Feng Zhilou knew that Feiyuan had not seen the egret figure, so she must have misunderstood. She twisted the ring with difficulty, and instantly a white light flashed, and the egret flew out of the ring and stood on the ground.
"Egret?" Fei Yuan's face changed drastically, and he was surprised. Egret was actually in Miss Fengqi's ring. What was going on?
After the egret came out, he knelt in sadness in front of Feng Zhilou.
"Miss Fengqi, the egret is not protected properly, which makes Miss Seven so seriously injured." As she spoke, she lowered her head and knelt on the ground and sobbed. If Miss Seven had not put her into the ring in time just now, she would have been afraid that she would be at this time.
It's dead.
"You have tried your best, why bother to save your life in vain..."
Feng Zhilou held Bai Er's hand and gently placed it in Fei Yuan's hand. She sighed in her heart that after a disaster, she could still see them joining hands, which made her feel more relieved than anything else.
Feng Zhilou never thought of letting Bai Er die in vain and letting the couple be separated by yin and yang.
Fei Yuan grabbed Bai Er's hand and then knelt down. He fell into deep self-blame. He once had the idea of killing Miss Feng Qi for the honor of the holy land and for the young master. Now he really understood.
, The reason why the young master cannot give up Miss Fengqi is that a little girl from Fengjiazhuang has such a broad mind, which is admirable.
"Feiyuan wrote down Miss Fengqi's kindness and will definitely go through fire and water in the future." Feiyuan bowed and swore that he and Bai Er had recorded this love, and he would treat the young master like the young master in the future and be loyal to Miss Fengqi.
"I don't have to go through fire and water for me. You go to the martial arts court and help him..."
Feng Zhilou covered his chest and urged Fei Yuan. Although Chu Moshang was powerful, his power was limited after all, if anything happened...
"Feiyuan will go right away."
Fei Yuan understood the meaning of Feng Zhilou. He asked Bai Er to stay and take care of Miss Seven, then picked up his sword and ran away.
Bai Er wiped the tears, sat by the bed, holding Feng Zhilou's hand tightly, with tears hanging from her eyes. She had heard the imperial physicians' diagnosis in the ring, and knew that Miss Fengqi would not live long, but she
Even so, I did not forget the safety of the young master. Such a woman is many times better than Princess Li Luo, who is the saint of Zhenwu. It’s a pity...
Bai Lu regrets Feng Zhilou's ordinary life. Even if she wins the competition and becomes the God of War in Wujing, she is only qualified to go to the holy land and still has no chance with the young master.
"The young master suddenly appeared and saved Miss Seven this time. He had violated the ban on the holy land. I'm afraid that there will be another storm soon."
"The Holy Land Ban?" Feng Zhilou looked at Bai Er in confusion.
Bai Er nodded, raised his eyes, looked at Feng Zhilou, and asked in a low voice.
"Miss Fengqi should have known the young master's identity, right?"
"Yes, I already know."
Feng Zhilou nodded. Not only did Nirongzhi say it, she also saw it with her own eyes. Seeing Chuchu's white-clothed man turning into a giant dragon and wandering in the sky, the feeling was so shocking. Feng Zhilou still felt his heart beating faster.
Unbelievable, and even more unacceptable.
"He is the young master of the Holy Land and the future Dragon Emperor. His identity and status are extremely special. The young master will alarm the envoy of the Holy Land if he takes action privately. Moreover, the public appearance today may shock the world. The holy land is an extraordinary place with strict discipline.
The future Dragon Emperor should not easily interfere in disputes in the world, and to have feelings for ordinary women is a big taboo. This is why he has been hiding in the dark and has not appeared. During the few days of the competition, the young master was on the moon viewing platform.
Watching, afraid that Miss Seven will encounter something unexpected... Yesterday, the young master returned to the holy land with something, but he didn't expect that Guitoutuo actually escaped from the dungeon to intimidate Miss Feng Qi's life. So the young master felt that he could stop him, but the young master still couldn't touch the ban on the holy land like this.
Saved Miss Fengqi…”
Bai Er said sad again. Although he tried his best to control his eyes, his eyes were still red.
Feng Zhilou was stunned for a long time after hearing Bai Lu's words. Now she finally understood why he suddenly disappeared and refused to show up.
The Nine Sons of the Dragon, who doesn’t want to ascend to the throne of the Holy Dragon Emperor? It is the supreme honor. It has also shouldered tens of thousands of years. It is the great cause of the dragon for millions of years, which will benefit the people. Who else is better than Chu Mo?
What is more suitable for Shang? Although I have never seen other dragon sons, just one Nirvana made Feng Zhilou see the sinister dragon heart.
The future Dragon Emperor must marry the Saint of Zhenwu, but Chu Moshang is entangled with a folk woman, isn’t he going to destroy his future?
Suddenly, Feng Zhilou was stunned. If someone knew that the dragon son in her belly wouldn’t it be even more unfavorable to Chu Moshang?
Just when Feng Zhilou was enduring severe pain and was worried and worried, a palace maid outside the door shouted.
"Empress, I'll be here with Princess Luo!"
This shout pulled Feng Zhilou's thoughts back. Bai Er quickly retreated aside, but did not dare to get too far away.
As the shouts fell, a tiny sound of lotus steps, the Queen walked in gracefully, followed by the wooden and cold Princess Li Luo. The Queen was wearing a bright red brocade dress, Li Luo was wearing a silver white dress, and the two of them were in front of each other.
After that, the colors were clear.
After Princess Li Luo entered the door, she glanced over and saw that Feng Zhilou was still awake, her face looked a little disgusted and ugly.
The Empress walked over and saw Feng Zhilou's wound. She couldn't help but frown and asked the palace maid standing aside.
"Have you seen the imperial physician?"
"The imperial physician has come, say..." The palace maid didn't dare to say it directly. She should have known that Miss Fengqi has been designated as the future princess, so the word "death" cannot be said nonsense.
"What are you saying? Hesitant." The Empress was like a palace maid, and she was a little unhappy.
"I can't help but say it..." The palace maid finally said it, but her head lowered.
The words of powerlessness made the Empress's face pale.
But when Princess Li Luo heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief. She just heard that her mother was coming to visit Feng Zhilou. She also took advantage of this reason. On the surface, she cared about Miss Fengqi, but in fact she wanted to know.
Is Miss Seven really okay? Or is it not far from death?
At this time, I heard that Miss Fengqi had lost her to save her. Princess Li Luo got rid of a big heart disease and kept worrying and turning it into joy.
"What a pity, what a pity..." The Queen felt a little regretful. If Feng Zhilou was dead, it would be difficult to hear her lingering sound.
Although the Empress felt a little regretful, she also had more hope. Miss Fengqi died and she didn't have to worry about the poor background of the Crown Princess, so she ordered the palace maids.
"Sorry someone to go to Miss Fengqi's room and take back the letter from the imperial city. She doesn't need it now."