Chapter 989
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"Is this Patriarch Song's idea?" She raised her eyebrows and stared at the cultivator who was being pressed to the ground by Tun Yun.
The cultivator was trembling all over and had no strength to get up. He didn't say anything and just looked at the red-clothed youth in front of him in horror.
"You don't want to talk? It's okay, I can take you back to the Song family to ask for an explanation. Don't even think about dying. If you die, I'll feed you to my little beast. "
She spoke unhurriedly and glanced at the person on the ground. She wasn't afraid that he would kill himself because she had already seen that this person was afraid of death. Otherwise, he would have killed himself the moment he was caught. He wouldn't have waited until now.
"Watch them." Fengjiu ordered Tun Yun to watch over the two of them while he walked out. He first went to Duan Ye's room to check on his condition.
"This idiot." She couldn't help but curse in a low voice. He had really fallen into a trap.
She immediately took out a silver needle and pierced Duan Ye's acupuncture points to wake him up. Unexpectedly, as soon as he woke up, his fist, which contained a fierce hidden force, was swung towards her face. She quickly blocked it and said angrily, "It's me."
When he came back to his senses and heard Fengjiu's voice, Duan Ye was surprised. "Why are you here?" As he spoke, he quickly sat up and felt that there was nothing wrong with his body. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness you're fine. I thought I had fallen into a trap!"
"You're fine?" Fengjiu glanced at him with a strange expression. He stood up and flicked his robe. "You think you're fine?"
Hearing this, Duan Ye's heart sank. He had a bad feeling. He said, "I seemed to have smelled something and fainted. Now that I've woken up, I'm really fine. Am I not?"
"Let's go next door and check on Ning Lang first." As she spoke, she turned and walked out. Duan Ye hurriedly followed behind her. When they arrived next door, he saw that Ning Lang was also unconscious on the bed.
He watched as Fengjiu stepped forward. After taking his pulse, he pierced his acupuncture points with a silver needle to wake him up.
"Hmm?"
Ning Lang slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Fengjiu sitting by the bed, he was stunned. "Fengjiu? Why are you in my room? "He sat up. Seeing that Duan Ye was also there, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief." You're all here! That's good. Let me tell you.... of you heard the sound of it........ ..............
"Since you already knew, why did you still allow yourself to fall into the trap and put yourself in danger? Are you tired of living? Why didn't you know how to react in the first place? "She looked at the two of them, her voice cold and sharp.
The two of them were silent for a while. They looked at each other and then at Feng IX, waiting for him to continue. From the moment she woke up, she saw the anger on his face. It was obvious that something was wrong.
........ in.. in....... to............................ . "She crossed her arms and leaned against the bed. Her handsome expression was cold, and a chill flashed across her eyes.
She suddenly felt her hands itch for this kind of vicious person who easily took people's lives.
Hearing her words, Duan Ye's face darkened. His whole body exuded a bloodthirsty killing intent. Ning Lang's eyes widened in shock and disbelief.
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