Chapter 1175： Goodbye uncle (1/2)

Afterwards, Hu Jiuer wrapped Feng Yixiu with clean gauze like a mummy. The method can be said to be quite rough, which shows that she has never done this kind of dressing treatment.

After everything was processed, Hu Jiu'er sat on the side of the bed with a nervous expression, obediently waiting for Feng Yixiu to wake up.

...

At this time, Feng Yixiu seemed to be plunged into an endless darkness, surrounded by blood-like thick black sea water, and his consciousness was very blurred.

Vaguely, Feng Yixiu seemed to see two doors far ahead, which seemed to be the sacred door and the **** door.

He tried to get closer, but his body didn't listen to his commands at all. The severe pain made him completely unconscious.

However, when he completely fell into a coma, the black sun mark behind his back became more and more illusory, and he was about to disappear completely, while the white sun mark on his chest that had disappeared for a long time was gradually becoming brighter.

Just as Feng Yixiu was completely in a coma, the door of **** opened spontaneously, and a handsome man in a black robe walked out of the door of hell, it was Feng Qianjue.

If you observe carefully, you can see that Feng Qianjue's body is very illusory, as if it may dissipate at any time...

After he walked out of the gate of hell, he first glanced at Feng Yixiu, who was in a coma, and looked at the shocking wounds on Feng Yixiu's body, his face became increasingly ugly.

But after all, he didn't wake up Feng Yixiu in the past, but walked to the sacred door and knocked gently.

After waiting for a while, the sacred door slowly opened, and Feng Qianjue strode into it.

After Feng Qianjue entered the sacred gate, he saw the first generation of the Holy Spirit King with his back facing him at first glance, and said solemnly: ”Old friend, haven't seen him for many years, don't you ask me to have a drink?”

The first generation of the Holy Spirit King slowly turned around, flipped his palm, and a bottle of white jade gourd appeared in his palm, smiling: ”Feng Qianjue, I didn't expect you to come over to see me.”

Feng Qianjue slammed his palm toward the white jade gourd, and he sucked the white jade gourd. After opening the cork, he took a swig and said coldly, ”Do you think I will disappear dingy?” ”

After saying that, Feng Qianjue threw the white jade gourd in his hand to the first generation of the Holy Spirit King.

The first generation of the Holy Spirit King steadily caught the white jade gourd, drank the wine very elegantly, and whispered softly: ”You tried your best to give the Chaos Demon Orb to Feng'er, but you just made a wedding dress. You must be unwilling, right?”

Feng Qianjue's expression gradually turned gloomy, gritted his teeth and said, ”You already knew my plan?”

The first generation of the Holy Spirit King sneered: ”The Chaos Demon Orb is the treasure of the Chaos Demon Temple. If you didn't come out in person, how could you make these monsters reappear in the world and just let a blood spirit king use...”

”Hahaha... all this is indeed my plan, as long as he falls into the magical way, no one in this world can stop me anymore, even if you are resurrected, it will not help!” Feng Qianjue's expression gradually became crazy. .

The first generation of the Holy Spirit King smiled slightly and said lightly: ”It's a pity that your plan failed. This round...you lost!”

Feng Qianjue suddenly calmed down from his crazy state, and the illusory figure gradually became more and more illusory, and he said solemnly: ”The game has just begun...The one who laughs to the end will eventually be me...”

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