Chapter 673
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The look in Feng Wu's eyes was so trustworthy —
Feng Xun stared at Feng Wu for a while, then nodded and left with the bottle.
"Miss, are you sure you won't go with her? Are you sure? "Qiuling was worried.
After all, that was Lady Northern Feng.
"The medicine will work," Feng Wu said confidently.
As a matter of fact, Feng Wu was very busy.
She was working on a formation.
Grand Secretary Fang's house next door had been transferred to her by Grand Secretary Fang, so Feng Wu decided to put the lode under the house to good use.
As for digging up spiritual stones? She didn't think that was the best way.
Feng Wu decided to build a cultivation formation on top of the lode. With her current capability, she was able to build a grandmaster-level essence-gathering formation. By then, Xiao Qi, Qiuling, and the others would be able to achieve twice the results with half the effort.
After studying the surrounding terrain, Feng Wu decided to build a small Taiyi formation.
That was why Feng Wu spent the entire night drawing the design. Every stroke and every stroke was precise and precise!
Qiuling went in and out of the room, either delivering hot Quling tea or hot towels.
Because Feng Wu was using up a lot of her spiritual essence while she was working, she kept sweating.
She had to wipe the sweat off before it rolled down her face. Otherwise, it would fall onto the design and all her efforts would go to waste.
That was what Feng Wu had told her earlier.
Qiuling looked at Miss Wu.
She might be a cheeky, carefree girl who would put on an act when she needed to, but when she got serious, she would work as hard as she could.
Right now, she had fallen into an indescribable state. The brush in her hand was constantly outlining the essence of the array. Every stroke and every drawing was consuming her spiritual power.
She had actually run out of spiritual essence a long time ago, and she was relying on top-grade spiritual stones and Quling tea.
Looking at the top-grade spiritual stones that had been reduced to powder, the Quling tea that had been drained, and the way Miss Wu's lips were pale and she was drenched in cold sweat —
Qiuling was heartbroken.
But she knew that she couldn't disturb or persuade her.
Miss Wu was a stubborn girl, and she would lose her temper if she was interrupted before she finished her work.
He didn't know when the drawing would be completed …
Leaning against the door, Qiuling looked up at the bright moon and stayed by Feng Wu's side.
As the night deepened, the dew gradually thickened.
The darkest part of the night before dawn had passed, and a sliver of white appeared in the east.
The first rays of the morning sun peeked through the horizon.
Feng Wu finally put down her brush.
"Miss —"
Qiuling brought him a hot towel, which was just hot enough to wash away his tiredness.
She covered her face with a thick, warm towel, and the steam from the towel soothed her eyelashes.
Feng Wu glanced at Qiuling. "I used Quling tea to make hot towels. I didn't expect you to do that."
After being nourished by the spiritual essence of the Quling tea, Feng Wu's eyes were clear again.
Qiuling caught the towel in a hurry, then put on a pair of soft slippers for Feng Wu.
Qiuling had made Feng Wu's shoes according to the length and thickness of her feet, and they were very comfortable.
"Qiuling, I'm so glad you're here. I don't know how I'd survive without you." Feng Wu felt so good.
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