Yang Jian crept closer, then hid to one side, suppressing his aura as much as he could. He remained motionless, watching what unfolded ahead.
Wang Jing felt some regret after saying that. Seeing her Li Qi repeatedly kowtowing on the ground, she hardened her heart and swept her wide sleeve, raising a gust that swept Li Qi out of the cave abode. The stone doors then closed.
With those words, spiritual energy transformed directly into a longsword and stabbed toward his head. He hastily turned his head to dodge it, hurriedly circulated his cultivation, and struggled with all his might before finally escaping from beneath Xia Mingxin's foot.
A cold gleam flashed through Fan Jian's eyes. The enormous white-bone handprint suddenly exerted more force and pressed down heavily. The force Chen Feng bore increased noticeably.
"Fine. Since you've made up your mind, I have nothing more to say. Take care of yourself." With that, Murong Yingxue told her guest to leave.
Before long, those figures appeared beside the outer wall of a vast estate, then vaulted over the high wall into the grounds without their feet touching the ground.
Half a month had passed. While Xia Mingfeng was working during the day, he suddenly felt the three energies within him begin circulating on their own. Delighted, he threw down his hoe and hurriedly sat cross-legged.
Upon reaching the south courtyard, Feng Qingyang arranged lodgings for Fang Yegê and found him a change of clothes. After dinner, he brought over a bowl of medicinal broth for Fang Yegê to drink, saying it would invigorate his blood and nourish his body, and would also benefit his internal injuries.
It was not that Yun Yu was unmoved by the announced chi-dragon blood, but that he was unwilling to act at this moment. The