips explored in the water, and the water temperature was just right.

"A Jing, come here."

Ye Jinghan obediently walked up to Feng Qingyu. He didn't know what she was going to do, but in order not to make her angry, he had to obediently do it.

Feng Qingyu looked at Ye Jinghan, but after hesitating for a while, he reached out to remove Ye Jinghan's belt.

Looking down at the little hands that were messing around his waist, Ye Jinghan's eyebrows and eyes were slightly deep, and a light blush was covered with a noble and cold face.

"What do you... want to do?"

Feng Qingyu raised his head and crashed into his deep eyes. He paused his hand and pushed him back.

"Forget it, you'd better take it off yourself, I can't do it."

Looking at Feng Qingyu's a little angry look, Ye Jinghan's eyes were filled with doubt, but then a hint of playfulness appeared on the corner of his lips and he leaned in the direction of Feng Qingyu.

"What after I took it off?"

Feng Qingyu leaned back slightly and immediately rushed to the direction of the bathtub.

"I've prepared a medicine bath for you."

Ye Jinghan looked around and saw that there were indeed spiritual medicines rising and falling in the bathtub in the graceful mist.

But he realized it wrong.

After curling his lips and smiling slightly, without waiting for Feng Qingyu to leave, he untied his clothes and took off his clothes, leaving only a pair of underwear.

Feng Qingyu has seen a man's body before as a doctor in his previous life.

But with the relationship between the two now, the lonely man and the widow are living in the same room, and the atmosphere is inevitably a bit ambiguous.

The moment Ye Jinghan took off her clothes, her face turned red with a blush.

Looking at Ye Jinghan's body, which was missing a trace of fat and had clear muscle texture, Feng Qingyu swallowed hard, trying to calm down his somewhat panic.
Chapter completed!