Chapter 1139: oh, my sick master 50

Help her?
It seems that no one has ever said this before except for Junyu.
It feels... amazing.
Finally Su Yan nodded
"it is good"
Su Gu hooked her lips.
He is very powerful.
Whatever the main is not the main god, the big deal is all eaten.
Back at the inn, Hua Wuqing was still sleeping.
It seems to have entered a long period of dormancy.
Originally thought that this was tired from the journey.
Just rest until the next day.
As a result, Hua Wuqing slept for three days.
During the period, Su Yan was stupefied and screamed and drank two bowls of soup.
Then he went into a long sleep.
On the day when the martial arts conference started, Feng Zhi finally arrived.
At that time, Su Yan and Su Gu were holding invitations to attend the martial arts conference.
Then, after walking on the main street of Changfeng Town for a short time, I saw Feng Zhi coming from the wind and dust.
Feng Zhi held a saber in her hand and wore a light blue shirt of the Xuanbing School.
"Su Yan!"
Su Yan heard the familiar voice, stopped, and looked back.
Feng Zhi ran up to Su Yan, gasping for breath.
"Oh, no more, I'm exhausted. Take a walk and drink some water first."
Feng Zhi pointed to the tea stand not far in front.
Three people sat down.
Feng Zhi first drank a bowl of tea while holding a porcelain bowl.
"Su Yan, guess what news I got?"
"Yep?"
"This martial arts conference is actually a martial arts invitation sent by the head of Feiyanzong and our head."
"and so?"
Feng Zhi propped his chin with one hand, thinking
"I remember that day Qin Luoyu said that the people who poisoned the village wanted to take the opportunity to eradicate the Demon Cult and seize the position of the leader of the martial arts?"
Su Yan nodded
"Yep"
"The matter of the leader of the martial arts is the Xuanbing Sect and the Feiyan Sect. I think it is very likely to be the Feiyan Sect!"
Su Yan looked at Feng Zhi.
After a while, said
"Inferring the truth, you can't carry your own emotions."
Feng Zhi was discouraged as soon as the voice fell.
"Oh, that Feiyan Sect really doesn't have a good person from top to bottom. I don't like any of them."
Feng Zhi admitted that he speculated with emotion.
After speaking, I can only continue drinking tea while holding the bowl.
Drink for a while.
Fengzhi, look around
"Well? Where's the Qing Qing following you?"
Su Yandao
"He is sleeping."
Feng Zhi is speechless
"Why do you give people such a girl's name, and you're so stern, is it a fool to bully people?"
She couldn't help but fight the injustice for that stupid beauty.
Su Yan took a sip of tea and shook his head
"He said it himself."
Feng Zhi obviously didn't believe it.
"Didn't he remember nothing?
How could you say that you are Qingqing?
Besides, it doesn't sound like a name. "
When Feng Zhi was talking, she couldn't help but look at Su Yan
"Aren't you curious at all about who he is? I see how he is dressed, it's pretty clear."
Obviously, Feng Zhi is an expert.
He had already thoroughly analyzed the dress that Hua Wuqing met that day.
Su Yan put the tea bowl in his hand on the table
Faint way
"I know who he is"
Feng Zhi asked casually
"who is it?"
"Flowers without tilt"
"Puff cough cough cough cough cough...what??"
Su Yan repeated it again
"Flowers without tilt"
"impossible!"
Feng Zhi vetoed it.
It is impossible for her to believe that the trembling existence called the quack is the stupid little beauty.
Su Yan looked at her,
"I mean, he is called Hua Wuqing."
When Su Yan said it the third time, Feng Zhi gradually turned the corner.