Return it to others

Should she say that these spirit beasts are too timid, but they felt the pressure of the hierarchy twenty years ago and did not dare to approach the Nangu Clan ruins for twenty years? Or should she say that the life-saving behavior of these spirit beasts is really worth learning?

If this group of people hadn't investigated further, wouldn't these spirit beasts have been able to continue to leave this area for countless days and nights?

"Human powerhouse, have you really not seen the eighth-grade spiritual beast?"

"No. There are no living things." Feng Qing said angrily: "You have the nerve to say that you are poisonous beasts. With such courage, you didn't kill others, but scared yourself to death first."

"But the pressure back then was indeed real. If it wasn't in the ruins, then could it be that this eighth-grade spiritual beast disappeared out of thin air?"

Feng Qing thought about the pile of bones that were difficult to classify, and her face became a little heavy.

So what must have happened back then?

Twenty years ago it was absolutely impossible for Xiao Mei to reach a level comparable to that of an eighth-grade spiritual beast, so there were only two possibilities left.

For one thing, the spirit beast that saved Xiao Mei broke through and became an eighth-grade spirit beast. Secondly, some eighth-grade spirit beasts later entered the ruins.

Fengqing is more inclined to the first guess.

If it was the second one, Xiao Mei would have no chance of surviving.

But if it was the first and last eighth-grade spiritual beast, has it survived with Xiao Mei until now, or has it also become part of the pile of bones?

After sending away the four-armed poisonous ape, various thoughts emerged in Feng Qing's mind.

"According to the clues provided by the Xiao family, it is not difficult to know that Xiao Mei is accustomed to sucking other people's blood essence and using other people's blood essence and blood as supplements. The Southern Gu clan is good at poisons, poisons, and formations. Is it possible that Xiao Mei sucks other people's blood essence?

The method also comes from the Nan Gu tribe?"

Although they entered the Nangu Clan's ruins, and Feng Qing was able to recite all the words they had seen in the ruins, they did not understand the meaning of the words left by the Nangu Clan.

There is absolutely no proof for this conjecture.

"The so-called forbidden technique of the Ghost Sect, the method of absorbing other people's spiritual energy for one's own use, must have been taught by Xiao Mei."

Such a method that goes against the will of heaven should not be preserved at all!

"Give him one more day."

Qin Mufeng's voice was extremely calm.

They entered the Poison Abyss for two days in order to lure Xiao Mei here. But no matter how important Xiao Mei was, three days was enough. In Qin Mufeng's eyes, Xiao Mei was not worth spending so much energy.

If Fengqing hadn't seen the tragic situation inside the waterfall cave and insisted on dealing with Xiao Mei first, they could have let Cangming Pavilion slowly investigate and then catch them all.

"good."

After walking for a while, purple poisonous mist began to appear, and Feng Qing randomly decided to rest first.

Cangzuo took out the kitchen utensils again.

The four-armed poisonous ape went into the poison to pick edible fruits, while Mu Yunwen and Xiao Tai obediently helped Cangzuo.

The three of them seemed to have a tacit understanding.

Feng Yi made tea for Feng Qing and brought it over. Feng Qing and Qin Mufeng were already sitting on the chairs.

Fengqing took out a pen and paper and was writing a letter, while Qin Mufeng took out the chessboard and slowly moved the pieces.

Feng Yi's tea art was also learned from Cang Zuo during this period, and it's already quite good.

Feng Qing picked it up and took a sip: "Feng Yi's tea making skills are getting better and better. Master Qi, would you like to try it too?"

With that said, Fengqing picked up another cup of tea and handed it to Qin Mufeng.

Qin Mufeng glanced at Feng Qing lightly.

Feng Qing tapped the teacup in her hand with her chin.

Qin Mufeng shook his head helplessly, drank the tea with Feng Qing's hand, and Feng Qing was satisfied.

"how?"

"From now on, I'll let Cangzuo do the tea making."

After all, Qin Mufeng would never drink again no matter what.

Feng Yi lowered his eyelids and glanced at the half cup of tea in Feng Qing's hand. Feng Qing smiled and put the remaining half cup of tea on Feng Yi's tea tray: "I think it's good. Our Feng Yi is

The hand that holds the knife can make such good tea, which is considered virtuous. In this way, Feng Yi, if you are fine, make more tea for your master to drink. And Cang Zuo, you learned tea from him, so you must

Let’s pass his test first, right?”

Feng nodded: "That's what the eldest lady said. I'll go right away."

With that said, Feng Yi actually made another pot of tea and brought it to Qin Li who was polishing the golden knife at the side.

Feng Qing nodded with satisfaction, then turned back to pick up the brush and knocked on the inkstone.

Qin Mufeng rolled up his sleeves freely, picked up the ink stick with one hand to sharpen the ink for Feng Qing, and continued to hold the chess pieces and place them on the chessboard with the other hand.

"You." Qin Mufeng sighed, his tone was both helpless and doting.

“It’s better to have fun alone than to have fun together.”

"Is this joy?"

"Then... you can't let me endure the hardship alone?" Feng Qing smiled and rubbed it, then began to write. The handwriting he wrote was 60% similar to Qin Mufeng's.

Qin Mufeng glanced at it and raised the corner of his mouth.

"Feng Yi is good at everything, but he really has no talent in making tea and cooking. I originally thought that no matter how bad the drink was, I would drink it all to cheer up our Feng Yi. But I also thought, if I really

If you do this, if Feng Yi is so confident that he takes away Cang Zuo's work every day to make tea for us, wouldn't we be the ones who suffer?"

Thinking that Feng Yi could brew a pot of tea with a sour and astringent taste, Feng Qing thought it would be better to tell the truth.

"So let me have a drink too?"

"People say that husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and they should share joys and sorrows together. If you can't even drink this little tea with me, how can you do that!"

"Yeah, that makes sense."

Qin Mufeng heard the word "husband and wife" in Fengqing's mouth and found it very pleasing to his ears, and felt that everything Fengqing said was right.

After writing the letter, Fengqing picked it up, blew it, admired it, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Although I didn't succeed in writing, I can finally see people with my calligraphy. Master Qi, let's see, if I'm in trouble in the future, can I set up a stall on the roadside to earn living expenses?"

Qin Mufeng was amused by Fengqing's unconstrained style.

"Even if Yaowang Valley disappears overnight, there will still be Cangming Pavilion. If things don't work out, there will still be Southern Qin. Qingqing, you will not have the chance to fall into ruin."

Feng Qing touched her nose: "Yes, this is an unlucky thought."

If she were to fall into despair, Yaowang Valley, Cangming Pavilion, and Nan Qin would all disappear, which would indeed be a bit difficult.

"Then you can just say this to me, okay?"

"Excellent." Especially the similarity with his name.

"My second brother will definitely be extremely pleased if he sees my calligraphy progressing so quickly." Feng Qing folded the letter and put it in a new envelope: "When I leave here tomorrow, I will send the letter and the colorful virus strain back to the valley.

Go inside."

"kindness."

Qin Mufeng answered Feng Qing's second sentence, but did not respond to Feng Qing's first sentence.

Because Qin Mufeng was extremely sure that Feng Zhao would not be happy for Feng Qing when he saw Feng Qing's letter.

However, Qin Mufeng would not expose this.

He tried every means to get Feng Qing to change his handwriting just for this day.

Let Feng Zhao also experience how he felt when he saw Feng Qing's handwriting that looked like another man's.
Chapter completed!