The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 125 The Slut Is Here
Feng Zhuo's eyes are full of distress.

After so many days, how tense should his mental state be, so that he would fall asleep directly after relaxing?

At this time, the excited old man took out the flashing messenger jade pendant.

The smile on his face deepened, and he said to Feng Zhuo: "Girl, people from Lingfeng Kingdom have arrived, and they are setting up a stage at the inner gate to prepare for the Nirvana Sacrifice."

There was sparkle in Feng Zhuo's eyes, and he asked: "Senior, your natal beast is healed, how long will it take for your strength to recover?"

"It will take a few days, I don't know the details!" The old man replied.

"Then, is the real strength of senior Zi Ling?" Feng Zhuo asked again.

The old man laughed immediately, "Zi Ling? Girl, if you need help from the old man, just tell me!"

Feng Zhuo's eyelids trembled slightly, if she didn't mean to be wrong, the strength of the old man was above Zi Ling.

He should be enough to deal with what Long Jue did to the beast spirit, right?
"Senior, my good sister robbed me of something, and I want to get it back! It will be at the Nirvana Festival! At that time..." Feng Zhuo whispered softly next to the old man's ear.

The old man's eyes burst into light, "Don't worry, it's just such a small matter, it doesn't matter if my strength doesn't recover!"

At that time, I'm afraid it won't be his turn to make a move!

Feng Zhuo couldn't help clenching his hands when he got the guarantee.

This trip to Lingyunzong, she did not make a mistake!

The next day, the old man came again.

The high platform has been set up, and the Nirvana Festival is about to begin.

Moreover, the examination of Lingyun Sect's inner disciples has ended, and today is the day for new disciples to learn from their masters.

Feng Zhuo followed the old man all the way to the martial arts training ground unimpeded.

On the empty training ground, a high platform was built.

Fire-red crystals are placed around the high platform, and a raging fire is burning.

In the center of the high platform, sitting cross-legged, was a young girl wearing a bright red gauze dress and a white gauze face. She had a peaceful expression and a slight smile on her brows, obviously in a state of meditation.

Feng Zhuo looked at the figure that everyone was looking at, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

It looks pretty similar!

At this time, a group of people walked in from the gate, and Elder Lin and Elder Qin stood in line.

Feng Zhuo's eyes swept across the group of people, the seven dressed in elder costumes were obviously the elders of Lingyun Sect Qifeng.

At the end of his gaze, he landed on a familiar figure, and the smile on Feng Zhuo's lips grew even wider.

"Elder Lin, the auspicious time is coming, is the suzerain coming out soon?"

"Feng Patriarch, don't be impatient. Since the Suzerain has agreed to host the Nirvana Sacrifice, he will not break his promise!" Elder Lin comforted softly.

Feng Yuyan's willow eyebrows were tightly frowned, her face was full of anxiety, her watery eyes looked straight ahead, and said: "I'm afraid that the suzerain will have too many people and miss the auspicious time..."

"Hahaha! Patriarch Feng is overthinking!" Hearty laughter interrupted Feng Yuyan's words, and then a middle-aged man with a square face also appeared on the training ground.

Just as the anxiety on Feng Yuyan's face was replaced by a smile, she froze because of the sudden voice.

"That is, measure the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a woman!"

Feng Yuyan turned her head abruptly, her pupils shrank.

Feng Zhuo!

When she saw where Feng Zhuo was standing again, she felt alarm bells ringing in her heart, she quickly stepped in front of Feng Zhuo, raised her hand without thinking, and slapped her across the face.

Mist!

Feng Zhuo's figure moved, flashed to the old man's side at the fastest speed, and pushed the old man forward without any psychological burden.

(End of this chapter)