Chapter 1629
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Feng Wu had never seen Feng Xun so nervous before, and she had a bad feeling about this.
"What's going on?" Feng Wu asked as she ran.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Xun put his hands on Feng Wu's slender shoulders and said solemnly, "Xiao Wu, promise me that no matter what happens, you'll stay strong. Do you understand?!"
Feng Wu narrowed her limpid eyes. "What is it?"
After some hesitation, Feng Xun said quickly, "There's a body in the Duoma River up ahead."
"Ah —" Qiuling's eyes were filled with terror.
Staring at Feng Xun, Feng Wu's head went blank …
Clutching Feng Xun's sleeve, she pursed her lips and couldn't say a word …
"Xiao Wu, calm down, you must calm down! He hadn't seen it yet, had he? Things haven't been confirmed yet, have they? Calm down! "Feng Xun was almost in tears.
Tears welled up in Feng Wu's eyes. "Would you come to me if you weren't sure?"
Feng Xun was speechless.
Indeed, he wouldn't have asked for Feng Wu's help if she hadn't been of a similar age and figure to the female corpse he had fished out of the river.
"Anyway, seeing is believing. You must not fall, understand? Xiao Wu, pull yourself together! "Feng Xun was very nervous.
"I know." Feng Wu wiped away her tears and said coldly, "Where? Take me there! "
Feng Xun hurried over with Feng Wu.
Duo Ma River wasn't far from the campsite, and Feng Wu dashed toward it.
Although he got some information when he was chasing the black-clothed man, from the strange attitude of the black-clothed man, what wouldn't he do?
"Make way, make way!"
A lot of people were already there when Feng Wu arrived.
Dugu Mengxi, Dugu Yamo, Zuo Qingyu, and even Zuo Qingyu's older brother, Zuo Qingxian, were present, as well as the third and fifth princesses.
Zuo Qingyu smirked when she saw Feng Wu walking toward her.
He could hear the discussions of others.
"She's Feng Wu."
"That's Feng Wu's friend, Duan Chaoge. I heard that she's only been here for a while."
"I've never heard of her name."
"I'm glad you haven't. Duan Chaoge isn't like someone who goes around making trouble."
"Do you think it's possible that Feng Wu's friends are taking revenge on Feng Wu's friends?"
"Poor Duan Chaoge. She died at such a young age."
"So, do you still want to play with Feng Wu? You might even lose your life. "
"Who would dare? Sigh …"
Feng Wu stood there in a daze, staring at the body lying upright on the ground. For a moment, she didn't say anything.
Zuo Qingyu and Dugu Yamo looked at each other.
Dugu Yamo had locked herself up ever since the humiliation at the Immortal Flower Festival. She couldn't help but gloat over Feng Wu's misfortune.
"Miss Feng Wu, the dead can't be brought back to life. I'm sorry for your loss." Dugu Yamo walked out of the crowd with a gloomy face and pretended to be sad.
It was such a good opportunity to get back at Feng Wu, and none of them wanted to miss it.
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