Leng Shuang, who had followed them, glanced at them and said, "I can take you to the guest room to rest."
"I'm asking about her courtyard!" The Yama Lord's voice was low as he stared at her sharply.
Leng Shuang was about to speak when he was pulled aside by Luo Yu. Luo Yu smiled and said to the Yama Lord, "I can tell at a glance that you have a special relationship with our master. Others can't go to her courtyard, but you can. Let me lead the way!" As he spoke, he made a gesture of invitation and led them to Fengjiu's courtyard.
The Yama Lord walked forward, while Hui Lang and Ying Yi looked at Luo Yu in surprise. They felt that this person was quite sensible.
With their master's strength and tyranny, if he said that he wanted to go to the Ghost Doctor's courtyard, then he must go to her courtyard. He was in a bad mood! Who would dare to stop him? They would definitely suffer.
After leading them to Fengjiu's courtyard, Luo Yu left. Hui Lang and Ying Yi walked around the courtyard, looking at the quiet and elegant courtyard. The Yama Lord had already pushed open the door and entered the room.
On the other side, Fengjiu hurried to her father's courtyard. Seeing the faint smell of blood in the courtyard, her gaze turned cold and she asked, "Who's injured?"
"Eldest Miss, don't worry. Master is fine." Luo Yu's master saw her and hurriedly said, telling her not to worry.
Fengjiu's gaze swept across the several people in the courtyard. Seeing that one of the eight was missing, she asked, "Where's Uncle Qi?" That was Qi Kang's master. Seeing that the eight of them were loyal and devoted to her father, and as elders, she respectfully addressed them as Uncle.
"In the room, Leng Hua is helping Old Qi apply medicine."
Hearing this, she nodded and quickly walked into the room. As soon as she entered the room, the thick smell of blood rushed to her face. She frowned, but when she saw that her father, who was standing at the side helping to bandage the wound, was fine, she heaved a sigh of relief. She looked at Master Qi Kang, whose face was pale and seemed to have lost too much blood.
"Xiao Jiu, you're here? Look, Old Qi is seriously injured. "Feng Xiao said quickly and asked her to come forward.
"It's okay. He won't die. Don't worry, Miss." Qi Kang's master smiled, but his pale face couldn't lie.
Seeing this, Fengjiu poured out a medicinal pill for him to consume, then treated his wounds. After bandaging them, he said, "Uncle Qi, your injuries aren't light, and you've lost a lot of blood. Rest well for the next few days."
He paused for a moment before instructing, "Leng Hua, help Uncle Qi back to rest. Let Qi Kang take care of him."
"Yes," Leng Hua responded and helped Qi Kang's master out of the courtyard.
"Father, don't worry and recuperate. The matters outside have been settled." Fengjiu said as he prepared to leave.
Seeing that she didn't mention the attack in the courtyard, he sighed and asked, "Xiao Jiu, what do you want to do?" He didn't expect that Murong Bo would take advantage of the fact that the people of Qingteng Kingdom were dealing with Feng Manor to kidnap them. If it weren't for the eight Wu Zongs protecting the courtyard, he was afraid …
"It can only be done once, but not twice. Since he doesn't want to stop, then I won't be polite to him!" Her eyes were cold and her tone was fierce. Murong Bo, if this person wasn't eliminated, he would become a big problem!
"But he's Yixuan's father …"
Hearing this, Fengjiu's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say much and walked out. Murong Yixuan could be said to be the person that the original owner didn't want to hurt the most. He was also the person she loved deeply. If she didn't have to, she wouldn't touch him. However, Murong Bo wasn't so lucky!
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