Feng Wuchen's control over the killing intent and sword intent was extremely precise, and at that moment, the only one who felt the sword intent was his follower.

Therefore, this scene seems extremely strange to outsiders.

Qin Xiaorou raised her eyebrows and suddenly stepped forward.

"Snapped!"

He gave the follower a loud slap in the face!

"Trash! What are you doing? Why didn't you stop him!"

The attendant came back to his senses, his eyes still filled with fear, and he swallowed: "Miss, forgive me...that man! That man is a sword cultivator!"

"Sword cultivator?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then became even more angry.

"He doesn't even have a sword on him and you tell me he is a sword cultivator? Qin San, do you think I am a fool?"

"Miss!"

Qin San suddenly knelt on his knees with a loyal look on his face.

"Qin San swears on this life that what he said is absolutely true. Not to mention me, even if we are put together, we may not be his opponent!"

Seeing that Qin San was speaking with great sincerity, the corners of Qin Xiaorou's eyes gradually widened.

"Is it really that strong?"

"Perhaps stronger than I've ever felt!"

Qin Xiaorou stared at somewhere on the second floor, with a stern look in her eyes.

"Get up and go find out the details of this kid. That piece of cold marrow! I must get it!"

Qin San wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"yes!"

Immediately afterwards, Qin Xiaorou turned to the shopkeeper and asked: "Shopkeeper Mo, what room number does the brother and sister live in?"

"Tian Zi No. 1!"

"Thank you!"

…

After experiencing the conflict during the day, Feng Wuchen and Feng Ning stayed in the room all day.

The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade.

If he was the only one today, Qin Xiaorou and his party would just be a group of corpses.

But now that he has Feng Ning by his side, he has to compromise for a while for the sake of his sister.

Nightfall

, before Feng Ning fell asleep, Feng Wuchen felt the killing intent coming from the window.

He frowned unconsciously: "You actually chased me here? Haha... It can let a killer sneak into the first floor in the world, but that's it!"

Feng Wuchen walked to the edge of the bed and covered Feng Ning with the quilt.

"Wait for me here, I'll be back soon!"

After saying that, he took the Burning Sun Sword and jumped out of the window!

Unexpectedly, as soon as he appeared, the black shadow outside the window was like a frightened bird, quickly escaping into the dark night.

"Haha... Now that we're here! Then don't even think about leaving!"

"..."

Not long after Feng Wuchen left, his and Feng Ning's room was violently kicked open.

It was Qin Xiaorou and a group of followers who entered during the day.

Seeing this group of ferocious guys, Feng Ning immediately panicked and instinctively curled up, holding the cold marrow in his chest in the palm of his hand.

"You...what do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?" Qin Xiaorou walked to the edge of the bed, her face still showing the look of not caring about anyone: "Little sister, give me the cold marrow!"

"I can't live without cold marrow! I won't sell..."

However, before Feng Ning could finish speaking, he saw a dark shadow flash before his eyes, and the next moment, he felt a sharp pain on his scalp.

"ah!"

Qin Xiaorou grabbed Feng Ning's hair and forcibly dragged her off the bed.

Immediately, he stepped on the girl's chest, causing the girl's eyes to burst into tears.

Feng Ning's screams could be heard, and there was no trace of pity in Qin Xiaorou's eyes.

"A pariah like you doesn't deserve to have such a good cold essence! It's a waste of money to have it with you!"

As she spoke, she grabbed Feng Ning's wrist and exerted force.

Great strength makes Feng Ning

His wrist was almost dislocated, his face was pale with pain, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and even his screams were weak.

"ah!"

"Does it hurt? If it hurts, let go! Give me the cold marrow, and I will let you go!"

The pain from her fingers to her heart made Feng Ning worse than death. However, suddenly, she still held the cold marrow tightly, unwilling to let go.

She doesn't care whether the cold marrow is priceless, she only knows that if she doesn't have the cold marrow, she will die. If she dies, her brother will be sad and will avenge her.

She doesn't want her brother to be sad, let alone risking his life for her. She wants her brother to be well!

Feng Ning's stubbornness completely angered Qin Xiaorou.

"Damn girl! Don't let me go yet!"

As he spoke, his palms suddenly became strong.

"Crack!"

Just hearing a crisp sound, Feng Ning's wrist had been completely deformed, and the tightly clenched palms gradually loosened.

Qin Xiaorou picked up the cold marrow on the ground and showed a satisfied smile.

"What a beautiful thing, only I am worthy of it!"

"Don't...give it back to me..."

The pain of broken hand bones almost made Feng Ning lose consciousness. However, her other hand firmly grabbed the corner of Qin Xiaorou's clothes and said dyingly: "Give it back to me!"

A sharp look flashed across Qin Xiaorou's eyes.

"Who allowed you to touch my clothes? Get out of my way!"

After saying that, she kicked out and saw Feng Ning's petite body hit the wall behind her and passed out.

…

Half a quarter of an hour later, Feng Wuchen had dealt with the killer and returned to the room.

Seeing the darkness in the room, Feng Wuchen frowned subconsciously.

Feng Ning is afraid of the dark. If she is alone, she will light a lamp even when sleeping.

"Ning'er?"

Didn't get an answer, and felt

Realizing that the temperature in the room was wrong, Feng Wuchen's breathing suddenly became rapid.

"Ning'er! What's wrong with you?"

The oil lamp was turned on, and Feng Wuchen's expression suddenly froze when he saw the mess all over the room.

The next moment, he rushed over like a madman, picked up Feng Ning's body, and poured spiritual energy into the latter's body as if it was free.

"Ning'er! What's wrong with you? Ning'er!"

Feeling the excessive body temperature on Feng Ning's body, Feng Wuchen instantly understood something.

"Qin Xiaorou!"

In anger, Feng Wuchen's roar completely broke the tranquility of the night!

After a while, at the end of the corridor, Feng Wuchen finally saw the snake-like woman.

Seeing Feng Wuchen, Qin Xiaorou was a little surprised: "You actually came back alive. It seems that the killers in the Blood Clothes Building are all trash!"

Sure enough!

At this moment, Feng Wuchen understood everything.

No wonder the killer was able to find the No. 1 building in the world. I am afraid it was Qin Xiaorou who leaked the whereabouts of him and Feng Ning!

The purpose is to lure the tiger away from the mountain, or to kill someone with a borrowed knife!

And she took the opportunity to steal Feng Ning's cold marrow!

When he thought of Feng Ning's despair when he was alone, Feng Wuchen's heart was filled with regret.

He thought that his low profile during the day was to protect Feng Ning.

But she didn't expect that she would be seriously injured.

He only regretted why he didn't kill this woman with one sword during the day!

Seeing Feng Wuchen's murderous intent getting stronger, Jiang Xiaorou showed a confident expression.

"I've investigated you! Your spiritual vein was abolished a year ago. Although you don't know how you became a sword cultivator, your attainments in this life are destined to not be too high. The Qingchen Sect will not accept a waste. You'd better not think about it.
Chapter completed!