As time passes by bit by bit, Feng Qingcheng almost heals Mu Chenxiao's wounds like obsession. With her adjustments and proficiency again and again, this healing ability seems to be becoming more and more skillful and handy.

She doesn't even need to deliberately meditate and concentrate. After just one thought, the flowing light can pour out.

But despite this, the area of ​​the wound on Mu Chenxiao's body was really too large. At her speed, until the sky was dark, only half of the wound on his body was healed.

However, in this way, the temperature on Mu Chenxiao's body had been explained. The frown brows on his demonic and beautiful face had been relaxed, and he was familiar and calm, and he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

Feng Qingcheng raised his hand to wipe away the sweat from his forehead, and finally fell on the chair with weak feet and let out a sigh of relief.

Such treatment methods made her body extremely tired, especially the gurgling sound of hunger coming from her belly, which made her feel even more powerless.

However, when he saw that most of his wounds had been repaired on his back, he suddenly disappeared without a trace.

This is the legendary flesh and bones of life and death?

I didn't expect that I had such superpowers. I really didn't know what Storm had changed and what kind of superpowers it had given me.

Feng Qingcheng looked at the sleeping Mu Chenxiao proudly, and suddenly felt that there was something wrong with it.

This girl is actually naked...

When he was covered in blood and blood, he didn't realize anything, but now that the injury has recovered most of the time and his skin has exposed, it seems that it is a bit inappropriate.

Feng Qingcheng turned his gaze awkwardly, got up and covered his quilt, and turned around and left.

When his wound heals, he always needs a piece of clothing to cover his body.

...

Although the sky was not completely dark, the streets outside were extremely deserted.

Even if a few pedestrians walked by, they would bow their heads and leave quickly, looking panicked and in a hurry.

Feng Qingcheng turned into a half-covered bun shop. While the waiter was packing buns for him, he asked in confusion: "Waiter, your business here seems to be bad today..."

"Don't Miss Fifth..." The waiter said with a sad face: "Since the accident in the imperial city in Baitian, the whole city is now searching for assassins... At this time, who dares to go out..."

"Search for Assassins?"

"Yes... I heard that it was a man in white clothes who was injured by the guards in the palace. Now the officers and soldiers in the city are checking each clinic..."

The waiter handed the bun to Feng Qingcheng and lowered his voice and said, "Miss Fifth, go back quickly. I heard from others that the officers and soldiers have to search from door to door..."

After saying goodbye to the waiter, Feng Qingcheng decisively gave up the idea of ​​buying clothes for Mu Chenxiao, but consciously passed by a ready-to-wear shop and walked away with a piece of clothes.

The bloody smell in her yard would obviously become her confession, so she needed to quickly get Mu Chenxiao away.
Chapter completed!