Chapter 1517 Extra 45-Attention

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She felt severe pain in her meridians and chest, her throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Her whole body leaned forward, and she suddenly used her hands to support herself so as not to fall to the ground.

Looking at the bright red blood on the ground, Mo Qingfeng's beautiful face was as pale as paper, and the blood in her mouth flowed out drop by drop from the corner of her mouth. It soon dyed her chin red, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on her forehead, which was on the ground. His arms were shaking constantly.

what happened?

Could it be that he has gone crazy?

Why are the meridians all over my body feeling like they are being burned by fire?

Xiong Ba Tianxia felt her pain, and his body flew out of the bucket, and then landed in front of Mo Qingfeng. Looking at the blood on the ground and her pale face in pain, Xiong Ba Tianxia's eyes were very worried, but... Unable to help her relieve her pain, her two bright eyes looked directly at Mo Qingfeng with growing worry.

Mo Qingfeng gasped, trying hard to endure the severe pain. She raised her eyes and saw Xiong Ba Tianxia's worried and overwhelmed look. She tugged at the corner of her lips and showed a faint smile, "I'm fine... Just adjust your breath for a while and you'll be fine."

The pain was so severe that he had no strength to support his body while sitting. Mo Qingfeng slowly fell down and lay on the ground. He closed his eyes and tried very hard to restrain the pain. Cold sweat continued on his forehead and his face became paler.

Xiong Ba Tianxia walked up to her and patted her chest gently with his wings. He looked at Mo Qingfeng with worried eyes, as if to say that when I advance in cultivation and become a demon, I will never let you suffer such pain again. !

The burning pain in the meridians lasted for half an hour, and Xiongba Tianxia also stayed by Mo Qingfeng's side for half an hour. Half an hour later, the shiny feathers on its body had become dull, and its worried eyes seemed to appear. There was a layer of fog, and its eyes could not be seen clearly, and it looked very listless. It looked like a chicken with a plague at this time.

After the pain disappeared, Mo Qingfeng slowly opened her eyes. She moved her fingers and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead with her sleeves. Her face was still pale and bloodless. She turned her head and looked at Xiong Ba Tianxia, ​​who was lying listlessly on her arm, with hazy eyes. There was a hint of worry.

She twitched the corners of her lips and her voice was a little hoarse: "You can go back and soak in the spiritual spring. I'm fine."

Xiong Ba Tianxia didn't move, still looking at her quietly.

"Maybe it's because I've been practicing a lot recently, I've been exercising too much, I'm overworked, and I've been angry for a while. I've been fine for such a long time."

Mo Qingfeng sat up, took out the silk handkerchief, wet it with the spiritual spring, and then wiped the blood on the ground.

Xiong Ba Tianxia saw that she was really fine and his body couldn't support it anymore, so he returned to the bucket and continued to soak in the spiritual spring.

Mo Qingfeng stopped practicing. After drinking a few sips of the spiritual spring, he lay down on the soft couch and slept all night.

In the middle of the night, my chest began to feel tight again, as if there was a huge boulder pressing down on it. It took a lot of effort to breathe, otherwise it would feel like suffocation.

She felt better when she sat up. During this long night, she sat leaning against the head of the bed and kept rubbing her chest.

how so? Mo Qingfeng was puzzled. Could it be that his luck was too strong and his Dantian was blocked?

She checked her own pulse. The pulse was chaotic and the breath was unstable. It was not like the Dantian being blocked. She had not been injured recently. Why was there burning pain in the meridians?

She didn't sleep much all night and came out of the space at dawn. She didn't stay in the alchemy room and walked out directly.

Outside, Nalan Jinyu had been waiting for a long time. When he saw her moon-like figure coming out of Tsinghua University, Nalan Jinyu's handsome face showed a warm smile. But as she approached, she saw that her face was extremely pale, her smile was gone, and her warmth was gone. Concern and worry flashed through her beautiful eyes: "Miss Mo, were you refining pills last night?"

Mo Qingfeng remained silent, but gave Nalan Jinyu a meaningful look, "You've been waiting for a long time? Why don't you go in?"

"Lark said that you were in the alchemy room all night and did not return to Qingxin Pavilion. You were refining elixirs, so I didn't go in to disturb you." Nalan Jinyu said softly: "Go back and have breakfast and have a good rest. You look extremely ugly. ”

Looking at her pale and transparent face, Nalan Jinyu felt a little pain in his heart. He really wanted to share some of the burden for her, "Miss Mo, if you have anything to help with refining the elixir, just let me know."

"Yeah!" Mo Qingfeng responded, and then walked towards Qingxin Pavilion.

In Qingxin Pavilion, Fu Yanxia was already preparing to wait in the pavilion early.

"Miss Mo, Mr. Nalan, please have breakfast!" Seeing Mo Qingfeng and Nalan Jinyu coming over, Fu Yanxia's eyes suddenly lit up. Looking at them like this, they were like fairies descending from the earth. They were a perfect match.

When Mo Qingfeng walked over and passed in front of Fu Yanxia, ​​he took a deep look at her smiling face, and then frowned slightly. The smile was so bright, but the two scars on his face were so ugly.

After having a hasty breakfast, Mo Qingfeng asked Fu Yanxia to go back to Qingxin Pavilion with her, while Nalan Jinyu went to manage the affairs of Ke Qinglou.

Mo Qingfeng is now the owner of Keqing Building, and she has the power to make decisions. However, she is currently only taking care of the opening of the medical clinic. The affairs of the killer organization group are still left to Nalan Jinyu.

But Qinglou is a huge organizational group, just like a modern international group. Just one president is not enough, but also has a right-hand assistant to take care of it. Nalan Jinyu is her right-hand assistant now.

In her previous life, she was pampered by Maupassant and others, which made her have a strong temper. Now that she is reborn, she is equally strong. She hopes to create her own world in Chu Qian Kingdom by relying on her favorite skills.

"Miss Mo, what do you want me to do?" When she came to Mo Qingfeng's house, Fu Yanxia's eyes followed her body, and her eyes were not evasive. Mo Qingfeng had a face that was alluring, so she was bold She admired her so much, maybe it was her straightforwardness that made Mo Qingfeng not dislike her.

"Have you had breakfast?" Mo Qingfeng took out a small medicine box made of tiger skin from the couch cabinet and placed it in front of the table. Then he opened it and took out two sharp knives with his slender fingers as white as jade, the blades gleaming with cold light. Then put out two white porcelain medicine bottles and a few pieces of gauze.

Fu Yanxia scratched her head and smiled sheepishly: "I couldn't help but eat two pieces of pastry when I was making breakfast for Miss Mo in the dining room."

Mo Qingfeng paused slightly, raised his eyes and looked at her deeply: "Are you full with just two pastries?"

"Have a cup of hot tea to make you feel hungry." Fu Yanxia said, then looked at the things on the table with confusion, "Miss Mo, what are you going to do?"

"Did you wash your face?"

Fu Yanxia was slightly startled: "I washed up when I got up."

Mo Qingfeng glanced at the rocking chair in front of the couch and said, "Bring that rocking chair over."

"Okay!" Fu Yanxia moved quickly and immediately moved the rocking chair over. As soon as she put it down, Mo Qingfeng said calmly: "Lie down."

"Me?" Fu Yanxia was startled and looked up at Mo Qingfeng: "Shall I lie down?"

This is the rocking chair where Miss Mo usually lies down to read and take a nap. How about she lie down on it?

Soon, Fu Yanxia seemed to have thought of something. Before Mo Qingfeng spoke, she lay down quickly, smoothed the hair from her face, and lay on the rocking chair. Fu Yanxia was excited and her heartbeat was racing.

Mo Qingfeng took a piece of gauze and folded it up neatly, leaving only an area about the size of a palm, and then poured two bottles of medicinal powder evenly on the gauze. Suddenly, an unpleasant and heavy medicinal smell floated in the air.

Fu Yanxia looked at the busy Mo Qingfeng excitedly, and secretly swore in her heart that she would stay with Miss Mo no matter life or death, and be her most loyal maid!

"Miss Mo..." Suddenly a figure loomed over her, and Mo Qingfeng was already standing above her head. Fu Yanxia looked up and saw Mo Qingfeng wearing a veil, holding a knife with cold light in one hand, and a knife in the other. Holding the gauze coated with medicinal powder, Fu Yanxia was a little panicked when she saw the gleaming knife.

"It will hurt a little when the knife goes down, please bear with it."

Mo Qingfeng said coldly, she was wearing a veil, and what Fu Yanxia saw were her clear and cold eyes. Fu Yanxia shuddered, as if she saw a Shura who crawled out of hell just now to seek his life.

"No, Mo..." Fu Yanxia wanted to get up and ask clearly, wouldn't it be enough to apply medicated powder to treat facial injuries? Why use a knife?

As soon as she moved, Mo Qingfeng quickly tapped her chest twice with the handle of the knife. She had no choice but to lie quietly on the rocking chair, looking at Mo Qingfeng with a hint of fear in her eyes. She tapped her hole……

Mo Qingfeng looked at her thoughtfully, with a faint smile in his cold eyes. After carefully observing the two scars on her face, he raised the knife and dropped it. Fu Yanxia felt a cold light flash in front of her eyes. , followed by a hint of pain on his face.

Mo Qingfeng moved as fast as lightning. He cut off the dead flesh of the scar and dropped it to the ground with a thud. The gauze on his other hand quickly covered the new wound to prevent blood from flowing out.

When the gauze was applied to the wound, Fu Yanxia felt a chill, followed by a numbness on her face.

"Miss Mo, are you okay?" Fu Yanxia asked blankly when she saw Mo Qingfeng packing the small medicine box. In just a few seconds, her face was cured? Immortals don’t exert their power that quickly, right?

Mo Qingfeng put away the tools and said, "The two previous scars have been cut off. What is applied on your face is the muscle-promoting ointment powder and the compound magic elixir powder, which can quickly heal your new wounds."

"The new wound...but I don't feel any pain at all." When she was scratched by a branch, she bled a lot and the pain made her cry for several days.

After Mo Qingfeng cleaned up, he left a piece of white gauze behind and gave Fu Yanxia a deep look: "You can't touch the wound for three hours. Just lie on the rocking chair and have a good rest. I'll do it again for three hours." Come back and treat your wounds."

Watching Mo Qingfeng walk out of the house, Fu Yanxia was suddenly moved to tears and her eyes were hot. When she was making breakfast, she met a lark. The lark also said that he envied her for Mo Qingfeng's attention. At that time, she didn't believe it. What Lark said, she felt that Mo Qingfeng was so kind to everyone. Now she believed it. The way Mo Qingfeng looked at her was not indifferent.