When Lin Wufeng returned to the door, the whole house was dark, and it was almost early in the morning, and they should all be asleep.

But when Lin Wufeng opened the door, with his keen eyes, he found that there was actually a person lying on the sofa. And from Lin Wufeng's professional point of view, this figure is definitely a woman, and from the perspective of her figure, she is 100% stunning. Judging from the above conditions, in this room, there is only one person who meets these conditions - Zhang Qingwu.

Lin Wufeng didn't turn on the light, but tiptoed to the sofa opposite her and sat down, holding his chin with his right hand, just looking at her quietly.

Zhang Qingwu under the moonlight is hazy and delicate, like a Tianshan Snow Lotus that cannot be played with, even if he sleeps, his whole body exudes a strong cold breath. It is also this kind of aura that attracts Lin Wufeng and can't extricate himself!

At night, the moonlight came in through the window and shone on Zhang Qingwu's body, as if she was dressed in a white gauze dress, which made her look even more cold and noble.

The night was very quiet, and I could hear Zhang Qingwu's steady breathing. Between that exhale and inhalation, it can drive Lin Wufeng's heartbeat. There was even a momentary illusion that made Lin Wufeng feel that his heartbeat was born for her breathing. If she was not breathing, then he would not have a heartbeat.

I have to say that Lin Wufeng's eyesight is excellent, even on such a moonlit night, Lin Wufeng can still see Zhang Qingwu's long eyelashes trembling slightly. She should be dreaming at this moment, but, in her dream, will there be me? Lin Wufeng thought stupidly.

Looking at the woman on the sofa, a poem actually popped up in Lin Wufeng's mind:

The beauty is pitiful on the couch, half-open lips and half-open curtains,

The eye waves are flowing and the style is thousands, looking forward to the king's picking, looking forward to the king's sleep.

Lin Wufeng suddenly felt a burst of distress in his heart for no reason-this stupid woman was actually waiting for him to go home.

If she doesn't come back overnight, will she just sleep on the couch all night?

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Wufeng's entire heart was about to melt. Except for his grandfather, is there anyone in this world who cares so much about himself?

I don't know if it was because of the change in Lin Wufeng's mood that caused a slight movement in his body, and the sofa under his buttocks made a short sound. Although it was very small, in this silent night, Zhang Qingwu was still noisy.

Zhang Qingwu propped himself up, rubbed his eyes, and saw Lin Wufeng sitting in front of him by the moonlight, and was not frightened, but said lightly: "Are you back?" ”

Zhang Qingwu didn't ask Lin Wufeng what he was doing, she didn't want to ask, and she didn't want to know, all she cared about was whether Lin Wufeng could come back safely. As long as you can come back, then, everything is enough. As for other things, if he wanted to tell himself, he would tell himself. Even Zhang Qingwu herself didn't know why she trusted Lin Wufeng so much.

Lin Wufeng listened to this ordinary sentence, did not speak, but stretched out his hand, pulled Zhang Qingwu over, hugged her tightly in his arms, and said gently: "I promise you, I will not come back so late in the future." ”

Zhang Qingwu didn't agree, she didn't want Lin Wufeng to sacrifice anything because of this promise, she just struggled slightly, and said, "Hungry, right?" I'm going to cook you a bowl of noodles. ”

Lin Wufeng didn't let go of his hand because of Zhang Qingwu's struggle, but hugged it tighter, so that he could clearly feel Zhang Qingwu's existence. Therefore, it also made Zhang Qingwu a little breathless.

He whispered in her ear, "I'm not hungry, I'm a little tired, just hug you." ”

Zhang Qingwu's cheeks were slightly red, fortunately no one saw it, otherwise he would have died of shyness. But she didn't struggle anymore, just whispered, "Hmm." ”

Zhang Qingwu thought that Lin Wufeng would hug her for a while, but after only a short while, Lin Wufeng let go of her and led her back to the room.

After saying "good night", he went back to his room.

It's not that he doesn't want to hug Zhang Qingwu for a while, and it's not that he doesn't want to enter Zhang Qingwu's room, but-

As soon as he entered his room, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and in the bright moonlight, the bright red blood was scattered on the ground, looking so bewitching and weird.

I forced my luck, and when I killed that group of thugs, I was already exhausted, and a mouthful of blood was blocked in my chest, and I couldn't disperse for a long time. But in order to show that he was okay in front of Zhang Qingwu, he did not hesitate to prick a needle in his throat with a silver needle while holding Zhang Qingwu, even if this would accelerate his internal injury, but he would never let her find out.

"Poof", when Lin Wufeng spurted out that mouthful of blood, the person collapsed to the ground, he didn't faint, but his whole body couldn't move, and his consciousness was still clear.

Lin Wufeng could clearly feel that he was gradually losing control of his body, and the pain coming from all over his body made him worse than dead. What's even more uncomfortable is that I won't faint because of this pain, but will become more and more awake because of this pain. It's such a fucking feeling.

The true qi in the body is also accelerating, and it is not easy to accumulate a month's true qi, but it has been exhausted when he went to save Fu Nishang, plus he forced his luck, and then he did not hesitate to block the blood, and he has lost the true yuan.

If it is a loss of true qi, it is a big deal that it can be made up through cultivation in the future, but if it is a loss of true yuan, it is a consumption of one's own life, even if there is a panacea, it will be useless.

Lin Wufeng could feel that the true qi in his body was dissipating, and it seemed that his injuries had aggravated again under the condition of this forced force. It seems that he really has a short life.

Lin Wufeng endured the severe pain in his body, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and silently recited the mantra taught by his grandfather in his heart, and at the same time urged the last bit of true qi in his body to start slowly running according to the Zhou Tian cycle.

The true qi in his body was like a thin line, slowly crawling in Lin Wufeng's body, although it was very slow, but it was really moving forward.

After a week, Lin Wufeng's forehead was already covered with a thick layer of dense sweat, and he was tired like a cow because of it, and he couldn't breathe.

But as long as you get through this first week, the rest of the things will be much easier. Because, the true qi in the body is now as thick as a little finger, and when it runs, there are not so many blockages, and it is much smoother.

After three weeks, Lin Wufeng was finally able to control his body, and at this time, the sky outside was gradually brightening.