Living With the School Flower: The Master of Flirtation

  Leng Xuan glanced at Xiuxiu next to him, the little girl looked at her master's body with a pale face, and her eyes had lost all hope. When her eyes touched Leng Xuan, a trace of panic flashed across her eyes. Leng Xuan sighed softly and said, "Let's go."

   After following Feng Ji to a spacious bedroom, Feng Ji immediately called several disciples and asked them to properly place Bai Fang's body and bury it in two days. Then, she looked at Xiuxiu, who was in a panic, and said, "You are Xiao Qinger's sister, and her life and death are unpredictable now, so I will not embarrass you. From today, you are not a disciple of our Five Colors School, you Go back and pack your clothes, go down the mountain, and never come back again. If your sister can be saved, I will tell her about you." After speaking, she turned her head and stopped paying attention to Xiuxiu. There is a touch of sadness and sadness.

   Xiuxiu had a complicated look in her eyes after hearing this. She looked at Mu Qingqing, who had fallen into a coma, gritted her teeth lightly, and turned to leave the bedroom. Leng Xuan looked at her actions and shook his head slightly. She chose to leave at this time, which means that she has completely abandoned the sister relationship with Mu Qingqing.

  Leng Xuan walked to Mu Qingqing's side and asked Feng Ji, "Master of the wind door, do you know what type of poison Mu Qingqing is in? Is there a chance to help her detoxify it?"

Feng Ji shook her head and said helplessly: "In terms of poisoning, my junior sister and I are similar. But over the years, I have been busy managing the sect, and her time has been spent on researching poisoning, so She is a bit better at poison than me. I need to check the poison she's newly developed. But, to be honest, I'm not sure I can save Xiao Qing'er." Having said this, she couldn't help but sigh.

Leng Xuan said in a deep voice, "Master of the wind door, if you need any help, feel free to speak. I..." Before he could finish speaking, his knees suddenly softened and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he responded quickly and timely. He grabbed the bedpost beside him. Feeling the weakness and soreness coming from all over his body, he couldn't help but let out a wry smile, and the side effect of weeping and blood finally broke out.

   Fengji saw him like this, and immediately asked with concern: "Brother Leng, are you alright? Did you get hurt when I started fighting with my junior sister? Do you want me to call a doctor from the sect to help you take a look?"

  Leng Xuan waved his hand and said, "No need, I have a way to treat it myself. Wind Gate Master, can you arrange a quiet room for me?"

   "No problem, I'll ask someone to take you there." After speaking, Feng Ji immediately called two disciples. Leng Xuan said thanks, and then said: "Master of the wind door, from now until this time tomorrow, don't let anyone disturb me, otherwise it will affect my recovery."

   "Don't worry, I'll let you know, you rest well." With Feng Ji's assurance, Leng Xuan left the bedroom under the leadership of the two disciples. Not far, he came to a quiet courtyard with an elegant wooden house. After Leng Xuan entered the house, he asked the two disciples to do a favor and got him a big wooden bucket. After that, he closed the door.

   Taking out the storage bottle from his arms, Leng Xuan poured the hot spring water containing spiritual power into the wooden barrel, then took off his corroded clothes and sat in the wooden barrel. Feeling the nourishment of the spiritual power in the water, Leng Xuan only felt warm all over. He let out a breath, closed his eyes, and started the Jiuyang Divine Casting Technique with all his strength.