"Get up! What are you doing in a daze?" Feng Jiu stepped forward and took a look at him. Seeing blood oozing from his forehead, he frowned and helped him up: "I'll help you bandage." So, led him to the stall.

The crowd watching the excitement scattered around as those people left. Some people who had thought that there was excitement to watch saw the young man in brocade kowtow, and the other was just like a beggar, so they didn’t let them go. In mind.

At the stall, Feng Jiu simply put medicine on him to bandage the wound, and then said: "If you can't beat it, you can hide. Fortunately, this is just a small wound. If it gets deep, it will be troublesome."

"They are all secretly recruiting, otherwise how could I fall?" Zhu Yue said, angrily said: "I must tell my father about this when I return."

Feng Jiu rolled her eyes, poured a cup of tea and drank it, watching the lady at the stall set up food, her eyes lit up: "I know these snacks taste good."

As he spoke, he moved his chopsticks to eat.

In the restaurant over there, the shopkeeper hesitated and asked Xiao Er to send them a roast suckling pig. After smelling the fragrant smell, the two of them swallowed their saliva, pinched their chopsticks, and ate a big mouthful. Up.

After eating at the stall, the two went to an inn to take a bath and rest.In the guest room, Feng Jiu tuned his breath cross-legged, and after cultivating for a while, he took out the flower-like essence from the space.

"Tweet!"

When the little thing saw her, it touched her palm affectionately, letting her knead it, still blinking a pair of clear eyes staring at her.

Refining?

She thought for a while, took the Yuan Ling back into the space, and lay down on the bed.I have only heard of spiritual refining from the old woman's mouth, and never heard of it anywhere else, how exactly does it work?

I closed my eyes and meditated. When my spiritual sense touched the blue lotus seed at the pubic area, I couldn't help but startled slightly: I didn't pay attention, but at this time I saw that it seemed that the breath of life was weakened a lot?Even the light is darker?

As she was thinking, she suddenly heard something on the roof, and she listened slightly.It was the sound of footsteps. Although extremely light, she could still hear her cultivation base.

However, seeing the sound passing from her roof to other places, she didn't care about it.In this world, it is strange to be peaceful. As for things that do not concern her, she is better off.

Thinking of this, she continued to fall asleep, but when an exclamation came out, she twisted her eyebrows and jumped up and went out.

"Ah! Little beggar save me!"

That was Zhu Yue's voice. Maybe it was after eating and sleeping. This voice also sounded louder and a little bit more angry.However, his current situation is not so good, he is being framed by two men in black, stepping on the roof and about to leave.

"Don't catch me!"

"You have a lot of troubles." Feng Jiu's voice appeared in the night, looking at Zhu Yue who was framed by two men in black, and he couldn't help but sigh: Sure enough, you can't be a good person. This is really trouble. what!

And looking at these people in front of you, aren't they the same people in the evening?So she asked: "Why are you here again? It's your son's order again?"

"Hmph! Do you dare to say! Did you use the silver needle to count my son?" One of the guards hummed coldly, and stared at Feng Jiu with an angry look: "It is because of you that my son is detained now. Go!"