The first wild phoenix master beast: lazy concubine Zhu Tian

As night falls, the fog becomes thicker on Penglai Island. The fog at night wets every corner of Penglai Island. The screams and low roars of birds and beasts are occasionally heard from the green forest, making the night more mysterious.

Feng Yunmo used the cat bell and rushed straight from the deepest part of the bamboo forest to the South Pavilion where Beiming Yexuan lived.

"Can you go faster?" Feng Yunmo frowned, her heart seemed to be tied up by something, and she was trembling slightly. A touch of irritation made her uneasy.

Mao Ling raised his head, glanced sideways, and glanced at the person behind him.

The running direction suddenly changed, and it rushed into the bamboo forest next to the path again.

There were a lot of thorns placed in the long bamboo forest next to the path. This was done to prevent wild beasts from entering Penglai Island and causing trouble.

Mao Ling knew Feng Yunmo's thoughts, endured being scratched by long and sharp thorns, and quickly jumped out of the bush full of thorns.

The speed was only a blink of an eye, and before Feng Yunmo even had time to stop him, Mao Ling rushed out from the mountain behind the South Pavilion.

The back mountain is very high, and the fog is at its thickest at this moment, so it is impossible to see what is below.

Thick fog covered the entire Nange Courtyard. Mao Ling relied on his familiarity with the terrain to accurately jump to the top of the century-old tree planted in front of the South Pavilion. In just a split second, Mao Ling jumped from the top of the tree.

Went down to the big courtyard.

"We're here, go in and take a look." Mao Ling jumped to the ground and lay weakly on the ground.

Her body was covered with scratches, especially the cat's face.

The bloodstains were not as painful as her heart. Her powerlessness came from Wuying's betrayal of her.

Feng Yunmo quickly jumped down from behind her, and the hand holding the ancient bell brushed over the top of Mao Ling's head. The recovery of the war beast spread over Mao Ling's body, and every wound on Mao Ling's body turned into floating white shining stars.

The injuries on Mao Ling's body gradually healed as they were covered with Fu Yuan Powder.

The cat bell made a "meow" sound and said feebly: "Leave me alone, I will be fine. We cats have a little bit of mysterious energy in themselves, but tomorrow, the body will automatically recover."

"Don't talk nonsense, have a good rest, don't think too much, many things are already destined to be fruitless, don't force it." Feng Yunmo frowned and said with a heavy heart.

Cat Ling also shrank into a small form when Feng Yunmo put her hand on her head, curled up into a ball and "meowed" at Feng Yunmo.

Feng Yunmo took her back to the omnipotent space. She could help treat her external injuries, but Feng Yunmo could not help her with the wounds in her heart.

All she can give is time.

A gust of wind blew across her face. The temperature in the middle of the night was getting colder and colder, and even the wind seemed to be carrying a sharp blade.

Feng Yunmo squinted her eyes and looked at the room where Beiming Yexuan lived.

A light shines on the entire huge room, but there is no movement inside. Does that mean he is fine?

Feng Yunmo frowned again. Without any time to think, she ran straight to the room, kicked the door hard and shouted: "Beiming Yexuan."

A faint fragrance overflowed from the room, which was full of ancient charm and extremely luxurious. Feng Yunmo's eyes fixed anxiously on the big bed in the room.

He stood in front of the bed, with his naked body and his clothes in his hands. He turned his evil face sideways and looked at Feng Yunmo with a coquettish smile on his lips: "Miss me?"

The corner of Feng Yunmo's mouth twitched wildly for a few times, then she quickly turned around, her face was slightly hot, and with a hint of annoyance in her heart, she shouted: "What are you doing?"