After Feng Qing and Qin Mufeng returned to Wancui City through the nearest teleportation array, they immediately returned to the Medicine King Valley without stopping.

Anything else is fine.

In the main hall of the Medicine King Valley, Feng Zhao gave a considerate condolences to the King of the Yuan Nanming who had lost his country, and specially asked Feng Ming to send the royal family of the Yuan Nanming Kingdom to resettle, so he had time to listen to Xiao Tai's reply.

Xiao Taigang was about halfway through what happened along the way, and a wave of spiritual power fluctuations appeared in the main hall.

Feng Gang, who was sitting in a wheelchair, felt the first thing he could do was to hold his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair. Feng Zhao's hand pressed on his shoulder.

"Brother, it's Xiaowu who is back."

Song Shi in the main hall, Nangong Liusha did not leave. When he heard Feng Zhao's words, he immediately looked at the fluctuation of spiritual power.

Sure enough, their eyes had just turned toward each other, and five-color spiritual power was cut open in the center of the spiritual power fluctuation, and a space crack that could accommodate a person passing suddenly appeared.

Then two figures, one yellow and one white, walked out of the crack in the space.

Feng Qing was a little surprised that there were so many people here. After looking around for a week, his eyes fell on Feng Gang who was sitting in a wheelchair in surprise.

"Brother!"

After she had seen Feng Gang since the Ten Punishment Land, she had never seen the other party for many years. How could Feng Qing not be surprised when she saw the other party?

Feng Qing let go of the hand that was shaking Qin Mufeng and appeared in front of Feng Gang in just a few steps.

"Brother, long time no see. Are you seriously injured? Why are you still in a wheelchair? Didn't the people in the valley treat my elder brother well?"

Feng Gang saw that Feng Qing's face, which had been cold all year round, had a little softer a little more. He reached out and pressed Feng Qing's hand, who was habitually taking her pulse, and comforted her.

"Brother is fine, they are all minor injuries, and they will be cured." Feng Gang's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Qin Mufeng behind Feng Qing: "Will you introduce me to me?"

Feng Zhao, who was standing aside, also looked Feng Qing up and down. Seeing that Feng Qing was in good health and had a vigor on her face, it was obvious that this trip to the Forest City had not suffered much, and she also let down her heart.

"Okay, I will naturally take care of my elder brother's body, so you don't have to worry so much. Since you are back, there will always be times when you can reminisce with your elder brother."

Feng Qing curled his lips at his second brother: "Second brother, I think you are jealous of my relationship with my eldest brother."

Seeing Feng Qing like this, Feng Zhao could only smile and shake her head and walk aside.

Feng Qing then obediently introduced Qin Mufeng to Feng Gang: "Brother, this is Qin Mufeng, the Lord of Cangming Pavilion, and the Regent of Southern Qin. My father has already agreed to our marriage and is your half-brother."

Seeing his elder brother looking at Qin Mufeng, he became stunned and scrutinized. Feng Qing quickly pulled his father out and shocked the scene so that his elder brother would also join the team with his own man's thimble.

Although Feng Gang heard Feng Qi responding to the marriage, he could barely say anything cold, but his eyes at Qin Mufeng were completely incompatible with his affinity.

"Since I'm back, I'll deal with the main business first. Let's talk about these private affairs later." Feng Gang said.

Feng Qing nodded obediently.

She rushed back in a hurry, but wasn't she just doing the serious business?

So there were second seats, Feng Qing sat on the first seat, and Feng Zhao sat on the second seat. Feng Zhao was next to Feng Gang sitting in the wheelchair. Qin Mufeng sat on Feng Qing's left hand, closest to Feng Qing.

Then there were three people sitting on the right, including Song Shi, Nangong Liusha and Xiao Tai.

Song Shi and Nangong Liusha both looked tired, especially Nangong Liusha's face was a little pale, and they were obviously injured.

As the person who was in charge of the overall situation before, Feng Zhao naturally couldn't hand over the home court to Feng Qing, who was not sure about the situation when Feng Qing came back, so he spoke.

"Xiao Tai, this time, your Xiao family will be in trouble. The Southern Ming royal family can successfully enter Wancui City to take refuge. Your Xiao family should be the first to be the best. When the matter is finished, the valley will discuss the merits."

Xiao Tai quickly stood up and thanked: "These are what the Xiao family should do. Being able to share worries within the valley is the matter of the Xiao family."

After Xiao Tai finished speaking, he sat back.

Feng Qing looked at it. After a while, Xiao Tai was getting more and more like a master. It seems that Xiao Tai is not far from the time he took over the Xiao family.

After listening to Xiao Tai’s report, Feng Zhao’s eyes fell on Nangong Liusha.

"The head of the Nangong family, Nanming suffered such a great disaster, and I also felt the same way as the Medicine King Valley. But the cause of this is all because of the death of the Saint of Snow City. Even if my Medicine King Valley wants to take action against the world, I am afraid that it will be a big deal.

I can't stay in Xuecheng and join forces with the other seven countries. Now, my Yaowang Valley can speak out to protect the people suffering from Southern Ming, and I hope the head of the family will understand."

Feng Zhao's words are tactful, and every sentence that takes into account the Nanming sentence has already demonstrated the righteousness of the Medicine King Valley.

How can Nangong Liusha blame Yaowang Valley?

You know, Medicine King Valley is the only one who is willing to lend a helping hand.

"The disaster in Nanming is really unfair. No one would have thought that the country of Nanming would be destroyed in the hands of a woman." Nangong Liusha had self-deprecating and resentful face, and finally they all turned into a sigh: "How is this matter?

I can blame the Valley of Medicine. If it weren't for the Valley of Medicine, my royal bloodline in the Southern Ming Dynasty would not be able to be preserved. Now I can still keep the bloodline in the royal family and keep my southern Ming Dynasty. I am grateful to Liusha. Such a great kindness will be rewarded in the future.

.”

When the Southern Ming Dynasty is destroyed, you can blame Ji Wu, Nan Ling, Xuecheng, and Beibing, but you can't blame Yaowang Valley.

Nangong Liusha's eyes were red, and his originally beautiful face also had a layer of light green stubble due to the hard work during this period, which made him look like he was several years old.

"The war begins, the most suffering of ordinary people are the ordinary people. I hope the second young master and the Yaowang Valley can come forward to discuss so that those who have captured my Nanming city will not affect ordinary people. Nangong Liusha is willing to take the Nangong family to serve the Yaowang Valley until the end of the day.

Death.”

As he said that, Nangong Liusha got up and gave a big gift to Feng Qing and Feng Zhao.

Feng Zhao glanced at Feng Qing, stood up and helped Nangong Liusha up.

"The head of the Nangong family doesn't have to do this. These things are what Yaowang Valley should do. Don't worry, I have already written a letter to Beibing, Nanling and Haicheng. I believe there will be news soon."

Nangong Liusha immediately thanked Feng Zhao again.

Feng Qing saw that Nangong Liusha's body had been overdrawn very much, and it was not an exaggeration to say that she was exhausted. She said, "The head of the Nangong family should go and rest first. Don't worry, since you have entered my Medicine King Valley, no one can move you.

No matter how much you have, you have to take care of yourself before saying it. Are you right?"

Nangong Liusha stood up, looked at Feng Qing with a complicated expression, and finally nodded.

"What the Shaogu Master said was that the quicksand then took his leave first."

"Ashi, you can send the head of the Nangong family back first. Let's talk about the others later." Feng Zhao said to Song Shi, and took out two bottles of spiritual pills and handed them to Song Shi, and told Song Shi to take Nangong Liusha.

Song Shi was also worried about his friend's health. Along the way, he knew better than anyone else that Nangong Liusha was already holding on, so he stood up to support Nangong Liusha.

"Nangong, let's go. I'll send you to rest."

After watching the two left, Feng Zhao sighed, full of complexity.
Chapter completed!