Chapter 986
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Once something went wrong, they could retreat from Fallen Star Yard to the Fang manor and hide in the eye of the formation. Even a killer like Guillotine Seven wouldn't be able to do anything to them!
There was no time to lose —
Feng Wu turned to Qiuling. "Get me some hot water. I need to take a shower and change."
"Miss, shall I help you bathe?"
Seeing that Feng Wu's clothes were covered in blood, Qiuling burst into tears. Fearing that Feng Wu might see her, she could only look away.
Feng Wu was about to say no, when Qiuling said anxiously, "Miss, your clothes are all dried up and they'll stick to your wound. You'll tear it open and …"
"Plus, you can't apply medicine to your back yourself, Miss …" Qiuling almost dropped to her knees and begged.
"Alright, alright. You do it then." Feng Wu looked around and glanced at Chaoge, Feng Xiaoqi, Uncle Qiu, and the others. "Our enemy is very strong. You have to work hard on your cultivation. We need everyone to protect our home."
"En!"
Everyone's blood was boiling at Feng Wu's words. Fighting back tears, they went back to their rooms and started cultivating.
In the past, everyone did not have such a sense of urgency, so they would not cultivate at all times.
But now, in the face of danger, in a moment of life and death, everyone was extremely diligent in their cultivation!
Qiuling helped Feng Wu to the bathroom.
Feng Wu smiled bitterly when she cut off Feng Wu's clothes with a pair of scissors.
"How long are we going to cut it? It's too troublesome. "
After that, Feng Wu sat down in the bathtub that had been filled with hot water.
Hot air filled the air.
Qiuling's eyes widened!
That was because the originally clean bathtub had instantly turned into a pool of blood.
Qiuling had finally managed to stop her tears, but they started flowing again.
Feng Wu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Kiddo, are you a crybaby? Why don't you stop crying? "
Qiuling's heart ached so much that she felt like suffocating.
"Other people's young ladies feel like the sky is falling when their fingers are pierced by an embroidery needle and a drop of blood drips out, but you —"
Qiuling scooped hot water with a spoon and washed Feng Wu's shoulders and neck as she wept.
Feng Wu smiled wryly. "You'll get used to it."
Qiuling burst into tears again when she said she'd get used to it.
Feng Wu sighed in resignation. "Alright, alright, crybaby. I'll stop talking, alright?"
For Feng Wu, getting hurt and bleeding were nothing out of the ordinary. She would rather bleed and get hurt every day if she could see her beautiful master.
When Feng Wu was finally cleaned of the blood, Qiuling took her hand, carefully applied some ointment to her wounds, and bandaged them up one layer after another.
Hearing the silence around her, Feng Wu turned around and saw that the girl was crying again.
Feng Wu patted Qiuling on the head and heaved a sigh. "I'll be more careful from now on, okay?"
Tears welled up in Qiuling's eyes. She knew that her mistress had a heavy responsibility on her shoulders.
She swore in her heart that she would cultivate well and share some of the burden for the Young Miss, even if it was just a little.
"Miss, is there such a rapid cultivation method?"
She was about to leave when she heard Qiuling's voice behind her.
Feng Wu knew that the girl must have been touched by her injury.
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