C1730 Feng Feifei's Death

"Princess, are you alright?"

"Do you want to sit down and recover from your injuries?"

"Hurry up and give your highness the spirit pellet!"

In a corner of the Pill Refining Pavilion, a few demi-humans were protecting Feng Feifei, anxiety written all over their faces.

Although this worry was not sincere, if something were to happen to Feng Feifei