First Summoner

Chapter 969 Someone is jealous

Feng Huaqing's eyes were deep. He thought that Shen Xingke's actions in the Zhongge Ancestral Hall would soon be discovered, and his anger subsided a little.

He said softly: "In this case, let's wait for Miss Shen to see Yan's father, and then I will ask Miss Shen to go to the dungeon to treat A Yan's injuries."

"Okay." Shen Yan nodded and stretched out his right hand.

Feng Huaqing was slightly stunned when he saw this.

Shen Yan smiled slightly, "Young Master Hua Qing, since you have already agreed, you should not mind giving me the five thousand Honghuang Pearls first."

Feng Huaqing: “…”

He forced a decent smile, then took out five thousand Honghuang beads from the storage space and handed them to Shen Yan.

"Miss Shen, are you people from the Black Clothes Alliance so short of money?"

"The Black Alliance has no shortage of it, but I do." After Shen Yan accepted his five thousand Honghuang beads, she nodded slightly towards Feng Huaqing.

Feng Huaqing still maintained his smile, but felt quite aggrieved in his heart.

The two continued chatting along the way.

Frequent testing and fighting.

...

Feng family, outside the middle pavilion.

Shen Yan slowly raised her head and looked at the central pavilion in front of her.

Soon, she saw the Phoenix Clan leader and a group of elders walking out of the main gate of the Central Pavilion, and everyone's face was grim.

Naturally, they also saw Shen Yan.

Feng Huaqing immediately stepped forward and said to the Phoenix Clan leader and others, "Father, Miss Shen is here."

The eyes of the Phoenix tribe leader and others were as sharp as those of hawks, shooting at Shen Yan.

Seeing this, Shen Yan also took two steps forward.

Under their gaze, Shen Yan stretched out his two hands and bowed, "Disciple Shen Xingke, greets the Phoenix Clan leader and the elders."

Everyone's eyes instantly fell on her left hand.

Feng Huaqing frowned at first.

How can it be?

Because there was no trace of wound on the back of Shen Yan's left hand, the skin was white, tender and smooth, looking like the skin of a newborn baby.

The Phoenix Clan leader narrowed his eyes and said, "Today, an intruder broke into our Phoenix Clan's ancestral hall. The intruder was injured on his left hand."

Shen Yan looked up in surprise, "Clan Leader Feng, are you doubting me?"

"Show us your left hand." said the Phoenix clan leader in a deep voice.

Shen Yan immediately raised his left hand and showed it front and back.

"My left hand is unharmed."

Chief Feng and the others saw it clearly.

It was exactly as she said, there was no sign of injury on her left hand at all.

The third elder of the Phoenix Clan asked grimly, "Why did Miss Shen come back early?"

Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, "I felt a little unwell today, so I thought about coming back to rest for a while."

"After Miss Shen came back, did you ever leave the guest house?"

"No. However, I heard some noise coming from outside the guest house, but I suppressed my curiosity and did not go out."

Her answer left the Phoenix Clan's third elder speechless.

Several other elders asked a few more questions.

Shen Yan's answer was not perfect, but this just happened to increase the authenticity of what she said.

"Okay, you can go back." The Phoenix tribe leader was naturally very confident in the power of the bone arrows he shot. It was impossible for a person who was hit by this arrow to recover so quickly in such a short time.

Shen Yan bowed her head and agreed.

When she was about to retreat, she looked in the direction of Feng Huaqing.

Feng Huaqing was holding his breath in his heart. He naturally knew what she wanted to do next, so he turned his head away inadvertently to avoid meeting her eyes.

But who would have expected Shen Xingke to be so tactless.

She sent a message directly to him: "Master Huaqing, if you are not free, you can also send someone to take me to the dungeon to tie up Feng Huayan for treatment. I can't just take your Honghuang Pearl and do nothing, right? What's more, you are a brother who loves your brother very much, and you will not tolerate your brother suffering for a long time."

Feng Huaqing almost couldn't help it.

He secretly took a deep breath, then he walked towards Shen Yan and replied in a voice transmission: "I'll let my servant take you to the dungeon."

Shen Yan looked at him, "Young Master Hua Qing, do you have any high-level life-saving elixirs?"

Feng Huaqing slowly clenched his hands under his sleeves.

He had never seen anyone who could go so far!

He clearly took five thousand... no, a total of ten thousand Honghuang beads from him, but he was unwilling to give him an extra healing pill.

He said nothing, and took out a bottle of pills from the storage space. Just as he was about to open the bottle cap and pour out a high-level pill,

Shen Yan took the pill bottle on his own initiative.

She said earnestly, "Young Master Huaqing, you are indeed a good brother."

Feng Huaqing's face froze.

There are ten high-level healing pills in here! They are worth thousands of Honghuang beads!

"Miss Shen, if there are any pills left, please..." Before she could say the words "return them to me", she was interrupted by Shen Yan.

"Don't worry, I will pass it on to Feng Huayan. Don't worry about me doing it."

Feng Hua's handsome face twisted for a moment, and a strong murderous intent surged in his heart.

"…Okay." What the hell! Who the hell wants to save Feng Huayan? He wished he would die sooner! If he died sooner, he wouldn't waste so many of his Honghuang beads and high-level elixirs!

Afterwards, Shen Yan followed his servants to the Feng family dungeon.

...

In a dark and damp dungeon.

Along with the groans of pain, the stench of decay continued to come.

Shen Yan followed the servant into a cell.

Compared with other cells, this cell is clean and tidy.

There are beds too.

The unconscious young man in red just lay on the stone bed.

The attendant said a few words to the captain of the guards in the cell, and the captain of the guards immediately opened the cell door and let Shen Yan in.

Originally, the servant was planning to stay by the side, but Shen Yan asked him to leave the cell.

Shen Yan raised his hand and set up a barrier to prevent people outside the cell from seeing in.

Shen Yan approached the stone bed and looked down at the dying young man lying on the bed. She saw that the young man's red clothes were wet.

It was soaked with blood.

The wounds on his body burst open again.

There were marks of a hard slap on the boy's cheek, his lips were pale, he looked like a dead person, and his breathing was extremely weak.

Shen Yan immediately fed him two high-level pills.

Then, just as she was about to take off his coat—

The cold voice of the silver-haired man came from the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Are you like this to every guy?"

Shen Yan paused and replied, "No."

Neither?

What kind of answer is that?

The silver-haired man just felt that she was just being perfunctory, and he felt a slight pain at the corner of his lips.

Seeing that she had already stripped off the red-clothed boy's coat, the silver-haired man's eyes became even colder.

Soon, Bai Ze was summoned out by Shen Yan.

Shen Yan stepped aside and let Bai Ze reapply medicine and bandage the boy's wound.

The silver-haired man's expression finally eased a little.

Suddenly, her voice came slowly.

"Feng Xingyao, do you remember me?"