Chapter 978
"That broken sword has a soft tone, and he should be the one who thinks of a way." Speaking of the demon king Jian Fengsu, he was a little annoyed. The first time he failed in his life was on that broken sword. How could he think about that broken sword? Method.

"But if that sword is not just about the young master Qingyin, the ancestor said that because Xiaobai's blood lost the suppression of the Demon King Sword, you will be backbited, and the reason why Xiaobai's blood is invalid is because Because he and Miss Ning have encountered danger, and it is very likely that they will be seriously injured now."

"Is Zhao'er in trouble?"

Feng Su raised her brows and raised her voice, as if she didn't believe what Amu said. It can be seen that Amu's expression was solemn, and he didn't seem to be joking. His heart gradually sank, and he didn't care that he was recovering from a serious injury. , and hurried to Fengxi's courtyard.

"Great-grandfather," Feng Xi was discussing with Feng Yu, Feng Ming, and Feng Qingzi in the room how to purify Xiao Bai's blood so as to rescue Xiao Bai from the predicament. But his eyes only fell on Feng Xi's face.

"Great-grandfather, please save Zhao'er," he said, throwing off his robe and kneeling directly in front of Feng Xi, his face full of anxiety.

Feng Xi didn't speak, carefully discerning the expression on Feng Su's face, but Feng Ming was the first to jump out, "You bastard, didn't you see that your father is here? You will die if you say hello."

"And your old man's old man is here too!" Feng Yu was not to be outdone.

Feng Su didn't even raise her eyelids, "Qingyin is here, if you feel a little full, you can ask him to practice two moves."

The implication is that if Feng Ming and Feng Yu are full and have nothing to do, they can beat Qing Yin.

These words were obviously inappropriate, but no one objected, Qingyin yelled, "You can't cross the river and tear down the bridge. I just told Master that he should save Ning Zhao."

Qingyin tried her best to save her, trying to minimize the critical blow she might receive next.

Feng Su reminded him coolly, "I will settle the score with you slowly, but there is one thing I must tell you, if Zhao'er loses another hair, I will beat you to death and remake you." .”

The merciless words without the slightest leeway caused Qingyin to hide behind her master in fright, but Feng Su's expression remained unchanged.

"What are you hiding, you bastard, stand in front of your brother and let him beat you up."

With a smile, Feng Qingzi pulled out the apprentice behind him, pushed him in front of Feng Su, and signaled Feng Su to beat him up at will.

At the same time, he still didn't forget to gossip, "That Ah Su, you are really in love, great, great!"

Feng Su wanted to know Ning Zhao's current situation wholeheartedly, and was worried that Ning Zhao's danger would increase if she was delayed, so she looked at Feng Xi anxiously, hoping to get his words.

He didn't have much thought to deal with Feng Yu, Feng Ming, and Feng Qingzi's gags.

Fortunately, Feng Xi didn't make him wait long, "A Su, don't worry, we have already discussed it, and we can start right away when you recover."

Feng Su was a little overjoyed, "There's no need to wait, let's start right away."

"But your body..."

"My body doesn't matter. With great-grandfather and you guys around, I can't die. But if Zhao'er doesn't have help, it's very likely that I won't be able to come back."

Thinking that Ning Zhao was injured in a place she couldn't see, Feng Su gave Qingyin another hard look. If he hadn't jumped out suddenly, how could she let Ning Zhao go to Yunzhou City by herself, and now her life and death are even more uncertain .

(End of this chapter)

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