phoenix sky

Chapter 677 Treatment (Eleventh)

A red light flashed in Feng Jingtian's eyes, he raised his eyes, his blood-red eyes fixed on the woman in front of him, his tone was so firm.

"I will never forget you, and I will never hurt you!"

The man's gaze was so firm that Mu Ruyue was stunned for a moment, and then smiled slightly: "I hope... so..."

……

The breeze was blowing, and on the mountain surrounded by clouds and mist, the skirts of the clothes were lightly lifted. The woman raised her eyes and stared at the infiltrated sky in front of her, her tone was as cold as ice.

"You Lan, has she also come to the Immortal Doctor School?"

You Lan half-kneeled on the ground, and said respectfully: "Young master, the woman named Mu Ruyue has indeed come to the fairy doctor's school, but Ye Wuchen is not by her side, and she is with a man named Feng Jingtian." The man met, and that man seemed to look at her differently..."

The corner of the woman's lips curled up coldly: "Since she's here, he must be not far away. You Lan, don't shoot her yet. I can't expose myself too much yet."

"Yes, young master," You Lan seemed to have thought of something, and continued, "Young master, the sect master is back?"

"Well, I see." The woman nodded lightly, without any superfluous expression.

She just borrowed this body, and she doesn't have any feelings for the mother of this body, and she only wants this talent and such a powerful influence as the Immortal Medicine Sect...

"Young master," You Lan said after a moment of hesitation, "The master of the sect seems to be receiving a distinguished guest. I seem to have heard that this guest is the master of the Immortal Medicine Sect, that is, the son of that lord. The true master of the Immortal Medicine Sect! If you can make friends with him, it may be more beneficial to you, sir."

The woman fell silent, and it took a long time before she raised her icy face, her voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze the blood in one's whole body.

"I see, you go down first, I'll go and see who that person is later."

……

In the luxurious hall, as soon as the woman stepped in, she saw the man sitting on the first seat. Even if she had seen such a handsome man as Ye Wuchen, after seeing the man in front of her, her eyes still showed surprise. color.

If Ye Wuchen is the kind of evil and noble man who is like Shura, but what he sees in front of him can be described as extraordinary and free from vulgarity.

She has never seen a person who can be so untainted by the world, as cold as the fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

A silver thread fluttered in the wind, across that fair to almost transparent face.The man's slender fingers lightly hold the cup in front of him, even the movements of drinking tea are so graceful and moving.

He and Ye Wuchen are two people with different temperaments, but they are equally perfect.

However, the astonishment was only fleeting, and the woman came back to her senses.

To her, Ye Wuchen's evil, charming and cruel man like Shura can attract her, but the person in front of her is too cold and fairy-like, giving people an unreal feeling.

What's more, a fairy-like man usually doesn't get blood on his hands, and a man who is too clean is not what she loves...

However, a man like this can also be pleasing to the eye.

The fairy-like man raised his head slightly, and cast his eyes on the woman standing below, his eyes were full of coldness, no longer the gentleness he had when facing Mu Ruyue.

"Feng'er, you're back?" The middle-aged woman sitting on the man's seat suddenly got up, and introduced with a smile, "Let me introduce you, this is Murong Qingchu, Mr. Murong..."
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ps: Chapter [-], all the four shifts owed will be made up. In addition, a few complaints, some people say that I have less in the third and fourth shifts, less in the sixth and seventh shifts, and less in the tenth shift. Since it doesn’t matter how much I have more It’s all less, so I might as well go back to three or four again, it’s all the same anyway, some are even worse, I don’t care how many chapters I’ve written, I’ll just say I’ve updated three or four chapters, well, I really don’t know why The number of chapters I clicked = = I only have so many more, do I really want to recover so many. . . . .

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