Just when Hong Ji was about to touch the hem of Jian Muchen's clothes, she suddenly felt a murderous aura that was so powerful that it broke her heart. Then, she felt as if she was hit by a huge boulder.

, her body immediately flew into the air, slammed the door, and fell heavily outside the house. Blood spurted out from her mouth. Hongji fainted before she could even scream.

This incident happened so quickly that the other two beauties' eyes went straight, their backs were wet with cold sweat, and their whole bodies became stiff with fear.

"Get out!" It wasn't until Jian Muchen gave a cold scolding that the two of them crawled out of the room. However, when they saw Hong Ji's miserable condition, they suddenly collapsed to the ground and fainted.

"Carry it down!"

As early as Jian Muchen issued his first cold drink, Luo Ying and Shen Taixu had already rushed over. When they saw the seriously injured woman lying on the ground, the two of them looked at each other, and their hearts shivered.

The two of them did not sympathize with this woman whose life or death was uncertain. They sold themselves to Feixue Tower to live for their master.

Moreover, Luo Ying and Shen Taixu both know very well that their master practices Fierce Yang Kung Fu and cannot approach women until he has mastered the technique. Therefore, over the years, the women in Feixue Tower, as long as they are not the kind who want to crawl,

He will never be cruel.

This woman must have wanted to seduce her master after being rejected by her master, and that's why she suffered this misfortune!

However, Luoying and Shen Taixu were both frightened. Their master, who had always been indifferent to emotions and anger, what happened tonight?

"master--"

Shen Taixu originally wanted to go in and ask, but when he came in, he found that no one was in the room.

**

At this moment, Jian Muchen was standing on the high roof of the backyard of Lingyang Hou Mansion, his clothes rustling, and under the moonlight, the silver mask reflected the cold light.

He looked down at the ruins after the fire, and his cold eyes fell on a dilapidated house in the corner that didn't even have a door.

Through the window without window paper, he could clearly see the slender figure huddled in the corner of the room with his arms folded.

"Feng Jingluan..." He murmured the name, and behind the mask, Jian Muchenxuan frowned, and for the first time, his eyes flashed with uncertainty.

Could it be that the person who can remove the poison from his body is really her?

…

In the middle of the night, Feng Jingluan woke up from her sleep. In her dream, she always felt that a pair of sinister eyes were staring at her. This feeling was like being in the mountains and being targeted by the wolf king, which made Feng Jingluan always feel...

I have a premonition that lasts for a few seconds.

Although it was late spring now, the temperature at night was still very low, but her only clothes and quilts were burned by a fire, and the shabby house was leaking from all directions. As soon as Feng Jingluan woke up, she was too cold to sleep again.

She was really afraid that she would be lying here dead when she got up early tomorrow morning.

Moreover, after Feng Jingluan calmed down, she recalled the pain of the burning fire in her chest and lungs when the fire broke out. She couldn't help but frown, and reached out to cover her chest. She suspected that this body seemed to have been seriously injured...

But before Feng Jingluan could think about it, she discovered that Xuan'er's injury was not optimistic and she had already developed a high fever.

Previously, Mrs. Chen had planned to leave the house to find the doctor behind Xuan'er's back, but when the doorkeeper saw that it was Mrs. Chen, he didn't even bother to answer, let alone open the door to let them out.

Chen's head was smashed, but it didn't help.

Feng Jingluan had no choice but to use her half-baked medical skills and used family acupuncture to protect Xuan'er's heart veins.

The next day, before dawn, Feng Jingluan put on Chen's clothes and went out of the house with Chen and Xuan'er, following the maid who was buying vegetables.

If her prediction is correct, the news of Feng Jingluan's arson attack will spread throughout the imperial capital today, and the Lingyang Marquis Mansion will definitely have a mourning hall by then.

When walking out of the Lingyang Hou Mansion, Feng Jingluan narrowed her eyes and raised a cold arc at the corner of her lips.

Feng Jingluan, Feng Jingluan, could never "let down" Sister Li and Feng Qier's kindness, and she would definitely want to express her gratitude.
Chapter completed!