Yan Jing checked Feng Yu and saw a deep black handprint on her back. She took a pill and put it in Feng Yu's mouth, which made her swallow it.

Feng Yu's condition was relieved by the body's instinctive refining elixirs.

When Pang Yi chased him here, the female thief ran to this side...

He frowned. There were too many people living here, most of whom were from aristocratic families from Beizhou.

Are people from Beizhou? He looked fierce and smiled disdainfully.

Feng Yu had not woken up yet, and Yan Jing was able to escape from Feng Yu's disordered inner self. She was so sad that she was suffering from this.

If you should say it or not, the heroine Fengyu has a life, and her life is so good. If she can come back alive like this, she has nothing to do with herself.

"Dad, mom..." Feng Yu murmured.

"Dad, mom, I'm sorry."

Just as Yan Jing was listening to Feng Yu's murmurs quietly, someone suddenly spoke loudly outside, which roughly meant to do a statistics.

Statistics are counted for those who need to enter when the secret realm is opened next time. If they are not counted this time, they cannot enter when the secret realm is opened next time and no vacancies will be left.

Although I don’t know why the Xixian Sect suddenly made this happen, since it has reached someone else’s territory, it should be coordinated with this kind of request that seems not too much.

It was this midnight...?

Almost all of the people who come to Xixian Sect stay in Xixian Sect. After all, there are not many days before the secret realm is opened. It is really desolate to go to other places.

Even in the night city, it is extremely mediocre. Yan Jing is greedy for some delicious foods, and all the monks here are above the Nascent Soul stage, so they are not greedy.

Everyone has gone out, and no one wants to enter the secret realm this time because the family is coming together. It is impossible for the rest of the family to enter the secret realm. Because they did not participate in the statistics, they will go in alone next time.

"Fengyu, wake up." Yan Jing alienated Fengyu's internal strength, making her body no longer so disordered, and relieved her pain. She called her.

Fengyu has no intention of awakening and is still muttering.

Yan Jing silently stretched out his claws towards the round beads that were tightly held in her hand, and she said, "If I don't wake up, I'll grab it."

Feng Yu still instinctively grabbed a little, and Yan Jing pried her hand away hard. Feng Yu woke up now, and she looked at Yan Jing: "Sister Shuang?"

She glanced at Yan Jing's hand was still on her hand, as if she was going to take away the round beads in her hand?

Yan Jing was happy and let go of her hand: "You are awake now."

Fengyu: "?"

"What is this round bead?" Yan Jing asked her.

Feng Yu gasped heavily, felt his body, and looked at Yan Jing gratefully: "Thank you, Sister Shuang."

Seeing that Fengyu changed the subject, Yan Jing stopped asking, but said, "Who are you provoking to become like this? Are you not afraid that someone will come and beat me to death? You should be more careful."

"It's Feng Yu who lacks consideration." Feng Yu said guiltily.

But the situation was too urgent, too panic, too scared, and really didn't think so much about it.

"You are unintentional, so I won't bother with you for the time being. Think about it more next time." Yan Jing had no choice, but Is there any way.

Feng Yu bowed his head with guilt.

"Now, we need to count people outside. If you don't go, you will have no place to open the secret realm in two days." Yan Jing said again.

Feng Yu stared at Yan Jing with wide eyes, unable to speak.

Yan Jing: "Don't you go?"

"Go, I'm going." She understood the significance of this statistics, just to find her, but it was useless for her to hide. The more she couldn't hide, the more she was suspected.

Yan Jing suddenly leaned over and asked her in her ear: "Feng Yu, are you looking for you?"

Feng Yu stammered and couldn't speak. Yan Jing got up and found a set of clothes to throw them at her: "Let's change it."

Feng Yu lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Sister Shuang."

Yan Jing sat opposite Feng Yu, watched her change her clothes, looked at the big black handprint on her back, and said to Feng Yu: "You big black handprint..."

"Fortunately, it's on your back." Feng Yu said, this is not conspicuous.

Yan Jing said, "I mean, it's quite funny."

Anyway, the handprint looks really funny.

Faced with Yan Jing's merciless ridicule, Feng Yu rubbed his head, dressed up, and got out of the bed weakly, but his breath was very messy.

It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

"You're like this..." Yan Jing looked at her.

Feng Yu took a deep breath: "I try to adjust as much as possible and try not to be noticed."

Feng Yu was always light and heavy when she walked, and her body felt extremely uncomfortable, and then she seemed to realize what she had stepped on.

When I looked down, I saw a little black snake.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She hurriedly raised her feet, quickly picked up the little black snake, held it in her palm, and looked at the dying little black snake and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Sister Shuang, it..." Feng Yu looked at Yan Jing in panic.

What should I do if I am at a loss? This is Sister Shuang’s pet.

How could it be on the ground? Sister Shuang has to stare at the ground from now on.

Jia Xiao crawled back after a lot of hardships, but before entering the door, Feng Yu stepped on him, and almost fainted from anger.

What kind of sin did this have to be suffered!

Yan Jing looked at the little black snake in Feng Yu's hand, remained silent for a moment, stretched out his hand, twisted it up with his hand, threw it on the table, and it was done.

Then I went to Fengyu to receive statistics.

Many people have arrived, and they have used magic tools to illuminate it. Yan Jing and the others have arrived late, but there are also people who are coming later than them, and they are not so attracting attention.

But everyone was almost there, and the people from Xixian Sect didn't count the statistics, so they let everyone stand like this. Finally, under everyone's urging, the people from Xixian Sect began to count, and Pang Yi transformed into a deacon of Xixian Sect to do statistics.

He counted one by one, walked up to everyone and asked about his family, name, and cultivation.

When it was Yan Jing's turn, Yan Jing said: "Beizhou Youjia, You Shuang, and the Nascent Soul Stage."

Pang Yi stood for two seconds, then nodded, looked at Feng Yu next to him, and asked, "Where are you."

In fact, it was not easy for Feng Yu to stand for so long. She knew that this person was intentional.

Pang Yi focused on the woman's body, the figure of the woman, and the breath of the other person.

Feng Yu had tried his best to stabilize his breath, but because he had been standing for so long, he still couldn't stabilize his breath, and his breath was a little subtle and unstable.

Pang Yi immediately noticed it keenly and kept staring at Feng Yu, making Feng Yu feel furious and panicked.

"Beizhou Youjia, Fengyu, and Yuanying stage." Fengyu swallowed and responded to Pang Yi.

Pang Yi was already a little suspicious of Feng Yu, so he deliberately stayed and asked more: "Why isn't the surname You?"

Feng Yu couldn't answer for a while. Could it be that his parents were killed and defected to the You family?

Is it true that the other party won’t think more?

"No one needs to worry about our You family's affairs." Yan Jing looked at Pang Yi lightly and said.
Chapter completed!