Chapter 1279: Sprout
In the side hall, Feng Chen and the realm lord chatted while drinking.
Not long after Chu Xu left, the realm master looked at Feng Chen apologetically while playing with the wine glass, and said, "Feng Xiaoyou, don't take offense about what happened today!"
"I didn't take it to heart!" Feng Chen said lightly.
he added in his mind, for they will all be tormented.
The Lord of the Wilderness Realm was relieved when he heard his words. He was afraid that Feng Chen would be disgusted by what happened today, and there would be a gap in cooperation with Chu Xu.
However, the Wilderness Realm Lord did not expect that the matter between Chu Xu and Hongluan was calculated by Feng Chen. Instead, he supposedly thought that Chu Xu made such a move in order to gain the support of the Hong family.
"I also want to retreat for a few days recently, so I don't need the three princes to accompany me for the time being." Feng Chen raised his head and said.
The Wilderness Realm Lord sighed in his heart, it seems that Feng Chen's sense of Chu Xu has deteriorated, but he doesn't want to force it.
"Okay, Xiaoyou Feng is in retreat. After you and Girl Yu leave the customs, we are slowly discussing dealing with the branch of the Temple of Shadows."
Feng Chen nodded: "Okay!"
Judging from today's events, the Lord of the Wilderness Realm has nothing to do with the Hong family and their Chu Xu, let alone the inside story, but Feng Chen still doesn't plan to tell Yu Qingqian's involvement in the ghost face sorcery for the time being.
He still needs to collect more evidence.
The two drank and chatted for a while before Feng Chen left the side hall.
Chu Xu is more thoughtful in his work, even if he suspects that what happened tonight was designed by Feng Chen, he still allows Chu Ruo to stay and send people back.
Returning to the bedroom, Feng Chen walked over to the bed after washing, quietly looking at Yu Qingqian who was still unconscious, tightly holding her hand and kissing her again.
"Qianqian, today I..." Feng Chen repeated what happened tonight, put Yu Qingqian's hand on his lips, and kissed again.
Feeling that Yu Qingqian's body was much colder, his face became paler and paler, Feng Chen endured the sourness in his heart and the pain of tugging, hugged the person tightly in his arms, and kept calling "Qianqian!"
The temperature passed from Feng Chen's body to Yu Qingqian little by little.
Yu Qingqian's consciousness was no longer clear, and he was deeply immersed in the dense screaming noise. The barrier established by the effect of mental power was constantly impacted by the ghost face, and it was much weaker.
In the sea of knowledge, Yu Qingqian's soul also dimmed a lot.
Yu Qingqian seemed to be immersed in darkness, imprisoned in an airtight manner, and his consciousness sank little by little, as if he was about to disappear at any time.
Suddenly, a sad and firm magnetic male voice penetrated into the darkness, as if the Sanskrit sound had pulled her gradually sinking consciousness back.
The sea of consciousness that was already blank was awakened by this familiar voice, and the scenes from birth began to form images and played back in my mind.
Yu Jing, Feng Chen, Sheng Moran, Feng Li and other figures constantly form a distinct picture scroll unfolding in Yu Qing's shallow sea of knowledge.
Suddenly, Yu Qingqian's soul, which had been dimmed a lot, regained a trace of brilliance, and the mental power that had been weakened by the impact quickly re-condensed and became thicker and stronger, directly screaming the limelight. The ghost face turned back.
"Shallow! Shallow!"
With the call of deep love and distress, Yu Qingqian subconsciously wanted to grasp something, the wood-type powers that had been stagnant gradually spread all over the body to repair, and re-rooted and sprouted ready to break out at any time.