Chapter 44: Rue Xiang Was Robbed Three: Substitute with Dan

When everyone basically gathered in front of her, Feng Xingying didn't speak.

"One pill for washing marrow, just exchange it and not sell it."

"What does the girl want to change?" Someone immediately responded.

"One person, my maid, her name is Yunxiang." Feng Xingying knew that Feng Yuelu had come prepared, could it be that there was nothing she could do about Feng Xingying?

"Is there a picture?"

"Yes." Feng Xingying took out the prepared portrait, but the simple strokes she used showed Yun Xiang's appearance and charm.

Looking at Yunxiang who was smiling like she was shouting 'Miss' in the painting, Feng Xingying felt a burst of heartache.

Although Yunxiang was an orphan she picked up from the roadside when she was a child, she has always been very loyal. She suffered a lot with the original master who was incompetent, and was often bullied by other servants of the Feng family.

But she never blamed Feng Xingying. After Feng Xingying disappeared, in the huge Feng family, except for the grandmother who went out to do errands, only Yunxiang was worried about her.

At the moment when she was held by Yunxiang, Feng Xingying's icy heart had already recognized her, a relative, not a servant.

Not to mention a pill for washing the marrow, Feng Xingying was also willing to take out all her pills in exchange for Yun Xiang's life.

Feng Xingying is very accurate in controlling people's hearts, a pill of washing marrow is enough for a small adventure group to work for her.

She doesn't believe that the power in Yuelu's hand can withstand an adventure group.

Unexpectedly, after the portrait of Rue Xiang was unfolded, these adventurers seemed to have seen a ghost, and they shook their heads and left one by one.

In front of Feng Xingying, there was only a piece of wooden sign left in a deserted place. It was actually empty in an instant?

Feng Xingying's eyes narrowed.

It seemed that this time, she underestimated Feng Yuelu's means.

What kind of backer can she find?

The power that can make all adventurers fear is not easy. At least the dignified Dali Crown Prince Nangong Chu couldn't do it.

Feng Xingying was not in a hurry, just continued to wait quietly.

Since Feng Yuelu had left a letter to invite her, she would definitely appear.

"Clap clap clap."

The person who was supposed to come has finally arrived.

He was sitting in a wheelchair in a red dress, with long hair hanging down at his waist, beautiful facial features, slightly raised lips with a hint of charm and enchanting, and a face even more beautiful than Feng Xingying.

The only thing that didn't match his temperament was the snow-white fat cat in his arms. Thanks to Feng Xingying's excellent medical skills, he also recognized that it was a cat.

This cat has reached a certain level of fatness. It is bigger than the average little leopard. It is completely white and clean. It curled up into a ball and curled up on the lap of the man in red. It really looks like a big pillow.

Behind him, the person pushing the wheelchair was Feng Yuelu with a bright face.

Feng Yuelu was not wearing a veil, her face that was forcibly destroyed by Feng Xingying had completely recovered.

She must not have the sky-high medical skills like Feng Xingying, the only explanation is - Tianjing Jade Rongdan!

The man looked up and down at Feng Xingying, his eyes full of killing intent.

Feng Xingying also looked at him, but in his mind he was remembering, why is this person so familiar?

"You ruined Lu'er's face?" His voice was very gentle. It was obviously a question, but it was like a gentle gust of wind.

"So what?" Feng Xingying raised an eyebrow.

"Do you know that she is my Ji Jue's person? The person who dares to touch me, have you thought about how to die?"

Feng Xingying didn't answer, just stared at him quietly.

He is very strong, very powerful, and his prestige among adventurers is obviously very strong.

"Brother Jue, you have to decide for me, Feng Xingying is always bullying me in the Feng family because of her beauty, you see, she was the one who whipped me with a whip! I'm all wounded.

If I hadn't met Brother Jue, no one would know that I was killed by her. "

Feng Yuelu's eyes were full of fog, and he lifted a sleeve, revealing half of his forearm, showing an exaggerated whip mark.

Feng Xingying shook her head helplessly, her acting skills were too poor.

After so many days, with Feng Yuelu's spiritual physique, the whip was just a flesh wound, and it would leave no scars in two days. Can you stay until now?

Even if you pretend she can't be professional, how hard is it to get a real welt?

To actually wipe out the whip marks with potion... Can anyone with a discerning eye see it at a glance?

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