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Chapter 1622 The Phoenix Clan: Who Can Hold It?(1/2)

Two quarters of an hour later, Feng Jiuer and others took Chen Hong to Yuan Lei's residence.

The two mountains that were burned last night were the mountains used by mine personnel to grow medicinal herbs.

If a mineman is wealthy and powerful, and has many friends, he will be warned early on that the battle will come.

Therefore, he ran away with his family in advance, leaving the mansion empty.

This place became the temporary residence of Feng Jiuer and others in Huangsong Village.

Fortunately, this place is quite big and can accommodate many people.

As soon as Feng Jiuer entered the courtyard, Yang Sheng hurried back after receiving the news.

"Jiu'er."

Yang Sheng called softly and quickly stopped.

Before Feng Jiuer entered the palace, she stopped in the courtyard and looked back at Yang Sheng.

"What's going on?"

Yang Sheng took a breath and said: "The fire has been put out, but as you said, we are worried that the fire will come back to life, so we still have many brothers guarding the mountain."

"How about the medicine?"

Feng Jiuer's anxious voice sounded again.

"It's probably half burned."

Yang Sheng responded.

"How many more?"

Feng Jiuer asked.

"There is another batch, which is not enough."

Yang Sheng's breathing finally became calmer and he was able to stand upright and said.

He was running over just now, and after stopping, he kept bending over slightly and panting.

"But I heard from my brother that there should be time for planting. It's better than nothing."

Yang Sheng added.

"How many people were sacrificed?"

Feng Jiuer glanced at the woman tied on the horse with some seriousness.

"Eighteen brothers."

Yang Sheng's mood suddenly became heavy.

"More than a dozen houses were burned down, and 310 people died."

Everything is caused by those drugs.

Feng Jiuer closed her eyes and her heart throbbed.

Jianyi reached out and took her little hand.

Feng Jiuer opened her eyes and looked up at him.

"You know now that there are still a lot of things you should do, don't you?"

"There are still a lot of people like Chen Hong in this world. We can't eliminate them all, and we can't let them go if we meet them."

"Um."

Jian nodded.

Feng Jiuer withdrew her hand from his and gently patted the back of his palm.

"Come with me for a walk later."

Jian Yi needs to do more things so that he doesn't have time to think about things.

Now is the time for employment, and there are many things to do. It may not be easy for Jian Daxia to have some leisure time.

Feng Jiuer took everyone to the back mountain to extinguish sparks, collect herbs, and reclaim wasteland for planting.

She and Jian Yi also went to appease the people whose houses were damaged and whose families were killed.

It wasn't until dark that they left Huangsong Village and returned to the other side of the river with Chen Hong and the herbs.

Back to the original place, Feng Jiuer didn't have any time to relax.

After they asked Chen Hong to hand it over to Yue Jianfei and his wife, they brought the herbal medicine to the pharmacy.

Two other herbs were also sent back.

I have all the materials and am ready to start my first pharmaceutical attempt.

Everyone was busy until midnight before leaving.

Feng Jiuer asked everyone to go back and rest and come back early tomorrow, but many people left.

"Jiu'er, I'll go over first."

Little Cherry packed her things and stood up.

"I'll go over first too."

Yue Qinchun stood up and closed his book.

Today, she gained a lot.

"Um."

Feng Jiuer nodded without raising her eyes, "Go ahead."

Little Cherry and Yue Qinchun wanted to leave, but their eyes fell on the quiet Leng Xuepiao.

"Xuepiao, what are you going to do?"

Little Cherry frowned.

"yes."

Yue Qinchun blinked in confusion, "Why don't you leave and keep looking at Jiu'er?"

Feng Jiu'er raised her eyes after hearing what the two said, and she met Leng Xuepiao's eyes.

She calmed down and seemed to have thought of something.

"By the way, Xue Piao, Yu Jingfeng is back, but he was injured. I let him recover first."

"Don't worry! There is no danger to his life, but he can't carry heavy objects these days, and it will take some time before he comes over to help grind the medicine."

"He is injured?"

Leng Xuepiao stood up, an anxious look flashing in his eyes.

"Um."

Feng Jiuer nodded, why did she ignore this matter?

She stood up and stretched.

"Let's go, I'll take you over to see him and change his dressing."

Leng Xuepiao nodded and said no more.

Feng Jiuer quickly packed up, carried the small medicine box, and left with everyone.

Of course, Jian Yi, who has always followed him, is also indispensable.

Chen Hong also used silver needles to lock her acupuncture points. Now, she can't move, speak, or hear.

However, this period of time cannot be too long. As time goes by, it will not be easy to control her when her internal strength gradually recovers.

When they returned to the yard on the other side, Xiaoyingying and Yue Qinchun both forgot about their own rooms.

Following Feng Jiu'er, besides Jian Yi, only Leng Xuepiao was left.

Feng Jiuer knocked on the door of Yu Jingfeng's wing, opened the door, and walked in.

Yu Jingfeng heard the sound and sat up on the bed.

"Miss Jiu'er, are you here?"

He looked at the cold snow and asked.

"Um."

Feng Jiuer nodded, "Take off your clothes and I'm going to change your dressing."

Yu Jingfeng looked at Leng Xuepiao for a while, then came back to his senses and looked at Feng Jiu'er.

"No need?

Miss Jiuer, didn’t you just give me the medicine this morning?”

"want."
To be continued...
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