After forcibly separated the two, Ruyi sat down beside him instead.

Feng Rugu seemed to want to play some tricks, but was beaten back by Ruyi's spoonful of medicine.

Chang Boning felt a little distressed and reminded: "Slow down, it will be hot."

Ruyi answered: "Entertainment Father, this is Wen Hao."

Feng Ruguu grinned: "...helpful."

Ru frowned, as if she thought Feng Ru was too delicate: "A good medicine is bitter and good for diseases. Yun Zhongjun is drinking medicine, not sugar water."

As he said that, he gently stuffed a piece of prepared candied fruit into Feng Rugu's mouth.

A spoonful of medicine and candied fruit was exactly what Chang Boning mentioned, and he fed Feng Ruju to drink medicine.

If you really think that he is spoiled and you will not feel bored at all when you feed him.

Scrape off the medicine from the corner of his mouth with a small spoon, and ask, "Entertainment Father, can the injured person catch him?"

Chang Boning shook his head.

Feng Rugu swallowed a mouthful of medicine and said, "Senior Brother, you can rest assured that that person may not be able to escape."

Chang Boning looked at him: "Why?"

Feng Ruyuan smiled without saying anything, and blinked like a frivolous blink.

If you work hard and disdain: if you don’t cultivate good virtues, you will be unrestrained.

But he already understood the situation set by Feng Rugu.

Then Tang swordsmen should always pay attention to Feng Rugu and ensure that the situation is under his control. Therefore, they will definitely follow Feng Rugu and come to Qingyang Mountain and mix in to observe the development of the situation.

He first borrowed Ding You's hand and wanted to hurt Feng Ruyuan. If the plan failed, he would do it himself.

Whether it is Dingyou who succeeded or he did it himself, he needed to leave Qingyang Mountain in the chaos to avoid further investigation afterwards, and there were many dreams.

That man was a well-off man. Since he was ready to take action himself, he was naturally ready to be chased.

Therefore, when drawing the "tie" array, he will not set the teleportation location too far, so as not to be injured when escaping, have insufficient strength and insufficient spiritual power to activate the "tie" array, which would be a bad idea.

In short, he would not go too far if he was seriously injured.

On the periphery of Qingyang Mountain, Feng Rugu used this person's meticulous thoughts to arrange another secret move.

Ruyi lowered her eyes slightly and shook her head disagreeably at Feng Rugu: You have long regarded yourself as a piece on the chessboard, right?

Feng Rugu blinked his eyes: Yes.

For example:...

For example: Don’t act like this next time.

Feng Rugu naturally refused to listen to him and opened his mouth with a smile to ask for candied fruit.

Ruyi sent a piece of candied plum with a core into his mouth, and then naturally spread his palms, waiting for him to spit the warm core into his palms.

Chang Boning couldn't understand the sparks coming and going in the eyes of these two people. He felt that he had become an outsider, and was at a loss and his heart was hollow. He lowered his head and played with the sack on his waist, thinking about Bai Fusang, thinking about the person who was exactly the same as him, and what he had said.

He thought, where would he go?

...

In another mountain bamboo forest in Qinggang, not far from Qingyang Mountain, there are reds on the ground that fall on the ground.

Han Jing returned to his original appearance, his face covered with red gauze, echoing his shoulders that were soaked in red again.

He breathed a sigh of relief and took off his upper clothes.

The light golden morning sun shines his long and thin waist sets off his natural jade.

He had many wounds on his body, including sword wounds, fire wounds, and scars. Especially at the position of his heart, there were strings of scarlet words engraved on the ground. Each stroke and every stroke was as deep as if it was cut open and directly carved on his heart.

Danyang Peak.

Chang Boning.

Feng Ruyuan.

Jing Sanhua.

These scars are not like the old days, and the blood still feels like the blood of the heart every day, as clear as yesterday.

He calmly looked down, pulled off the dyed strip, took the pill, crushed it at his fingertips, and was about to sprinkle it on the wound, a cold front pointed at the side of his neck from behind without warning.

Han Jing stopped the medicine and then pulled the top rustling.

He turned his back to the person, and after a while, he chuckled and said, "San General San, Jianchuan parted, and he didn't expect to see him so soon."

Thirty-four people were entrusted by the past, and quietly opened the spiritual power detection network within a radius of fifty miles of Qinggang. If someone comes out of Qinggang and is in a strange place, be sure to keep him.

He could not have thought that he would wait for the guardian Shi Shujing of the World Sect.

He had no intention of greetings: "Why are you here?"

Without waiting for Han Jing to speak, he picked up his newly-closed top with a sword, revealing his bloody and wounded shoulders.

He determined to judge: "...This injury was caused by the sword technique of Tasha."

Thirty-four is a sword lover who knows the famous sword in the world and has seen the sword technique in the world. Although he has never seen the true power of the sword technique in person, he has also seen the prototype of the sword technique in the past when he was visiting Fengling.
Chapter completed!