Chapter 1170
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A stream of warm spiritual essence flowed out of the teenager's hand and into the girl's body through his bloody fingertips.
Feng Wu, who had been dying like a wilted flower, slowly came back to life, as if nourished by the spiritual essence.
"Go on."
The youth's slender, boneless hand patted the girl's head, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Feng Wu was baffled …
But she soon realized what was going on and tapped her lower lip with her little tongue. "Yes!"
Grand Secretary Fang had been standing a short distance away and hadn't said a word since Jun Linyuan showed up.
Feng Wu had complained about how Jun Linyuan had bullied her several times, and Grand Secretary Fang still remembered it. He planned to mention it to His Majesty when he had the chance.
But now —
Seeing how the teenager patted her head, Grand Secretary Fang couldn't help but feel that …
With Jun Linyuan as her training partner, Feng Wu became much more efficient, but the pain didn't lessen at all.
The pain, the dizziness, the agony …
Chaoge and Qiuling were in tears. Several times, they wanted to throw themselves at Feng Wu, who was covered in blood, and yell, "I'm done! I'm done!"
However, they couldn't say a word when they saw how desperate Feng Wu was.
Jun Linyuan stared at Feng Wu the entire time with his breathtakingly handsome face, a serious look in his eyes. Every now and then, there would be a flicker of pity in his eyes.
No one else noticed it, but Grand Secretary Fang, who had been watching closely, was astonished.
Could it be … that it was really as he thought? If that was the case, the girl would never be able to escape from Jun Linyuan again.
But Feng Wu didn't care about anything else. All she could do was focus on her cultivation and give it her all!
In the end —
When Feng Wu made her final kick, the white stone went in with a clang!
At that moment, tears streamed down Feng Wu's face. She couldn't hold on any longer, and she fell backward.
Just as her head was about to hit the ground, the youth had already appeared in a flash, and with a princess carry, he carried her into his arms.
The young man lowered his head. The intimidating aura of a Death God that had descended upon the world had long since faded. What replaced it was a warmth that had never been seen by outsiders.
Seeing that Feng Wu was in Jun Linyuan's arms, Chaoge and Qiuling were exasperated!
During training, Chaoge had tried to rush over a few times, but Feng Xun had stopped her every time. Now that the training was over, she dashed out like an arrow!
"Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu — "
Chaoge reached out to take Feng Wu back from Jun Linyuan.
However, Jun Linyuan didn't even look at her. He simply carried Feng Wu and landed lightly on the wall.
"What are you waiting for?" Feng Xun tugged at Qiuling and Chaoge. "Go get us some warm water and some clean clothes."
It took him an hour to clean up Feng Wu.
"How is it?" Feng Xun stared at Jun Linyuan anxiously. "When will little Feng Wu wake up?"
Jun Linyuan frowned a little. "I'm not sure."
"Boss Jun, are you leaving?" Feng Xun was a little nervous, as if he had lost his backbone.
Jun Linyuan glanced sideways at her with a brooding look on his chiseled face.
Before he left, he stared intently at the Fang Residence.
Who would have thought that the Fang Residence, which looked so ordinary on the outside, would have such a majestic high-grade Spirit Gathering Formation. He wondered which Spirit Formation Master had created it.
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