This is the best complexion she has only after taking the Qinglian Spirit Liquid.

Shi Yi was worried that her body would not be able to bear it, so he immediately came to the camp and asked someone to cook some white rice porridge, adding some tonics she gave her.

Shi Yi walked closer to the tent and walked to Chen Mengtian, who was looking at everything in the tent, "Madam, do you want to rest on the bed for a while?"

Chen Mengtian shook her head. There was still a breath that belonged to Jiang Zebei. Although it was weak, it made her feel at ease.

When Ji Xiaoyun, Feng Hui, Xu Wenzhan, Xu Wenrui, Mo Zixuan, Mo Ziye and others came in, Chen Mengtian was sitting on the seat where Jiang Zebei usually studied sand tables.

"See Madam!"

"See Madam!"

They saluted one after another, staring at Chen Mengtian's belly with straight eyes.

When Xu Wenrui informed them, everyone had already learned that the body of Jiang Zebei brought back by Xuanwu was fake.

When everyone heard this news, they were very excited and shocked.

Hearing these people's greetings, Chen Mengtian's eyes slowly raised, and she swept them lightly.

"What's the situation now? Why don't you continue to attack the Turks?"

When she came to the camp, she noticed that there was no trace of fighting in the distance, and there was no smell of blood in the air.

Ji Xiaoyun stood up, "Madam, it's not that we don't want to fight, it's really the Turks who are really cunning. They got our weapons and put them in front of the city gate. As long as our people approached, they would be bombarded. Even there was a big cannon on the city tower, and we couldn't attack now."

Chen Mengtian glanced at the other people's faces, and they all looked very bad, with anger on his face.

She asked again: "I heard that the Turkic envoys will control the wind?"

Ji Xiaoyun: "Yes! It's very strange!"

Xuanwu: "I will still be invisible."

His injuries have not been cured yet due to the bumpy journey back and forth.

Feng Hui also stood up: "The ability of the Turkic national master once made the old marquis afraid."

Chen Mengtian lowered her eyes, and she looked at the white hand that was placed on the sand tray, because she was pregnant.

She raised her hands gently, and the people in the tent witnessed a strange thing that was shocking.

Their ladies sitting on the seat, controlled the wind in the tent with one hand, gradually gathered and vortexed in their hands, and purple-blue fire flashed out of the palm of their hands with the other hand.

If you want to talk about this purple-blue flame, it was understood by Chen Mengtian when she was recuperating in Chenjia Village.

As long as she silently recites the above mantra, she can control her own power. According to medical books, only the blood of the Qinglian and the Underworld can control the fire of hell.

Since Xuanwu said that the Turkic national master could control the wind, she guessed that the national master might have adventures or practiced some magical skills, which did not belong to the ability of this world.

After halfway through the ghost doctor technique, Chen Mengtian realized that the strange power in her body was the spiritual power of the cultivator.

The spiritual power in her body was cultivated day after day, especially after drinking the Qinglian Spirit Liquid, it became more and more intense, and it could be used as you wish.

Chen Mengtian can not only control wind, hell fire, time and everything. As long as she has enough spiritual energy, anything can be controlled.

Ji Xiaoyun, Feng Hui, Xu Wenzhan, Xu Wenrui, Mo Zixuan, Mo Ziye, Zhuque, Xuanwu, Shi Yi and others all looked at Chen Mengtian in surprise and shock.
Chapter completed!