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Chapter 51

Huaizhun was seriously injured, with many cuts on his legs and back by sharp knives.

Because the wound was not treated promptly and effectively, the wound had developed varying degrees of necrosis.

There was no other way but to get rid of all the things that needed to be removed first, but now Huaizhun was sweating, his face was pale, and he had just fallen asleep.

And it seemed that he was sleeping very uneasily, with his brows furrowed and muttering something.

But Feng Qi didn't hear the whisper as soft as a mosquito's moan.

Shen Chi stood behind Feng Qi and said calmly: "It looks like he won't be able to stand up in a few months. If he is not taken care of well, it is not impossible that he will be paralyzed for the rest of his life."

He looked at Feng Qi, "The underground city can be taken care of temporarily, but if you want him to go back, we can also send someone to send him back."

"but……"

His voice was very soft, "But running all the way, the injury may be aggravated."

Feng Qi didn't turn around, "Just stay."

"What about the Burning Silence Valley?"

"I'll tell you over there, so you don't have to worry."

As if he heard the conversation between the two in a daze, Huaizhun opened his eyes with difficulty and opened his lips slightly.

Seeing this, Feng Qi quickly poured a glass of water and brought it to Huaizhun, and drank it carefully for him. Huaizhun's chapped lips finally got better.

"Don't move. You're seriously injured. Just rest and recuperate for the next few days."

Huaizhun looked beyond Fengqi to the sinking pond behind him.

Feng Qi also followed his gaze and looked over. Shen Chi raised his eyebrows slightly, understanding in his heart, he stood up straight with a smile on his face.

"Okay, okay, I'm going out, I'm just going out."

Chen Chi opened the door and left. Standing at the door was a young man dressed in black, it was Shi Qi.

Shi Qi slightly cupped his hands and said nothing.

Shen Chi glanced back at the closed door, then led Shiqi away.

Walking to a secluded place, Shiqi looked at Shen Chi's back and suddenly knelt down, "This subordinate is guilty, please punish me!"

But Shenchi didn't seem to hear it, and just cast his gaze towards the lower underground river, where there were boats swimming, looking peaceful and beautiful.

Lanterns were hung high on the shore, and the candles were brightly lit, but they were all white, and even the light seemed bleak.

Shiqi didn't get up, but just knelt on the spot, not daring to move, standing straight and waiting for him to fall.

After a long time, there was a sigh in my ears, which seemed to be regretful, annoyed, or something else.

Shen Chi turned around slightly, expressionless, "Get up, it's not your fault."

No one can stop what Sheng Siming wants to do, not even himself.

"Can the body be found?"

Shi Qi frowned and glanced at Shen Chi with some awe, "I haven't found any trace of him. Please give me more time, Your Highness. I will definitely bring His Highness the Crown Prince back!"

But Shen Chi just waved his hand, "No, I guess he doesn't want to either."

Although he hesitated, Shiqi still said: "Your Highness, now that His Highness the Crown Prince is dead, what about our big plan..."

Shen Chi's eyes were deep, and he suddenly laughed out loud, short and light, "Of course we have to continue."

No one can stop what Sheng Siming wants to do, including himself.

Huaizhun looked at Feng Qi's pale face and frowned slightly, with some reproach in his tone.

"Does it hurt? I told you not to mind your own business."

Feng Qi lowered his eyes slightly, feeling ashamed in his heart, "Senior brother, aren't you meddling in other people's business?"

The two looked at each other, and Huaizhun couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Let's go back to Fenji Valley first. It seems that this matter will have to be handled by senior brother."

Now that both he and Feng Qi have been seriously injured, this time is inherently dangerous and needs to be discussed again.

But Feng Qi shook his head, "Senior brother, your injuries are too serious now, and you really can't stand the torture anymore. Besides, master said that if this doesn't work, you can't go back."

He probably knew how stubborn Feng Qi was, so Huaizhun considered his words of persuasion but was swallowed, "Then... you wait until my injury is better, and I will work with you."

Feng Qi's face was still calm, and he just said lightly: "No, just focus on your cultivation."

"Fengqi!"

Perhaps because of his excitement, Huaizhun couldn't help coughing after roaring angrily, and he even forced a few tears from the corners of his eyes.

It took him a while to finally calm down, and his frown never relaxed.

"I don't want you to put yourself in danger, can't you just rely on me completely for once?!"

Feng Qi raised his eyes and looked at Huaizhun doubtfully, "Why should I rely on you? Senior brother, my strength is not weak, I can do it."

Huaizhun laughed angrily at Fengqi's serious explanation, "You...I..."

After a long silence, Huaizhun sighed helplessly, and reached out to hold Feng Qi's hand.

His palms were wide and warm, but they were covered with calluses due to martial arts training. He could completely wrap Feng Qi's hands in just one move.

Feng Qi felt something strange and wanted to pull his hand back, but Huaizhun forcefully pulled her hand to his chest.

Taking into account the injuries all over Huaizhun's body, Feng Qi stopped struggling and just frowned.

Huai Zhenzhen looked at Feng Qi tenderly and said in a gentle voice, "Feng Qi, can't you really see that? I just want to protect you and will always protect you."

His eyes were full of tenderness and longing. He longed for Feng Qi to nod in agreement and listen to him obediently, just like before, but in another identity.

Feng Qi's brows relaxed slightly, and he felt even more ashamed.

"Senior brother, you have always been protecting me, but I have grown up and am no longer the child who follows you asking for sweets. Now I can protect myself, don't worry, I will not give you and

It will be troublesome for Master to fill in any more questions."

Seeing Feng Qi speaking so sincerely, Huaizhun felt a sharp pain in his heart.

The master taught both himself and Fengqi extremely well, but he was the only one who failed to teach Fengqi how to love his children.

A rather bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he seemed helpless, but he still coaxed him patiently.

"Feng Qi, have you ever thought that one day, you and I will return to Fenji Valley, or go wherever you want to go, and there will be no one else, just you and me. From now on, you and I will be companions and never leave each other?"

Feng Qi still withdrew his hand and stood up, "Brother, I never thought that my life would be stable. People like me are destined to be alone."

After saying this, he walked away without caring about what was happening behind him.

Huaizhun was stunned. Fengqi must have understood what he meant, right?

He felt his throat was a little bitter and wanted to say something to save him, but he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Fatigue came up again. I was really tired. I might as well lie down and have a good sleep.

As soon as Feng Qi left the door, he heard a chuckle coming from his side. He looked back and saw that the original path was Chenchi.

Shen Chi didn't seem to leave just now, but leaned against the wall, quietly listening to the conversation between the two.

Seeing Feng Qi come out, Shen Chi's hand playing with the folding fan stopped slightly, with a smile on his face.

"Ruanruan, you don't know what a man is thinking when he tells you that he hopes he can protect you for the rest of his life, right?"

But Feng Qi's attention was on the folding fan in his hand, which was not the previous one.

Although they look the same, there are still some differences.

Master said that a person's weapon is like his second life, which is unique.

What's more, Chenchi's fan is of exquisite workmanship. There are probably very few skilled craftsmen in the world who can create such a thing. It's not surprising that it is the only one in the world.

But it happened that he still had one in his hand at this time, or Shenchi's background was not simple, so the dungeon spent a lot of time preparing a second one for him.

Or, this fan is just a hidden excuse.

Seeing that Feng Qi didn't answer, Shen Chi laughed even more happily, "Why, don't you feel something is right? Ruanruan, why do you think you are so stupid?"

Feng Qi raised his eyes to look at Shen Chi, turned around and left, with Shen Chi following behind her.

"Then what do you mean by my senior brother?"

Shen Chi suddenly became interested, "It's obvious that your senior brother likes you. Anyone with a discerning eye can see it. I don't believe you don't feel anything at all."

"Actually, Huaizhun is quite a good person. Although his abilities are a bit lacking, you are still childhood sweethearts and brothers and sisters."

"If you are thin-skinned, why don't you go to the underground city to talk to your master? Your master will be very happy, right?"

"Huaizhun was born well. Although he is not a million-year-old, he is still a young talent. You deserve it."

Shen Chi followed Feng Qi and chattered all the way. Seeing Feng Qi finally stop, he smiled and said: "What, are you moved by what I said?"

But Feng Qi just looked at the scenery in front of him and was slightly stunned.

White lanterns were hung high, and the figures reflected on the dark river were all wearing white robes. Everything was so weird.

The underground city today is really too quiet. People are still coming and going, but the people walking around are walking heavy and slow, with expressionless faces, like walking zombies.

Even the ghost soldiers coming and going were like this. Although they were wearing heavy armor, they had white cloth strips tied around their waists, which was particularly obvious.

The underground city is as quiet as a real dead city...

Feng Qi's steps also became a little heavy, as if he was infected by this mysterious and solemn sadness, and he seemed to remember something.

Shen Chi walked slowly to Feng Qi's side and looked at everything in front of him with a calm tone.

"This is what Lord Ghost King means. We are all keeping filial piety for Wan Shitong."

Feng Qi pursed his lips and suddenly looked at Shen Chi, "The Ghost King has always known the identity of Wan Shitong, right? Why?"

Shen Chi raised his eyebrows slightly and raised the corner of his mouth, "The Ghost King naturally knows, but you don't have to think too much. The Ghost King protects him not for any other reason, but because the two of them are speculating."

He seemed to notice Feng Qi's suspicion and simply said directly.

Feng Qi lowered his eyes and suddenly asked, "What about you? Who are you?"

"Um?"

Shen Chi didn't respond to her question, Feng Qi stared straight at him.

"The Master of Everything is His Highness the Crown Prince, what about you? You also have your own hidden identity, right?"

Although it was a question, Feng Qi's tone was more like a question.

Shen Chi smiled and said, "I'm just a subordinate of Lord Ghost King. What special status can I have? Ruanruan, don't think of me so badly."

"Did I think too badly of you?"

Feng Qi still had that indifferent expression.

"Then who else do you think I should be?"

Although he was smiling, the smile on Shen Chi's face did not reach his eyes.

The two stood with their hands tied, looking at each other quietly, as if they were engaged in a silent contest.

In the end, it was Shen Chi who spoke first: "Ruanruan, you are the only one left now, and I have got the news. If you just tell me, how about I accompany you this time?"

Feng Qi still didn't move, "Then I'll have to work hard on you."

Shen Chi waved his hand and turned his body to the side without leaving a trace.

"It's not hard, it's just that you are also injured. Let's set off early in a few days. That person can't escape."

Then he took out a small white porcelain bottle from his sleeve and said, "Eat it and your injury will heal faster."

"Thank you in advance."

Feng Qi reached out to pick it up, but suddenly grabbed Shen Chi's wrist and locked his hand behind his back.

Shen Chi's eyes narrowed, but his voice was extremely cold, "Ruanruan, what are you doing?"
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