Ten days, this is already the tenth day that Jing Chu woke up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

For ten days, Jing Chu has been lying in bed, even turning over and drowning is helped by Qingluo, and he is ashamed to completely feel the decadent and degenerate life of the feudal landlord class. It's just that it's the same depravity in bed, and this depravity is a bit unsatisfactory.

The first few days. Jing Chu stared at the curtain that seemed to be woven by Ayaluo, habitually in a daze, and sighed that the life wish he had dreamed of in his previous life was finally about to come true. Although the process is a little unbearable, it is all tears when I think about it. But at the end of the day, the great achievement of sleeping until waking up naturally has been achieved, and it seems that this achievement can be maintained for a long time. Yes, as long as you keep yourself paralyzed. It's a pity that counting the money to the cramps of the hands and some unspeakable desire of shame seems to be far away.

Next. Maybe it was the stimulation of the faint pain all over his body, or because of the boredom for a long time, Jing Chu felt a faint fire in his heart, which came out little by little. He became irritable and tried to move his hands and feet, but received no satisfactory response. This made him even angrier. The bed, and the life of being served, was not as wonderful as he had imagined at first. The impact of the catastrophe of paralysis on him began to manifest itself. He tried again and again, but failed again and again.

Now his young man's immature face has a hideousness that shouldn't appear. Today, he even began to yell at the only daughter of the princess who came to visit him, the little lord of the Dragon Palace. The little girl, even the dragon girl, was frightened by his hideous appearance. The Dragon County Lord, who had been living in the Dragon Palace since he was born, was so frightened by him that he cried and ran out of the attic. Qingluo was even more frightened, and it took a while to remember to find her own princess and report the matter.

Not long after Qingluo left, Ao Liuli came. Her face was a little tired. Maybe it's just comforting my frightened daughter. She came to Jing Chu's bedside, sat down, didn't speak, just looked at Jing Chu quietly.

There was an eerie silence in the attic, only Jing Chu's heavy gasp, obviously the catharsis just now was too draining for him now.

For a long time, Jing Chu couldn't stand the silence, and finally broke the weirdness with a voice.

"I'm sorry." After a pause, Jing Chu added, "I shouldn't be angry at her." You saved my life, and I'm still angry at you, it's so undeserved. ”

Ao Liuli stroked his face, his tone was soft, and a smile rippled on his lips, "The benefactor has suffered a lot of hardships, but he has not complained about the sky, he is already a good kung fu." For ordinary people, most of them are now looking for death and life. What's the point of ignition? I have already comforted Jin'er, and the benefactor does not have to be concerned. ”

There was a long silence again.

Ao Liuli is a smart woman, or rather, a smart female. Through these ten days of observation, she clearly knew that her little benefactor had a good conversation, and the indifference to things between her eyebrows and her lips could not hide the edges and corners of his heart. This little benefactor, like her husband, is a person who laughs at others and suffers for himself. If it weren't for the sudden paralysis that had destroyed his faith, I'm afraid he would have acted as if it had never happened.

Therefore, she knew that Jing Chu had to survive all this, and his nature destined him to survive all this. And at that time, it was time for her to repay the favor.

"Princess, I want to make something."

"Good. Benefactor, you say. ”

"Wheelchair."

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After telling Ao Liuli that he wanted to make a wheelchair, Jing Chu began to watch Ao Liuli's 360-degree all-round baptism of showing off his wealth.

Originally, Jing Chu only wanted to make a wooden wheelchair, and if it was better, use mahogany? Ao Liuli smashed out a piece of starry meteorite iron with both hands around it, and it is said that after refining, it can be as light as a feather or heavier than Mount Tai.

Jing Chu wanted to use some silk to make a cushion, so that when he was paralyzed on it, he would not block the blood vessels, and he would lose consciousness all over his body, in case the pressure was too long, the limb would be necrotic, and he would not only be crippled but also missing, and he would have to amputate his leg in minutes. When Ao Liuli heard this, he pulled out a dazzling white cloud, saying that it was the cloud brocade woven by the Weaver Girl, which was just right.

Remembering that the wheelchair of a certain god hunter in his previous life could shoot ropes and even arrows, Jing Chu tentatively asked if he could add some extra things, such as going up the stairs and helping him carry things? The princess waved her hand and shook out the materials on the ground, "Benefactor, you say, in addition to being able to fly, walk, take things, protect the lord, and hurt people, what other functions do you need?" ”

Jing Chu asked curtly: "Can I use such a thing?" ”

The princess smiled without saying a word, and began to refine. I saw her raise her hand to sacrifice a colorful three-legged small tripod, the small tripod grew in the wind, the size of a water tank in the blink of an eye, and stopped in mid-air. Three more real fires were lit under it, and as soon as the real fire came out, Jing Chu immediately felt that the room was hot. There was also an invisible force that dragged the stars and meteorites on the ground into it, and after about half a time, it threw white clouds and other materials one after another. Ao Liuliyu's fingers flew up, and one by one colorful charms flew out from his fingers and fell into the ding, dazzling and dizzy to see Jing Chu. It took nearly two hours before and after, and a Xianxia-style wheelchair was freshly baked. Finally, after quenching with an ice spell, Ao Liuli put away the three-legged tripod and the rest of the materials.

Ao Liuli pointed to her work and asked a little proudly: "Benefactor, are you still satisfied?" ”

The wheelchair is a dark gold color with dots of starlight, which is the color of the star meteorite itself. It was covered with a thick moire white velvet blanket, which was supposed to be made of cloud brocade. The back, armrests, cushions, wheels, Jing Chu looked at it little by little, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and he was overjoyed, "Satisfied, satisfied, very satisfied." ”

"But something doesn't seem right."

"What's wrong?"

"This wheelchair floats in mid-air after it comes out of the oven, so it can't be floating, right?"

"Yes, as an immortal weapon, even if it is the lowest-level immortal weapon, this is its basic ability."

"Why is the ornament on it in the shape of a dragon? The two armrests too. ”

"The concubine body is made in the shape of the dragon chair of the concubine's father. The dragon thing is naturally in the form of a dragon. ”

"Uh, princess, I'm mortal, I'll be beheaded if I use it to swagger through the mortal world."

"Well, there's something wrong with it, I'll add another trick to it, and mortals will see that it's just an ordinary wooden wheelchair."

"Uh-huh." Jing Chu was completely satisfied, and a smile bloomed on his face.

Ao Liuli saw Jing Chu smiling sincerely for the first time in these days, and he also put down a big stone in his heart, and he also smiled. Suddenly, as if he remembered something again, he smiled even more, and opened his mouth to ask, "Benefactor, are you really satisfied this time?" ”

Jing Chu's eyes kept lingering on the wheelchair, just the right line, cold and suppressed flamboyant colors, especially the pure white moire blanket, all this fascinated him, if it wasn't for being paralyzed in bed, he would have jumped up and hugged it and kissed it fiercely. Therefore, he didn't realize what Ao Liuli asked, and replied unintentionally: "I'm really satisfied, I can't be more satisfied." ”

"Then the benefactor is doing the concubine a small favor."

"Don't say one, ten will do."

"Be a husband to the daughter of the concubine."

"No problem."

Half-ranging, "Ahh

The beauty smiled skillfully, as if she hadn't seen it at all, turned around gracefully, and left. Leaving a fluttering sentence, "Jin'er Ming'er came over to greet Mr. ”