Chapter 77 Come to the Door!

Feng Jiu put away her fists and looked at the beautiful girl standing on the steps. The more she looked, the more pleasing she felt. ? 81 Chinese? Chinese?? w?w?w?. 88?1?zw. com

Leng Shuang returned to her senses, walked towards her, bowed her head slightly and said respectfully, "Master, the young master has not come back yet."

"He went out early in the morning and hasn't returned yet?" She said in surprise, and asked again, "Isn't the marriage between the Guan family and the Ke family three days later?"

"It's three days later."

Leng Shuang responded, her voice paused, and she said, "But when the young master left, he said that he wanted to go back early, and he didn't want the master to follow him. He said he would handle it himself."

Hearing this, Feng Jiu smiled. Thinking about it, he was worried that if she went to the scene, she would be a little uncomfortable. Moreover, he still didn't believe that the Guan family would be too cruel to him, let alone that his clansmen would benefit from it. treat him indifferently in front of him.

This is fine, let him handle it himself, and he will know that some people will be ruthless in the face of interests, even clan brothers.

In his family, she didn't like them at all.

It's the Feng family...

Thinking of what she knew about the Feng family after coming to Yunyue City, a trace of complexity crossed her mind.

The people of the Feng family really love Feng Qingge, but they don't know that Feng Qingge, who is now in their hands, killed their original daughter.

Leng Shuang on the side looked at the disorganized knife marks on Feng Jiu's face, and couldn't help but flicker.

The knife marks were scattered across the master's face in a disorderly manner, and countless knife scars covered her original face, and all she saw were those scars that made people tremble.

She really couldn't imagine, who would destroy a woman's face so completely? What kind of hatred can get such a hand?

Thinking of the master who has no self-protection power, she secretly made up her mind that she must protect her every step of the way in the future.

The current Leng Shuang doesn't know Feng Jiu's skill and strength, because since she followed her, all she has seen is her playing this soft and powerless boxing in the yard every morning.

In addition, she is a pharmacist herself, so her preconceived notions also made her think that she is only proficient in refining medicine, but she is vulnerable in terms of cultivation.

Feng Jiu, who was thinking about things, noticed Leng Shuang's gaze, turned her head to look at her, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Leng Shuang shook his head and lowered his head slightly.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu seemed to think of something, touched her face, and smiled lightly: "I wonder how my face is ruined like this?"

She paused in her voice and said indifferently, "Actually, it looks much better now. At the beginning, I couldn't bear to look directly at me."

She was not too worried about the scars on her face. After all, as long as the elixir was complete, it would take less than a month to restore her face to its original state. What she is more worried about now is her cheap brother's hand.

There was news from the black market that the elixir she was looking for was difficult to find, and she had not yet found it all.

One day when the elixir was not available, his hand could not recover for a day, and she could not let go of her heart for a day. If she really can't find the elixir, then she can only barter to those who have the elixir in exchange.

At this time, in Ke's house

Guan Xilin's handsome face in a dark blue robe was slightly dark. Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, he asked in a firm voice, "Are you really going to marry my cousin? Did you agree to it yourself? Or was it forced by your family? yours?"