Fengjian Liuxiang kept looking at her calmly, taking in her expression in his eyes. A trace of relief flashed in his eyes, and he chuckled: "I have never changed my greedy habit..."
Although he made fun of her, he didn't deliberately tease her, and he quickly fed her a bowl of porridge.
Seeing her obviously unsatisfied look, Fengjian Liuxiang waved her hand and conjured up a second bowl like a magic trick, which tasted exactly the same as the first bowl. Wu Jiuzi was extremely satisfied with the meal.
Strangely enough, after he came in, the strange movements outside disappeared, as if those people outside had finally given up and left.
Although they are now thorough, this matter is definitely not over yet. As long as she stays here in Jiuhuamen, she will have to face it sooner or later.
As soon as Kazama Liuxiang arrived, he rescued her with thunder and fire. He didn't know why they beat her so badly, but those people would tell him sooner or later.
If he heard the cause and effect, would he also doubt her?
Will she be handed over to those people again?
Wu Jiuzi couldn't help but feel worried. Should she talk to him first?
All the evidence is extremely unfavorable to her, will he choose to believe her?
"You rest here for now, I'll go out for a while." Fengjian Liuxiang was about to get up, and the corner of his clothes tightened. She lowered her eyes and saw that a corner of his robe was tightly held by one of her little hands.
"Master, are you going to meet them?" She tried her best to stay calm, trying her best to remain calm, but there was a flash of uncertainty in her big eyes.
Fengjian Liuxiang's eyes moved slightly: "I haven't thought about it yet. What? Do you have something to tell me?"
Although one night had passed, the injury on Wu Jiuzi's back was still burning with pain. The medicine applied on the injury could only relieve it slightly, but it could not completely eliminate the pain.
This kind of pain followed her like a shadow, making her unable to calm down, and there seemed to be a fire burning in her heart.
Should she explain to him now?
What if he refuses to believe her?
What if—you also become suspicious?
Will your situation get worse again?
Will it fall into despair again?
She was restless and confused.
She closed her eyes slightly and sorted out her thoughts. Just as she was about to speak, Fengjian Liuxiang straightened up and patted her hand: "You are still injured now, so you shouldn't worry too much. If you have anything to say, wait until the injury gets better."
Come on." He turned around and walked out.
Wu Jiuzi took a breath and watched him fluttering out.
He closed his eyes slumpedly, not sure if he breathed a sigh of relief or something.
Forget it, let’s wait for two days.
Let her take some time off. There may be a tough battle to be fought later, and she has to recuperate.
As soon as Fengjian Liuxiang walked out of the door, she stumbled and her self-imposed spirit could no longer hold up.
His face was as pale as paper, and the corners of his lips were bleeding. He put his hand on a pillar next to him, closed his eyes slightly and stood there to collect himself for a while.
Then he opened his eyes and looked towards the horizon.
The sun is rising in the sky, and the red clouds are dyed like blood mist flying all over the sky.
He shook his head, curled his lips and smiled. He didn't know whether it was ridicule or sarcasm that flashed in his eyes. Even if he became a Dou Immortal, his body would still be much weaker than before -
Otherwise, if we set up a barrier, how could we let those random sounds in?
As disturbing as a fly?
There was a faint red light in his eyes, and there was also a faint purple aura permeating his body...
He took a breath and strode forward with his clothes fluttering.