Fortunately, Feng Wuyao is also a unyielding person and fights repeatedly!

Seeing that the number two death warrior was being tossed, Xiaoxi couldn't stand it anymore.

"Miss, why don't we let him rest for a day? If the person is tormented to death, where can we find another test piece?"

Feng Wuye's movements were very reasonable.

"Okay."

Xiaoxi felt relieved, thinking that the master could finally spare her the hard work of letting her continue to decoct medicine.

But when I turned around, I heard the master's instructions and almost tripped myself.

"I'll go see him. If it really doesn't work, I'll use internal strength to help him hold on. I still have to try the medicine. What if it works?"

Xiaoxi was in her heart:...Okay, you are the master and you have the final say.

Feng Wuyao used his internal force to explore No. 2's body, but found nothing unusual. Finally, he opened up his mind, wondering if he could get any valuable clues from his mind?

I think this is how it is, but it is very difficult to implement it.

Not to mention that Feng Wuyao's body is the first time that this is used by this spell, I just say that Feng Wuyao is now only the third level of the Jade Spirit Art. Such a use will also cause great damage to herself.

Sure enough, after exploring it, although there was a little gain, Feng Wuyao himself was very tired.

I was almost unable to stand firm, but fortunately someone came over behind me and helped me.

Suddenly, Feng Wuye felt that he had been resurrected again with full blood.

Purple Qi!

I really want to come whatever I want.

Her purple thighs always appear when she needs him the most, and it is really destined!

"I found something."

Feng Wuyao did not let himself be very energetic immediately, but instead took advantage of Qin Zicheng's hand and was helped to sit down.

As for purple air, you can rub it for a while at close range.

Don't have money!

"There is only a black shadow in this person's consciousness. I can't see the other person's appearance clearly, but he is very tall, probably."

Feng Wuyao turned his head and glanced at Jin Wu again, "It's about half a head taller than him, and it's stronger than him."

Qin Zicheng didn't say anything.

There is too little information about this.

There are too many people who are half a head taller than Jinwu and slightly stronger.

This is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Feng Wuyao closed his eyes at this time and tried to let himself recall it carefully.

Maybe, there are any details she missed.

"The man had a piccolo on his hand, no, it was a whistle, a smaller than the palm of his palm."

Feng Wu Yao opened her eyes, no wonder she didn't realize it at first. It was really too small, and it was not until No. 2's last consciousness that she saw the black shadow take it out and put it to her mouth.

"If you describe it this way, it should be the one who manipulates them."

"whistle?"

Jin Wu frowned. This thing is different from some external characteristics. It is quite difficult to check it.

"It's already very good. Don't worry, we will pay attention to these related details next."

Feng Wuyao nodded, then stroked his forehead with injuries, "It seems that he is still a little dizzy."

Qin Zicheng looked nervous, "I'll help you back and rest first. You're too tired these days."

Jin Wu was about to come forward and volunteer, but Song Lun pulled his sleeves to stop him.

Jin Wu didn't see it, but Song Lun was sharp-eyed. This young master Feng was afraid that he would have something to say to his master alone.
Chapter completed!