"Buzz!"

In Luo Qingtong's mind, the consciousness that belonged exclusively to Tian Lingmu jumped up at once.

Just when Luo Qingtong's claws touched Ji Feiyu's wound, the consciousness of Tianlingmu jumped in her mind.

You know, ever since the black mist formed by the Tianlingmu in the Immortal Perishing Land was broken because of the resentment of those strong men who blocked the Immortal Perishing Land, it has been silent and there has been no movement.

Luo Qingtong originally thought that she would leave after returning to the Zhenyan Continent this time, and then try to find a way in other star fields to see if she can recover the Tianlingmu.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the seed of the Sky Spirit Wood suddenly trembled because she touched Ji Feiyu's wound.

You must know that Tianlingmu feeds on souls, especially the power of resentment between heaven and earth, the power of ghosts, especially its source of power, the delicious food in its mouth.

Could it be that the problem of Ji Feiyu's inability to cultivate is related to his soul?

Thinking of this, Luo Qingtong immediately opened her blood pupils and looked at Ji Feiyu's wound.

When she probed Ji Feiyu's body before, she avoided his wound intentionally or unintentionally.

The main reason is that when she was squatting on Ji Feiyu's shoulder before, Suiyu and the others told her not to touch Ji Feiyu's wound, Luo Qingtong unconsciously ignored Ji Feiyu's wound.

And when she inspected Ji Feiyu's body, she did not find any problems in his body.

It stands to reason that there would be no problem with his wound, so Luo Qingtong ignored it.

At this moment, Lingmu's consciousness trembled, but it made Luo Qingtong react.

She's just afraid she's overlooked something.

Ji Feiyu's body doesn't have any problems, but it doesn't mean that he himself really doesn't have any problems.

This matter is very likely to come from his soul.

And the only breakthrough point for her to probe his soul, I'm afraid it will land on his wound.

Thinking of this, Luo Qingtong suddenly meowed towards Ji Feiyu's wound.

She carefully examined the wound on Ji Feiyu's hand, then thought for a while, and jumped out suddenly, and after a while, she jumped in from the outside again with a bottle of liquid medicine in her mouth.

Behind her, followed by a group of maidservants who were chasing after her.

"Hey, kitten, please return my medicine quickly, that one can't play!"

Suiyu and the others rushed to Ji Feiyu's room after Luo Qingtong's figure, but they were surprised to see Luo Qingtong pour the liquid medicine in her mouth on Ji Feiyu's wound.

"So you came here with the medicine to heal the young master? You are really cute."

And Ji Feiyu was moaning in pain because Luo Qingtong's claw poked the wound, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

His body is very strange, and he cannot be injured even a little bit. If he is injured, it will be very painful.

Not only that, but his wounds can't be healed by force, they can only let it repair itself slowly.

So this time, when he watched Luo Qingtong bring the medicinal liquid to heal his wounds, he immediately laughed.

"Thank you, but this liquid medicine is useless to me, thank you for your concern."

Ji Feiyu's smile was weak, but he still managed to support his body and stroked Luo Qingtong lightly.

The latter ignored him.

Her gaze has been fixed on Ji Feiyu's wound.

Saw!

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