Ao Yan finally remembered what happened that night.

He explained what happened that night to Feng Wuxin, Jiang Qingmo and others clearly, and focused on how brave the woman in black, the man in black, and himself were.

Although there are many loopholes, the woman named Ji Lan made everyone frown.

"Do you finish these medicines."

Feng Wuxin fed the medicine himself, and Ao Yan felt so happy. Even though the medicine in the bowl was so bitter that it made people frown, a certain prince still drank it as sweet dew.

Jiang Qingmo passed by, but didn't look at Ao Yan's dirty expression.

But the man in black and woman in black described in this guy's words have to make people feel more attentive.

The man in black obviously would not have hurt Feng Wuxin, otherwise he would not have seriously injured Ji Lan.

But what hatred does that woman named Ji Lan have with Feng Wuxin? Is the dream of invading Feng Wuxin in the night for the sake of the immortality?

Intuition tells Jiang Qingmo that this matter is definitely not simple.

After taking care of Aoyan, Feng Wuxin had to get up and go to the Dongfang family to treat Dongfang Lan's legs. After giving some instructions, Jiang Qingmo and Xue Yunhan were worried that Feng Wuxin would go alone.

"Don't worry, if you have a second senior brother here, you will naturally take care of Your Highness, so don't worry."

Qian Chu signaled Feng Wuxin not to worry, just stay and take care of Qian Chu.

"Thank you, my second senior brother."

Feng Wuxin and the other two left the Yuxian Tower and went to Dongfang's home for routine business. Jiang Qingmo and Xue Yunhan talked to the Dongfang clan leader about the murder and entered the city. Feng Wuxin gave Dongfang Lan acupuncture. He performed acupuncture once a day. Dongfang Lan's body had to live in toxins for a long time and had been adapted to this numb feeling. Once the toxins were completely eliminated, any slight slight movements in the outside world, Dongfang Lan would feel hundreds of times pain. Coupled with the torture of the spell, it would be certain.

However, life is worse than death.

Therefore, when you have cleared the last bit of toxin, you must also talk about spells to break them.

But how could such a powerful spell be easily unlocked? If the person who made the spell personally untie the spell, others should not act rashly, otherwise it would hurt Dongfang Lan, otherwise it would have all kinds of unimaginable consequences.

"I will start to lift the spell for you in three days."

"Thank you."

The pain in his legs was already a great gift for Dongfang Lan. Now that he thought of himself standing up, the excitement in his heart was even more unspeakable.

It was still evening when they left the Dongfang family. The head of the Dongfang family was already a banquet to entertain everyone, but there was still a sick person in the Yuxian Tower, so the three of them did not stay at the Dongfang family to prepare to leave for the Yuxian Tower.

But shortly after the three of them left the Dongfang family, a group of people intercepted Feng Wuxin and others' way.

These people were dressed as disciples of Dongji Xianshan, who would the man in white be if he was not Luo Yujun?

"Oh, what's this for? Want to fight?"

Jiang Qingmo held his shoulders and smiled at the group of wine bags in front of him. The group of candids in Dongji Xianshan were only capable of this.

Xue Yun, who was standing beside Jiang Qingmo and Feng Wuxin, looked at the group of people in Dongji Xianshan coldly. There was no big difference in his eyes about the grudges.

However, the place where Diyun Mountain finally taught him his career, and the senior brothers gave me one thing: Anyone who encounters Dongji Xianshan will be beaten to death, and Diyun Mountain will be responsible for the death.

As for Feng Wuxin, he looked at the people in front of him with a pair of blood-red eyes. He wanted to settle the score during the battle on the Tianlist, but he didn't expect that these people could not help but take the initiative to die. OK!

"Feng Wuxin, hand over the Eternal Life Skills, we can spare you."

Sure enough, these idiots came for the Eternal Life Skill. At that time, the third elder could not do anything to Feng Wuxin and others. Do these idiots think that Luo Yujun can really take them to take the Eternal Life Skill from Feng Wuxin?

More than 20 people from Dongji Xianshan, who were Luo Yujun, blocked Feng Wuxin and the other two. When others saw this attitude, they knew that they were going to fight. In order to prevent blood from splattering all over the body, they fled one after another. Those who could run away could run away and hide, for fear that they would affect them.

"The Eternal Life Strategy? You are worthy of it."

Didn’t Feng Wuxin laugh at these people, and did a group of people who really thought they could take the Changsheng Art from their hands? What would it be if they added Luo Yujun?

Yes, during the Seven Kingdoms, she admitted that she was not Luo Yujun's opponent. If the fight really started at that time, Jiang Guo would have to be crushed.

But now is different from the past. She has been in the east and the west for thirty years. She wants to see what progress Luo Yujun has made in four years.

"Feng Wuxin."

At this time, Luo Yujun, who was from Dongji Xianshan, opened his mouth.

Neither Luo Yujun nor Feng Wuxin expected to meet again at the Dongfang family.

But the enemy finally has to meet and solve each other's problems. Now is the best time to solve the problem.

"As long as you hand over the Eternal Life Skill and the White Dragon Ball, I won't hurt you."

"Luo Yujun, you're afraid you're a fool."

Feng Wuxin looked at the arrogant and arrogant Luo Yujun with his blood-red eyes up and down. He thought he was like she was four years ago. It was so funny.

"I was not afraid of you in Jiang Guo four years ago, let alone now."

Feng Wuxin's words have already explained everything. If you want to take the Changsheng Art from her, it depends on whether you, Luo Yujun, have the ability.

"Okay, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Since you said Chu like this, I will let you know what the gap in power is."

The fighting spirit of both sides aroused, and Luo Yujun slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand. At this time, more than 20 disciples from Dongji Xianshan had already formed a formation to deal with the three men of Feng Wuxin, Jiang Qingmo and Xue Yunhan.

Among the three, there were two disciples of Diyun Mountain and one of them was the leader of Wuji Mountain. But even so what? The Zhuxian Formation of Dongji Xianshan was not a joke.

After thinking about it, the disciples of Dongji Xianshan set up the Zhuxian Formation. As the name suggests, even if the gods are trapped in the formation, they will find it difficult to escape, let alone the three people in front of them.

"Kill!"

Luo Yujun's order fell, the Zhuxian formation was opened, and the sword lights and sword shadows kept flashing in the formation.

"Be careful, this is the Zhuxian Formation. Although it is not of much use, it is better to be careful."

Jiang Qingmo didn't care much about this formation of immortals or not. He just had more than twenty wine bags, so what was there to worry about?

The night is filled with Dongji City.

At this moment, a contest between Dongji Xianshan and Diyun Mountain Wuji Mountain is about to take place on the streets.

But just now, the wind suddenly broke out in the windless night sky, and the sound mixed with the wind was like a wailing ghost crying echoed in everyone's ears. The strong demonic energy came overwhelmed and instantly engulfed everyone.
Chapter completed!