The night was slightly cool and the moon was shining. The soldiers guarding the camp yawned, worried about the emperor's injuries, but they saw two men in military uniforms coming over from afar. The soldiers straightened their eyes, and the uniforms were clearly the enemy's clothes.

"Who?" the soldier asked tentatively, trying to make the other party stop, but the other party ignored it at all, just getting closer and closer. The soldier opened his eyes wide, and before he could say the word "anti-attack" he was blocked by a golden token.

"It's me." A cold female voice came from the darkness, slightly hoarse.

The soldier glanced at the token, and then the other party took off his helmet and threw it aside casually. Only then did he identify the human figure under the faint moonlight. He hurriedly said, "It turns out to be Lord Feng, please come in quickly. The miraculous doctor has been waiting for you for a long time."

Feng Huali put away the token and followed the soldier to Bai Qiancheng's tent.

"Six-leaf spiritual ginseng is a good thing, but unfortunately he is too cold in nature. I'm afraid the emperor can't stand it..." Bai Qiancheng was looking at the medical book seriously under the candlelight. With a "slam" sound, the door curtain was suddenly unveiled, and a familiar human figure walked in quickly.

Feng Huali walked to Yan Yu's bed first to take his pulse. No surprises were enough to improve at all. Feng Huali's eyes were full of fatigue. She had to hurry along the way, and she had almost never closed her eyes.

"You're finally back," Bai Qiancheng immediately stood up, stepped forward a few steps to help help Yan Yu, who was unconscious, lying on the bed, his fingers slid across his wrist, and a flash of surprise in his eyes. In a flash, he turned around and brought a bowl of hot soup to Feng Huali, "I must have eaten all the way, right?"

Bai Qiancheng looked at Feng Huali with distress. The days of traveling made her eyebrows unable to hide her fatigue. She was now deeply blue and black: "Let's go and rest after drinking this soup, you can't get tired of your body."

"How is the emperor?" Feng Huali looked at the person on the bed worriedly, his eyes full of bloodshot because of fatigue. He had been standing before, so he didn't feel it. Now he feels very sleepy as soon as he sits down.

"Don't worry," Bai Qiancheng patted her head with a kind look, "The emperor's condition has not worsened at least. Let's have a good rest today so that we can have the energy to treat the emperor tomorrow."

Hearing his words, Feng Huali's tense nerves for several days finally relaxed a little. Feng Huali handed the prescription to Bai Qiancheng, and then the feeling of fatigue swept over, and there were bursts of darkness in front of him.

It seemed that his body had to rest. Feng Huali smiled bitterly and returned to the camp with the help of the guards. Bai Qiancheng saw her back disappearing from the door before sighing from the throat, and his eyes looked back at Yan Yu became complicated.

The next day, Feng Huali slept until noon. After waking up, he rushed straight into Bai Qiancheng's tent. At this time, Bai Qiancheng threw the medicinal materials in his hand into the medicine mortar and grind it slowly. When he saw Feng Huali, he smiled faintly: "Are you here?" Bai Qiancheng lifted his sleeves and sat down aside. He took out yesterday's prescription and handed it to Feng Huali, and signaled her to take a look.

Feng Huali took it and looked up and down for a while before he realized that the medicinal herbs were very ordinary, but there was a medicine called Feng Xue. Feng Huali asked with a tight eyebrows, "What is this Feng Xue?"

"The emperor's injuries are getting worse," Bai Qiancheng answered the question. He stood up and took down the medicine he was boiling. The sleeves had a faint fragrance. The thick medicine juice was poured into the jade bowl, scattering a bitter taste. "The wound on his back hurts the lungs, probably shaking the foundation."

He handed the bowl to Feng Huali, signaled Yan Yu on the bed, and continued, "If this prescription is to be useful, the most important thing is the medicine, that is, this phoenix blood."

Feng Huali looked at the medicinal mud and felt that Bai Qiancheng had something to say, so he waited for him to continue talking. Bai Qiancheng also became silent with rare silence, and the water on the stove was bubbling. The atmosphere in the tent was so quiet that it was weird.

Could it be that this phoenix blood is very rare, and it is only as blind as the whole world? Feng Huali looked at Bai Qiancheng's complicated eyes and felt a little uneasy: "This phoenix blood is rare?"

"It's rare, not rare." Bai Qiancheng said softly, sighing, and his eyes fell gently on Feng Huali, "Because this phoenix blood is closely related to you."

Closely related to her?

Feng Huali paused and asked, "Why?"

Bai Qiancheng took out two tea cups, poured the good tea and handed it to her, and took a sip of it himself.

Phoenix blood may be as difficult as climbing to the sky for others. But for her, if she is willing, it is nothing more than Er. The so-called Phoenix blood is formed by the strange internal force condensed on her body. Bai Qiancheng looked at the tea leaves floating in the tea cup in a complicated manner. It was just so coincidental that this Phoenix blood was the key to healing Yan Yu.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Feng Huali whispered, a trace of helplessness in his heart. If he was really as casual as he said, why would he be silent for so long before? It seems that although this phoenix blood is taken from itself, it still needs to be paid.

"That means that if you lose the blood of phoenix, your internal strength will be gone." His tone suddenly changed, his eyes staring at Feng Huali, and said word by word: "From now on, you will become a useless person who can no longer practice martial arts."

Feng Huali's internal skills have a domineering point, which is that he can only practice this kind of internal skills in his life. If he takes out the phoenix blood and dissipates all his internal skills, he will shatter many meridians in her body. After that, he will become a veritable weak woman who cannot hold her shoulders and cannot resist her.

Feng Huali's face was a little pale. Although she was ready to suffer a huge loss, she didn't expect that this would be the result. It took her so much effort to transform herself into a woman with great strength and good martial arts skills, but now she is going to completely lose it?

Not only do she have no internal skills, she can't practice martial arts again in this life. Over the years, many people have tried to bully her. If she hadn't had martial arts skills, she would have died hundreds of times. Born in this world and lost this layer of protection, what should Feng Huali use to protect herself?

Feng Huali bit her lower lip. This matter was really scary. Is it really worth it to become a weak woman in order to save the emperor? Feng Huali couldn't understand that she couldn't make any decision for a while. She said in a daze: "I have to think about this matter..."

Bai Qiancheng frowned. He thought that Li'er would not have paid such a great price to save Yan Yu, so he said it directly without any concealment. Now it seems that her entangled look really thought this way.

Bai Qiancheng hoped she knew how to weigh the pros and cons, but if she was so dedicated, she could not stop him. He sighed and said, "If you want to save him and give up martial arts, I will protect you by your side in the future."

Feng Huali glanced at Yan Yu, who was lying on the bed with white lips, and then turned around and left. She returned to the tent, sat cross-legged with her legs, and sank her consciousness into the sea of ​​spirit. Since Feng Blood was her entire internal strength, she had to discuss it with Feng Xuan.

"Feng Xuan?" Feng Huali called in a low voice, and a clear boy appeared in front of him. He had seen him as soon as possible, but when he saw Feng Huali again, he still felt that Feng Xuan's appearance was so exquisite. Feng Huali said anxiously: "I..."

As soon as she said a word, she couldn't speak again. Feng Xuan looked at the girl in front of her calmly. He rarely saw her so nervous. Only at this time could she see what she should look like at her current age.

Feng Xuan glanced at her and heard all their conversation just now. Feng Xuan was still a little moved about this, but this is really true: "If you take out the phoenix blood, all your previous practice will be ruined, and the loss of internal strength will cause great harm to your body. Not only will you never be able to practice martial arts anymore, but your body may also leave many hidden dangers."

Feng Huali staggered, with a panic in his eyes and a sense of helplessness.

After taking out the phoenix blood, she was a useless person who could no longer practice martial arts, but if she did not take out the phoenix blood, Yan Yu would undoubtedly die. Feng Huali asked in a daze, "Feng Xuan, how should I choose?"

"Of course, don't save him." Feng Xuan's voice was very clear, which really made him look like a young man under twenty years old. His answer was very calm, and he had almost no thoughts, just a subconscious answer.

Feng Huali was stunned, raised his eyes and looked at him in disbelief, unable to understand why he thought so simply. Feng Xuan seemed to be afraid that she would not hear it clearly, so he repeated it again, then shrugged and said helplessly: "If it were me, I wouldn't save him. Life is so beautiful, and it's not OK to lose internal strength and martial arts."

"And this is the most reasonable way." Feng Xuan looked at her in a concentrated manner. After all, the emperor was not considered her, so why did he spend such a big price to save him?

Yan Yu had no relationship with him, so he naturally didn't care about the other party's life and death. Feng Xuan looked at the girl in front of her, and her eyes were full of hesitation and entanglement. Feng Xuan understood that she was not thinking that way.

Feng Huali was a little speechless, and she could not tell her that she had already known clearly that she could no longer be clear. However, she still couldn't tell her that she wouldn't save him. I wonder if it was because of the kindness of her predecessor, or if she really had deep feelings for Yan Yu, in short, Feng Huali couldn't relax easily

Feng Xuan paused for a moment. He wanted to persuade him, but thought that Feng Hua must not be able to listen to anything in his current state, so he had to say lightly: "You think about it carefully." Feng Xuan sighed, with a trace of injury in his eyes.

This girl is really cruel to another degree...

Feng Xuan stopped talking and was about to turn around and go into the palace in the spiritual sea to have fun, but suddenly Feng Huali was stopped by Feng Huali behind him. Feng Xuan turned around and the other party was looking at him deeply, making Feng Xuan feel uncomfortable. Feng Huali asked, "There is no Feng Blood, what will happen to you?"
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