He just stayed by the side in silence, as if he was digesting what she said, and as if he was looking at the scene in front of him.

"Let's go back first."

"Then these undead?"

"We will think of a solution after that, anyway, they will not be able to be reincarnated in such a short time."

As Feng Xinglang's words fell, they had already returned to the Fengshang Sect, located in the imperial capital. The scene was still the same, but it looked much more depressed.

Feng Xinglang called the doctor to treat Yuwen Luoshuang's condition, and he sat silently beside her and watched from afar. The wound on his back felt a faint pain, but the doctor did not move his nose.

Half a minute, he thought that only pain could remember such a fierce struggle in recent days.

Feng Xinglang, who was sitting on the chair, used his spiritual power slightly and gradually felt a stinging pain coming from behind, followed by a cool feeling. He knew that it was blood flowing out. He hadn't

When I turned around, I heard a sound of breath coming from behind.

A maid came in. When she saw the blood that kept oozing out of Feng Xinglang's back, she suddenly couldn't help but sucked her breath loudly, and then she said in a trembling tone, "Master, you have bleeding from your back."

Now!"

"It's okay, you go and take care of your wife."

Feng Xinglangtou said without looking back, and then he secretly bit his teeth. The wound still hurts very much. He slowly used the gathered spiritual power to transmit it to the wound, and gradually felt it

The wound healed, but every time it healed, a strong stinging pain would come from a place of healing, so his face turned pale in a very short time.

Yuwen Luoshuang, who was sitting beside the bed, suddenly felt distressed when she saw Feng Xinglang at this time. However, she kept coughing and couldn't even speak clearly, so she didn't treat him.

Say something about one's own self.

After seeing Yuwen Luoshuang's expression, the doctor shook his head low, but soon took the warm towel from the maid and applied the towel to her wrist. Then she wrinkled slightly.

She frowned. Although Feng Xinglang had healed the wound on her arm with spiritual power before, it did not mean that the pain caused by her wound was relieved.

"Mrs. I think I can't use spiritual power in the future."

"Um?"

Listening to the doctor's words, Yuwen Luoshuang suddenly raised her head, and after seeing his firm eyes, she turned her eyebrows and looked at Feng Xinglang sitting next to her.

"You already knew it, right?"

"I knew it when I was in the Eastern Continent, it doesn't matter if I can't use spiritual power. I've been there all the time."

When Feng Xinglang was talking, cold sweat kept on his forehead, but he was already looking at Yuwen Luoshuang with a gentle expression. He knew that he could not use his spiritual power to her, for her, she was the useless Miss Wu from the Yuwen family.

Since then, Yuwen Luoshuang has been a little disappointed. She looked down at her fair wrists, sighed slightly, and then leaned onto the bed.

"Not available, no, no."

"If nothing happens in the future, everything will be fine."
Chapter completed!