Ban Jing held the umbrella, walked halfway, stumbled on his legs, and held on to the wall to catch his breath.

"Whew. "The heat in his head, the cold in his body, and the alternating taste of hot and cold made him uncomfortable. The rain-soaked clothes are tightly attached to the body, and there is an indescribable sticky feeling.

He groped in his arms for a long time, took out a small porcelain bottle with a purple body, took out the red hat cap, took out the pill and swallowed it.

On weekdays, he will prepare some medicine for injuries in case of unpreparedness, but unfortunately the capital is not far away, otherwise he will definitely have a way to solve it with himself. The medicine on hand is limited, and the illness cannot be delayed, so he insists on asking the head for medicine.

His throat rolled, he lowered the pill with some difficulty, leaned against the wall for a moment, and gradually came from a warm warmth on his body, and the fatigue on his body was less, and he continued to hold the umbrella and rush back.

He knocked on the door, didn't care about anything else, took the tea bowl to the bedside, helped Linfeng up, and sent the pills and water in, and saw that he had eaten it, and his heart was relieved and relieved.

Linfeng began to feel a little groggy, he was taken the pill, and his spirit was regained, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ban Jing who was drenched all over his body, and he wanted to reach out to touch the man's cheek, but he just fell straight to the side.

Seeing this, Ban Jing hurriedly helped him back, and seeing that he had a worried look on his face, he comforted him: "I'm fine, it's raining a little." ”

Lin Feng looked at him and wanted to open his mouth to say something, but the man kept looking at him, and his eyes were as gentle as moonlight, as if he was telling him not to worry, it would be fine.

After settling into Linfeng, Ban Jing went to the side room next to him, took off his clothes, and entered the wooden barrel, the water vapor curled, and the temperature of the whole person recovered a lot, he stroked his forehead, even the position of his temples was still a little uncomfortable.

Lin Feng looked at the side room, and looked at it for a long time, and he wanted to continue to look at it, until the man walked in front of him, maybe it was a drug attack, he felt sleepy like a net enveloping him, and he gradually lost his eyelids to support it, and fell asleep again.

The green chicken boy had been silently watching outside for a long time, and when he saw that both of them were asleep, he flew in.

It flew in front of Lin Feng, carefully took out the elixir that the desolate spirit handed over to him, and gently opened his mouth with its small paws, and then put its wings on, stuffed the elixir in, and held a cup of tea, and slowly brought it to him.

As if he was not at ease, his little wings tugged at Linfeng's throat, and he watched a faint golden light float around Linfeng's body, and then disappeared again. The green chicken boy understands that this is the elixir that has already worked, and it can rest assured.

Its exchange with the Wild Shadow consumed a lot of body, and with its current situation, it should have avoided the Wild Hell, but it was also strong by nature, and it would not give up until it reached its goal, and even if it fought hard, it would fight to the end.

It stroked its jade-clean face with its little wings, which had been taught to him by his master before, and he would never give up until the last moment.

And the exchange can be negotiated from many aspects, all things have their weaknesses, with the ability to spend three pounds in four or two, it may be possible to get out of an adversity.

It blinked its mung bean eyes, it was so tired that it closed its eyes and fell asleep in Linfeng's ear.

Ban Jing sneezed, the person woke up, his face changed from pale to normal complexion, he poked his forehead, still the high temperature did not go away, still barely resisted the state of paste in his head, came out of the barrel, took the clothes and put them on one by one.

He returned to Linfeng's bed, looking at Linfeng's sleeping face, unguarded appearance, which made people like it very much, and he wanted to tease it.

At a glance, the little green figure was also resting in Linfeng's ears, it seemed that this little bird was really inseparable from Linfeng.

Seeing that one person and one bird were sleeping comfortably, Ban Jing was not willing to disturb, but just retreated and prepared food for them.

Three days later

Linfeng gradually fell asleep unsteadily, and returned to the fairy place in his dream, only to see a person similar to Banjing, who was originally as tall as a green bamboo, and he didn't know what was going on, so he knelt down at once.

"Ask the immortal king to let go of the wind. He looked down at the ground, humble and respectful, as if he were not alone.

I saw that the man was wearing a goose-egg yellow robe, and the fairy satin was fluttering behind him, and I saw that the man kicked over the kneeling person, and Linfeng looked at his heart tightly, if he could turn into an entity in the dream, he would definitely rush to the man, stop him, and beat him again.

"Ban Jing, why do you have to be like this, but a low-grade little fairy, worthy of your attention?" the man squatted down, his slender hand climbed to Shang Jing's chin, and he held it fiercely, his nails flew long, and a red-line scratch fell on his chin.

Lin Feng shouted in his heart, he couldn't bear to watch him beg others for him, his head was cracking, he woke up all of a sudden,

"Whew...... Call. He gasped for air, his heartbeat beating at an accelerated pace, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

He cupped his chest, hoping to make his heartbeat as smooth as possible, so that his nervous and trembling body could calm down as quickly as possible.

He paused again, looked at his hands, retracted and opened them with his thoughts, and so on and so forth, and then felt the other parts. He was a little surprised, as if he had recovered, and the whole person was not like a puppet with a broken line, and he couldn't move.

He lifted the quilt a little slowly, after all, it was just right, and he was afraid that the movement would be too big and the center of gravity would be unstable. He got out of bed, put on his coat, and walked from the main room to the side room, trying to find Ban Jing and tell him the good news, and walked around, but he never saw the man.

A seed of uneasiness began to be planted in his heart, and that uneasy feeling began to take root and sprout, like a vine, wrapping around his heart, making his heart tugging and uncomfortable.

He propped up the table with his hands, gasping for breath with some shortness of breath, and glanced at the green chicken, who still seemed to be asleep.

He didn't intend to disturb the green chicken's good dreams, so he put on his clothes again, and then began to lean on the wall, ready to go to the boss to find out the situation.

One day, when he heard Ban Jing mention it, he muttered in a low voice, saying that it seems that the only way to solve it is to find the master.

He walked very slowly along the way, although he was very anxious, but his physical condition did not allow him to go too fast, and he would fall down if he walked in a hurry.

He looked up and watched as the sky gradually darkened, and the wind rose from nowhere, blowing on his face, revealing a smooth forehead, although his face was a little haggard, but the eyes that were revealed seemed to have starlight, revealing determination.

A leaf fell from the tree, rubbed against his face, and fell to the ground again, and he glanced at the yellowed fallen leaf, and his heart chuckled inexplicably.

His steps began to quicken, his heart beating faster and faster, and he felt that whether it was a dream or this scene, it was a hint that something bad was about to happen to him, or even that it had already happened.

He rushed to the front of the master's room, and after falling down a few times, he gritted his teeth and got up, allowing several cuts in his knee.

He didn't care about etiquette, and knocked on the wooden door in a hurry. "Are you there, boss? Please, let me meet. ”

The disciple who was waiting for the head of the sect was surprised by the rudeness of the wind, but he didn't expect Wuqiu to wave his hand to him unexpectedly and signal him to open the door.

"Yes. He nodded respectfully and stepped back to open the door to Linfeng.

As soon as Linfeng saw that the door was opened, he rushed in, and some of them bumped into the disciple, and he glanced at the man with some guilt, and whispered sorry.

He turned his head and rushed to the head of the house, knelt down, "The wind is reckless, I hope the head will forgive me." ”

The disciple was still a little unhappy in his heart, but when he saw that Lin Feng had apologized to him, he didn't take it too seriously, but continued to respectfully press Wu Qiu's shoulder.

Wu Qiu is still wearing a silver-gray robe, crane hair, and a peaceful face, which will not only make people feel old, but has a sense of fairy wind and bones.

He closed his eyes, stroked his long beard, and slowly opened his eyelids like old trees, looking at Linfeng with a somewhat tired expression. "What's going on. ”

"Where is Master Ban Jing?" Lin Feng looked at the other party nervously, he was eager to know, so he didn't make too many detours, and directly said the person he had been anxious about.

At first, Wuqiu seemed to be a little patient, from the hurried knock on the door to the reckless entry of the door, he did not move, and there was no sense of unhappiness.

As soon as he heard what Lin Feng said, he snorted between his noses, glanced at the disciple, motioned for the disciple to stop, got up and straightened his clothes, and prepared to get up and go back to the back room.

Lin Feng was about to ask, but at this time, the door happened to be opened, and it was Uncle Yan who came to deliver food.

"Boss, please eat. Uncle Yan reported respectfully.

"Let Uncle Yan tell you. Wu Qiu left this sentence and went into the back room without moving.

Uncle Yan was also a little strange how Linfeng came to the head of the house to disturb him, and took Linfeng out and brought him back to the place where he lived.

Uncle Yan seemed to be in a good mood, and he poured a cup of tea for Linfeng rarely, "Tell me, what to do at the master's house." ”

Linfeng frowned, his expression was worried, he was not in the mood to drink tea at all, he took the tea and just put it back on the table. looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, and it took a long time before he spoke. "Uncle Yan, Master Ban Jing is gone. ”

Uncle Yan's expression, which was originally a little relaxed, suddenly became stern, and his tone became a little colder. "You're too embarrassed to ask. ”

Lin Feng listened to the other party's tone and turned cold, and he didn't react for a while, and looked at him with a somewhat impressive expression. "I ...... What's wrong with me?"

Uncle Yan glared at Lin Feng, like a tiger in anger, his eyes were burning. "You don't know? What the whole Xuankong Gate knows, you don't know?!"

Lin Feng listened to the other party's tone, and his heart became more and more uneasy, and the vines in his heart became like the python of that day, tightening his body more and more, and entanglement him colic.

"Uncle Yan, please tell me, Master Ban Jing, what's wrong with him?" he couldn't help but hold the other party's arm and asked beggingly.

Uncle Yan shook off his hand, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then let out a long breath and told Linfeng what had happened in the previous three days.

After hearing this, Lin Feng felt like a mine had exploded in his mind, and the thunder roared, and he couldn't help himself for a while.

"He's in captivity. The other party's last words.

Lin Feng didn't bother to say anything after listening to it, and went out of the door directly.