Chapter 169: Angry
If she hadn't shot far away from time to time, if it weren't for the fact that the seal in her body had consumed too much of the thousand-year-old Qingyunzhi's aura, she would have eaten it so directly at that time, she wouldn't be able to withstand the thousand-year-old Qingyunzhi's aura at all, and it was very likely that she would explode and die!
But the wind is still light, as if it doesn't know anything・・・・・・
No, it's not right, she heard someone outside the house at that time, and she must have noticed it at that time, but-
Why didn't he say a word and watched her make a mistake indifferently?!
"My lord? Adult ・・・・・・"
The sound of Yan Laosan and Changzhuan cowering woke Feng Qiao from the chaos, she opened her eyes, only to find that she had fallen to the ground at some point, and the two people in front of her were still half-squatting and half-kneeling, looking at her cautiously with snot and tears on their faces. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The stone pot on the fire gurgles, and the venison boiled inside gives off an enticing aroma, which is seasoned with the spiced fruit. There are few condiments in the mountains, but the presence of this fruit makes up for the deficiency, whether it is a barbecue or cooking, picking a few and putting it in, the taste is salty and fragrant, and it is extremely delicious.
Now that the snow was all over the mountains, it was not easy to travel, but fortunately there were reserves in the house that had been dried and stored in the morning, and she turned them out of the grain piled up in the corner of the house, and went to catch a wild deer, and stewed the pot of broth.
If he doesn't eat it, he is now a sword soul, and his body is not even a physical body. Feng Qiao hadn't seen him meditate and cultivate, and more often, he just silently wiped the Nine Punishments and accompanied her to meditate.
The smell of meat made the gurgling in the stomachs of Iwasan and Changzhuan even louder, and both of them stared at the stone pot with a little green eyes. After the sudden change in the weather, it was difficult for them to get food, and now they are hungry and yellow-skinned.
Feng Qiao's mind was still in chaos, and he couldn't come back to his senses when he was immersed in a thought about the flowing wind, so he didn't want to pay more attention to them, so he just waved his hand and let them eat by himself, and sat on the side in a daze.
As soon as Yan San and the others saw that Feng Qiao allowed them to eat, they immediately burst into tears of joy, and rushed up to grab the meat in the pot like crazy, and filled their mouths with their mouths, while they were still screaming hot.
The two of them only felt a headache, she simply got up, brushed open the animal skin curtain hanging on the door and walked out, and in an instant the cold wind outside the house blew away the heat brought out of the house, and the snow was fluttering, and she sneezed.
The snow was so thick that it didn't reach your calves when you stepped on it. Feng Qiao squatted down silently, her whole person was soaked in the snow, and her fiery red dress fell on the snow in an instant, she didn't move, and let the snow bury her.
Today's cultivation has been able to ensure that she is not frostbitten by the cold wind, cold snow, and frost, not to mention, the clothes she wears are also embroidered with runes to keep her warm and remove dust.
She just wanted to be quiet.
I don't know how long it took, Feng Qiao was so dazed that she almost fell asleep, and just as her sanity gradually dissipated, a cold and abrupt voice sounded in her ears:
"Get up."
"Ruoyuan?" She struggled to open her eyes, and at a glance saw Ruoyuan's side face as crystal as ice and snow, and he bent down to scoop her up from the snow, hugged her horizontally, and walked into the house.
Feng Qiao arched into his arms and said sullenly: "Let's go down the mountain, I'm going to find someone." ”
Ruoyuan didn't seem to hear it at all, and his hand holding her was a little strong. As she walked, all the snow on her body slipped down, and the curtain of the animal skin opened without wind, and he walked in silently carrying her.
Yan San and the two of them had already eaten and drunk enough, and rested in the corner of the house. Seeing the figures they walked into, he poked his head into it, and immediately shrank back smartly, nestled in the corner of the wall without saying a word, pretending to be dummies.
Ruoyuan carried Feng Qiao back to the ice bed, let go and gently put her on. He was still silent, his usual clear and quiet gaze was somehow cold, and his movements had a tough aura that could not be refused.
A substantial Yuan Force suddenly rushed out, directly lifting Yan San and the long bolt out of the door, the two of them widened their eyes and were full of surprise, and the door curtain fell with a snap, and it was covered with a thick layer of ice in an instant, firmly sealing the door.
"Ruoyuan・・・・・・" Feng Qiao called tentatively, but saw that his eyes were cold and his face was as cold as frost and snow, so he reached out to untie her collar. Feng Qiao screamed in fright, stretched out his hand to shoot, his eyes were cold, his big palm firmly held her two hands above her head, and with the other hand, he directly tore off her outer skirt.
Feng Qiao was shocked, and secretly said that it was not good, knowing that he was really angry, and sure enough, he let go of his hand and grabbed her, and threw it aside with his torn outer skirt. Seeing that he turned around to leave, Feng Qiao was in a hurry, pounced forward, firmly hugged his waist, and plunged into his arms, and then a crying voice sounded: "Don't go!" ”
After shouting, she didn't care about it, hugged him and cried: "Don't go, I'm uncomfortable." I just don't feel comfortable, I can't believe that he is such a person, he has always been so good to me, he saved me, took me to Cold Cloud City, he also taught me to cultivate, clean up the people who bullied me, I thought, I thought ・・・・・・"
Feng Qiao didn't know why he suddenly hugged Ruoyuan and cried like this, and put his embarrassment in front of him unabashedly. She clearly didn't see Ruoyuan for long, but subconsciously staying by his side felt at ease and comfortable, as if she was dependent and dependent, in such a most helpless moment, only he could let her talk to her heart's content.
Sure enough, Ruoyuan stiffened, but then reacted, he reached out a little clumsily to hug her, and gently patted her back. He probably hadn't comforted anyone like this, his posture was a little stiff and unfamiliar, but he tried very hard to soothe her emotions on the verge of collapse.
He is a soul body, and the clothes condensed by soul power are a kind of watery softness, with his unique coolness, a faint cold fragrance. Feng Qiao buried his head in his arms and cried breathlessly, and wiped his tears on him regardless of it.
"Don't be angry," she murmured, although she didn't know why Ruoyuan suddenly got angry, she came back to her senses for a long time, poked her head out of his arms, and saw the cold anger in his cold eyes turn back to clarity and tranquility, and her heart settled a little, hehe smiled and wiped the tears on her face roughly, "I'm just-it's good to finish crying." ”
Wiping away her tears, she sniffled, only then did she reflect what stupid thing she had just done, and as soon as the memory flipped through in her mind, her face suddenly turned red, and she wanted to push Ruoyuan away and hide to the side, closing her eyes and not being able to bear to look at his expression.
It's a shame!
Feng Qiao pushed, Ruoyuan didn't move, not only did he not let go, but the hand around her shoulder was even harder, gently but toughly took her in his arms, and patted her on the back, "The clothes are wet." ”
Wet clothes?
Feng Qiao immediately reached out to wipe it, and couldn't help but suspect that he had wet Ruoyuan's clothes with tears in pain just now, but shouldn't he be such a stingy person, angry about this?
The black fabric is as soft as clouds and water, and it is not physical at all. Feng Qiao touched a few more handfuls, and couldn't help frowning, the clothes condensed by soul power couldn't be wet at all.
The muscles behind his clothes are stiff, and he looks long and thin, but he can't imagine that he actually has such a solid and thin body・・・・・・ (to be continued.) )