He wanted to kill Chuxi?

Just now, he had asked her to help treat Junior Brother Wu, but she choked him half to death with a single sentence. How could he help others?

Liu Wuyan also smiled bitterly and didn't say anything else.

"Oh right, since he's great master Liu's old friend, I'll visit him when I'm free." Feng congyun said.

"No need. He's not an old friend. He's the descendant of an old friend of my ancestor. He's a cultivator from the human realm. He wasn't a Saint level master yet, but he came to the Qing-Yun realm and was injured. You don't have anything to do with him, so you don't have to go." Liu Wuyan declined.

Hearing this, Feng congyun no longer insisted and sent him out.

When she returned, Feng lengsong was leaning against the headboard, gritting his teeth. No one knew what he was thinking.

"Leng song, what exactly is going on this time?" Feng congyun asked with a serious expression.