Feng Qing stretched out her right hand just now, but her left hand did not move. Everyone present was concerned about Feng Jue, so naturally they would not find Feng Qing deliberately covering up the injuries on her body.

She was worried about Feng Jue's situation and came immediately, and she didn't have to change her clothes.

Feng Zhiliang said something, and everyone else looked at Feng Qing.

"I'm injured? Wu Meitu, where is it injured?" Feng Yu turned his head and looked at Feng Qing at the first time, and reached out to grab Feng Qing's hand through the cloak: "Why do you wear a feather on your body? Take it off quickly and let the three of you

Uncle, see how the injury is?"

Feng Jin also stared at Feng Qing up and down, and then breathed a sigh of relief when Feng Qing's face was not ugly.

Feng Xu also looked at Feng Qing worriedly.

Feng Qing smiled, took a step back and avoided Feng Yu's hand, stretched out his hand and touched Feng Zhiliang's little head.

"Fighting will always hurt a little. Since I can come here, there is nothing wrong." Feng Qing stretched out his hand and let Feng Zhiliang hold him: "Since there is nothing wrong, I will go back to Qingyuan first. Uncle Wu has this

Any time to inform me of what is happening."

Feng Yu and the others still wanted to speak, but Feng Qing had already taken Feng Zhiliang tore the crack in the space and left, leaving Feng Yu helplessly shook his head.

"This girl, this temperament is exactly the same as that guy Feng Qi!"

Feng Jin curled his lips slightly: "You are also of this kind. Since Xiao Wu said nothing is wrong, it is really nothing. She is not the one who will joke with her own body."

Feng Yu could only nodded and looked at Feng Jue again, while paying close attention to whether the quality of the spiritual medicinal materials sent by the medicine boy below was perfect.

When Feng Qing returned to Qingyuan, she smelled a faint fragrance of medicine.

Mu Yunwen had already set up a small stove in Qingyuan and was cooking medicine. Feng Yi was just bringing a portion of food in.

When Feng Qing and Feng Zhiliang appeared, Feng Yi and Mu Yunwen both saluted Feng Qing.

Fengqing walked straight into the house.

"Aliang, you are watching the medicine stove in these little muses."

“Yes, Master.”

Seeing Feng Qing coming into the room alone, Feng Yi quickly said, "Miss, Feng Yi will accompany you."

"Need not."

Seeing Feng Qing close the door, Feng Yi frowned, with a worried expression.

"Oh, don't worry." Mu Yunwen saw Feng Yi's thoughts and took the initiative to persuade: "Young Master and the Young Master don't like to be served by others. You have woken up, nothing is wrong.

”

Even if the Lord Shang’s face was a little severely injured, I don’t know if the Young Master would dislike it.

You know, the young master said in person that she chose to be with the Lord because she was deceived by beauty.

"This, you carry it." Feng Yi stuffed the medicinal porridge in his hand into Mu Yunwen's hand, turned around and left.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"I heard that Xiao Tai is injured, so I'll go and have a look. Remember to give the porridge to His Highness the Prince."

"Hey, I'll go too?"

Seeing Feng leave Qingyuan's yard, Mu Yunwen was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, holding the plate in his hand and stomping his feet hard.

Feng Zhiliang saw Mu Yunwen's anxiety and took the fire-flaming fan and the tray from Mu Yunwen very considerately: "Mr. Xiaomu, just leave it to Aliang here. Aliang will decoct medicine."

Mu Yunwen blinked and looked at Aliang who was not yet tall enough to reach his chest, and immediately showed a bright smile: "Good Aliang, you are indeed the most caring and good child. Don't worry, I'll go and come back soon

of."

As he said that, Mu Yunwen touched Aliang's head and disappeared.

Only Aliang was left in the yard, and Feng Qing had no idea about it.

She closed the door and walked towards the inner room. She happened to see Qin Mufeng changing clothes, without any concern that the wound on her body would hurt due to scratches on her clothes.

"etc!"

Feng Qing walked over quickly and held Qin Mufeng's movement: "Why don't you let someone take medicine?"

Feng Qing saw the wound on Qin Mufeng's right side and his chest felt stuffy and painful: "Take off your clothes."

Qin Mufeng turned his head slightly and grabbed Feng Qing's trembling hand: "Do you feel sorry?"

Feng Qing swallowed and bit her lip without answering, and directly wanted to pull out her hand from Qin Mufeng's hand. Unexpectedly, Qin Mufeng groaned and Feng Qing didn't dare to move immediately.

"Did you hurt?" Feng Qing immediately stretched his neck and looked at Qin Mufeng's shoulders and face, while blowing air on the bloody wound.

Seeing that Feng Qing did not move anymore, Qin Mufeng was concerned about him, and sighed secretly: "Qingqing, protecting you is my instinct. If you are angry about it, I will feel even more painful."

This is because of his injury and Feng Qing’s heartache, and he is eager to ask Feng Qing not to get angry.

Feng Qing refused to look at Qin Mufeng's deep gaze, and only gently pulled out his hand, flipped his hand and took out a bag of Lingquan water: "With me here, you won't leave scars. But if you don't cooperate with me, let me treat it.

, you may not be able to recover your face. Humph."

Feng Qing hummed lightly in this life, obviously she didn't have much anger anymore.

Qin Mufeng then turned white and took off the inner clothes he had just put on.

Qin Mufeng has an impeccable good skin, fair skin, and can be seen with vaguely blue veins, smooth muscle lines, and abdominal muscles that are still clearly visible in a relaxed state.

On weekdays, Feng Qing is often greedy for this body, but today she saw Qin Mufeng's terrifying wounds on his right arm, collarbone, chest, half of his neck and half of his face, and only her eyes were filled with pain.

Feng Qing took a deep breath.

How could she not feel distressed?

She is a demigod body. Even if Ling Xiaofeng closes her and self-destructs, she will carry down all the self-destructive power. At most, she will suffer some injuries and will not take long to fully recover. But what about Qin Mufeng?

Even if she has so many elixirs, Lingquan, and top medical skills, she cannot guarantee that Qin Mufeng will not leave scars.

Moreover, this flesh and blood pain is not something that ordinary people can tolerate.

Even she will take two or three months to treat Qin Mufeng.

Feng Qing carefully controlled the spiritual water to control the spiritual spring water to clean the terrifying wounds on Qin Mufeng's body bit by bit. During this process, she saw that Qin Mufeng's pale face was sweating. The trace of anger that arose in her heart caused by heartache

It also disappeared.

"You know I feel sorry for Master Qi. You are not me. My body can recover quickly, but you can't."

The more he saw the wound on Qin Mufeng's body, the more Feng Qing wanted to revive Ling Xiaofeng and crush his bones and ashes again.

She definitely needs Nan Ling to be completely destroyed to relieve her anger!

Qin Mufeng kept looking at Feng Qing slightly.

"Even if the body of the demigod can help you recover quickly, you still have to bear the pain. Qingqing, even if it is a little bit, I don't want to see you get hurt."

If you want to hurt him, Qingqing can only step past his body first!
Chapter completed!