Bai Fenghan looked at the scholar from afar across the stone pool, and made a mockery, "I don't know how much Mr. is here to settle down, and it will be offended to disturb him rashly." ”

The reader seemed to be seeing the highlights, staring at the scroll with glittering eyes, ignoring his words.

After a while, seeing that the scholar had never spoken, Ba Fenghan motioned for Cheng Xue to withdraw from this place and detour elsewhere.

For this kind of human beings who are alone in the Warcraft Forest, they are often strong and withdrawn, so in order to avoid an unintentional act that angers him, it is better to leave early.

When he was about to take Cheng Xue to turn around and leave, the scholar put away the scroll, stretched his waist, and said in a lazy voice: "Don't run around if you have an injury, it's not beautiful to be followed by such a beautiful little girl who was torn by a demonic beast." ”

When Ba Fenghan heard this, he stopped, only to see that the scholar had returned to the hut, and when he came out again, he had an extra fishing rod in his hand.

While sitting back in the pond and fishing, he looked at Ba Fenghan and continued: "In the past, people talked to me, and everyone called me Dad, and you were the first one to call me sir. If you want to eat fish, you still have a fishing rod in the house. ”

As for what the scholar said, Ba Fenghan had no choice but to thank him and stay. However, the reader's unwarranted kindness made him more defensive.

Just because of the honorific title of sir, Bai Fenghan would not believe one of his toes. But if you push away immediately, the danger is unpredictable.

Under the signal of Ba Fenghan, the two stayed, but they were always separated from the reader by a stone pool.

For half a day after that, the reader no longer had any words with them, except for fishing and cooking, and the rest of the time was reading.

When night fell and the scholar returned to the hut, Bai Fenghan took back the storage ring from a thunder bead that he had hidden in his hand, and then sat cross-legged and looked at the injury.

The two main veins of Rendu are intact, but the other meridians are more or less finely cracked, and eight sub-veins are seriously damaged and almost broken.

Spiritual power can repair the cracks, but it takes a lot of time, and the repair of the eight sub-veins requires the help of Lei Luodan.

However, Lei Luodan is a high-grade treasure medicine, and it is not easy to refine, and the only person he knows can refine this pill in the Yan Kingdom is Dong Feng, the great pharmacist of the imperial capital.

Ba Fenghan tried to mobilize his spiritual power, but the pain was still unbearable, but it was much more relieved than before, and it did not further deteriorate the meridians.

There was an even sound of breathing around him, and Cheng Xue, who was sitting on the ground with her arms and knees, didn't know when she was already asleep.

There was a rare trace of warmth in Ba Fenghan's eyes, he took off his coat and covered her body, and then began to carefully mobilize his spiritual power to carry out Zhou Tian operation to repair the meridians.

His speed was very slow, and it was not until the early morning of the next day that he pulled his spiritual power to complete the operation of a week.

When Ba Fenghan opened his eyes, Cheng Xue beside him was tilting his head and looking at him stupidly with his head resting on his arm, "You've already woken up?"

Cheng Xue nodded, "Seeing that you were cultivating, I didn't bother you." ”

She took off the coat she was draping on, "Put it on, I'm not cold, did I freeze last night?"

Ba Fenghan smiled and took the coat and put it back on, "Although a spiritual cultivator is not as strong as a martial artist, he can also resist the cold with spiritual power. ”

At this time, the scholar squatted at the door with a bowl of food from the house, and looked at the two of them with interest while picking up the rice in his mouth.

After he appeared, Ba Fenghan and Cheng Xue stopped talking very tacitly, and then took out the dry food they carried with them to feed their stomachs.

Half a day passed quickly, and the two sides were still safe.

Ba Fenghan held the thunder bead in his hand and carefully guarded the meridians, while Cheng Xue was stunned by the fish in the water, not knowing what he was thinking, and the readers across the pool were reading and fishing like yesterday.

After being frightened all the way, it is rare to have a moment of purity.

Cheng Xue held her cheeks, and her head was full of thoughts.

Mu Hongqi's father and daughter who were shipwrecked, the scar-faced sailor who entrusted her with his last wishes, the Nanlu Takefu who was uncertain about his life and death in Hanxiao City, and the hard-mouthed and kind-hearted strange woman Qingluan.

When she was still young, her mother persuaded her to practice martial arts, but she resisted in her heart and did not listen.

On weekdays, her grandfather and brother doted on her the most, persuading her mother, Xue'er didn't want to do it, don't force it, with us, who can bully her?

She thought of many people, and felt that she had failed many people, she was a hard-hearted character, and she only felt mixed feelings in her heart at this time.

At this moment, the scholar on the opposite side of Shitan had quietly walked behind Cheng Xue, leaned over to her ear, and whispered, "Little girl, don't think nonsense all day long. ”

Cheng Xue was startled by the sudden voice, turned her head and saw a big face that was extremely close, and slapped it without thinking about it.

And Ba Fenghan, who was meditating with his eyes closed, had already gotten up to block her at this time, facing the scholar as if he were facing a great enemy.

The scholar reached out to cover the swollen left side of his face, his head buzzing, and the sudden slap just now made him still a little dazed

After seeing that Bai Fenghan was also vigilant, he suddenly became angry in his heart, and burst into a foul mouth: "Am I the victim?!"

The scholar stretched out his right hand, which was always behind his back, and there was a steaming grilled fish on the branch in his hand, and said to Cheng Xue behind Bai Fenghan with an aggrieved face: "Little girl, I just want to ask you if you eat fish, and your hands are a little heavier." ”

"Yes, I'm sorry. Cheng Xue looked at the swollen half of his face and wanted to laugh but didn't dare, and hugged and apologized a little embarrassed.

The scholar was immediately overjoyed when he saw the playful appearance of the little girl, and even said that it was okay, but as soon as he looked away, he saw a stinky face.

I didn't see any movement from the reader, he had already grabbed Ba Fenghan and moved a few meters away, and the thunder bead in Ba Fenghan's hand was inexplicably taken away by him.

The scholar turned his back to Cheng Xue and grabbed Ba Fenghan's neck, gritted his teeth and said, "Stinky boy, just rely on your three-legged cat kung fu to beware of me? If I want to kill you, it will be easier than crushing an ant." When Lao Tzu was in the rivers and lakes, your kid was not born yet!"

Seeing that Ba Fenghan's face was already purple, and the scholar also breathed, he let go of his hand and sorted out Ba Fenghan's clothes, and said in his heart: "That guy in your body helped me once, I originally thought it was dead, since I didn't, I naturally want to pay it back, I am a person who knows how to repay it." As he spoke, he patted Ba Fenghan's shoulder.

Ba Fenghan clearly felt that a warm current entered his body from his shoulder, and after swimming around the meridians of his body, he finally entered the sleeping place of Xuezang in the sea of knowledge.

What excited him was that as the warm current passed through his body, those damaged meridians miraculously recovered as before, and even became more tenacious, although those eight branch veins did not improve, they still needed to be repaired by Lei Luodan, but they had already saved him a lot of time.

Ba Fenghan snorted, "Thank you senior!"

The scholar waved his hand and said, "The seniors are exempt, I still like to hear you called sir." ”

Scholars habitually stretch their hands to their waists, but they feel empty.

"Are you looking for this book?" Cheng Xue picked up the scroll that fell on the ground, walked over, looked at the title page of the book, and whispered, "Golden Plum?"

The reader snatched the book from Cheng Xue's hand with an arrow, and said with a little embarrassment: "Little girl's family, don't look at other people's things indiscriminately!"

Cheng Xue said: "There is a library in my house, which collects the collection of the world's texts, but I have never heard of the Golden Bottle Plum, is this book written by Mr.?"

The reader shook his head, "This book is the product of a certain writer in my hometown, and it is the only one in this world. ”