"Having your words, Senior Brother, really reassures me a lot. Chu Yuanyang contained the disappointment released in an instant, and then, calming down, he crossed the wind at the door and stepped into the thatched house.

Feng Lige's bewitching eyes crossed a few different colors, the feather eyelashes were inciting, hiding the emotions in his heart, standing straight at the door with his back straight, for a long time, waiting for the shallow ripples tumbling under his heart to disappear, then he turned around and followed into the thatched house.

Chu Yuanyang's current alchemy level is still at the first level, and the number of times he comes to the medicine garden to do practical alchemy is very small, not to mention her, even if he is Feng Lige, he rarely sees him alchemy, most of them are specializing in how to make alchemy techniques more sophisticated.

It's not that they don't want to do it, it's that it consumes too many herbs, and any kind of pill will cost dozens of herbs, and because their own level is too low, the success rate of a furnace of pills is also very low, if the two of them practice with herbs every day, I'm afraid that within a year, the herbs in the entire medicine garden will be used by her people.

Furthermore, Elder Miao had reminded them that if they wanted to practice alchemy, they would either provide the herbs themselves, or list the herbs they needed every time, and ask the sect master for approval, before they could pick them.

The two people in the thatched hut were looking through the pill booklet at the same time, not saying a word, and even breathing lightly.

Long!

"Senior Brother Feng!" Chu Yuanyang put down the bamboo album in his hand and raised his eyes to look at the wind and song seven or eight feet away.

"Huh?" Feng Lige never raised his head, the black wing-like eyelashes left a shadow in the naturally raised eye sockets, crystal clear, the skin glowing with snow jade was silent and leisurely, although the corners of the red and soft mouth were not as upturned as usual, but they showed the inviolability of the Holy Spirit, and the particularly significant bright red between the eyebrows changed with the change of his expression, not bewitching, but like thousands of sand flowers in the netherworld and hell, gorgeous and eye-catching.

Chu Yuanyang didn't want to speak again when he saw that he was a little fond of it, but he really didn't ask unpleasantly: "Last time in Python Mountain, the scarlet-clothed clone that appeared out of thin air... Do you know that man?"

Feng Lige's hand flipping the bamboo book paused, and the voice spit out from his thin lips had a sticky tail: "Hmm." ”

Chu Yuanyang's heart was excited, he swept away the haze in his heart, his dark eyes became clear and smart, and he continued to ask: "Then do you know where she is?"

The purpose of her coming to the cultivation realm was originally for the owner, and if she could find the owner here, it would also be a matter of her heart.

Feng Lige heard her excitement and caution, as if she was afraid to hear the word "I don't know" in her mouth.

"What are you looking for her?" he asked casually, and his tone was very flat, but the eyes that suddenly changed color under the thick eyelashes betrayed his uneasy heart at the moment.

"You don't know where she is?" Chu Yuanyang naturally skipped his rhetorical question.

Feng Lige turned sideways, facing the window of the thatched house, blocking the emotion he should have: "Why do I have to tell you." ”

Forehead!

This sentence can be regarded as stopping Chu Yuanyang.

"If you don't say it, forget it!" glanced at him, turned his head as if he was burdened, grabbed the bamboo book in front of him and continued to look through it.

Feng Lige glanced sideways, the face of the silver bowl of snow was moist and clear, and the afterglow of exploration and doubt slid on Chu Yuanyang's body.

Chu Yuanyang seemed to feel something and looked sideways.

Feng Lige retracted his gaze casually.

Chu Yuanyang's eyebrows frowned lightly and his gaze turned away.

The moment she looked away, he looked at her again, and before he could settle down, he met a pair of "I already see you" eyes.

He coughed lightly and looked away as if nothing had happened.

"I always think it's weird. Chu Yuanyang asked Bi Fang intently.

Bi Fang said leisurely: "When is he weird, I think, the strangest thing is the Aoshuang who has met with you a few times, but is not very familiar with it." ”

Through Chu Yuanyang, Bi Fang already knew what had happened in the days when he was sleeping.

"What kind of owner is that, you have to find it?"

Chu Yuanyang said categorically: "You have to find it." ”

"Feng Lige can take out the phantom of the owner of the village, he must be very familiar with the owner, if you want to know earlier, you can only be patient and start with him. ”

Now the spiritual sea in her body has become bigger and wider, and Bi Fang has also become a lot bigger, and the fire-colored feathers on her body are even more vivid.

Patience?

She really can't do this kind of thing.

But if you don't do it, there will be no clues.

So.......

"Senior Brother Feng!" Chu Yuanyang, who had been silently and happy for a long time, sat up from the stool abruptly, and walked towards the wind with a smile.

"What are you doing?" Feng Lige saw her look unusually walking towards her, and her gorgeous eyes showed a look of vigilance.

Chu Yuanyang first walked to the tea table on the side, turned over the glass teacup, poured a cup of herbal tea, and brought it to Feng Lige with a soft face: "Senior Brother Feng drink water!"

She had never made such an expression in front of him, let alone serving him tea and pouring water, and she couldn't help but look slightly stunned, suspicious of the teacup she handed over.

"Drink, drink, moisten your throat!" Chu Yuanyang saw that he was holding the teacup and did not move, looking at her with an uncertain expression, and laughed dryly twice, pushing the teacup in his hand, but inadvertently saw two purple iris the size of fingernails on his wide wide sleeves, and his clean eyes crossed a trace of familiarity that was difficult to catch.

Feng Lige couldn't figure out what she meant, but he also followed her pushing action, half-pushed and half-drank the tea, his lips opened slightly, and he exhaled fragrantly: "What do you want to do?"

Chu Yuanyang's smiling face showed suspicion, and after listening to his angry question, he took his eyes off his cuffs, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Senior Brother Feng has heard an old saying." ”

"What words?" Feng Lige took two steps back with the bamboo book in his hand.

"Eat people with soft mouths and short hands. Chu Yuanyang's quiet face showed a wicked smile.

Feng Lige didn't know her intentions, but she also blurted out: "Unheard of." ”

Chu Yuanyang's expression was slightly sluggish, then he smiled reluctantly, and said a little domineeringly: "Whether you have heard it or not, anyway, if you drink my tea, you should not forget to repay it." ”

"Where did this robber logic come from!" Feng Lige took two steps back again, her shoulders visibly retracted, as if she had some contagious disease.

Chu Yuanyang leaned closer: "No matter what logic he has, even if you haven't heard the phrase eating people with soft mouths and taking people with short hands, you should always know how to repay your kindness, right? You drank my tea for no reason, but you ignored me, it's like... It's like, that's what is messy and always abandoned. Speaking of sparkling and waveless eyes, a mist suddenly accumulated, and an elegant and vivid face cracked out of aggrieved and suppressed emotions.

Beginning and abandoning?

It's also thanks to her that she came up with it.

Feng Lige's whole person was stunned for a moment, and then the green tendons on his full forehead were obvious, and now he just wanted to throw down the teacup in his hand like a hot potato, wave his sleeves and leave.

It can be seen that she has a look of pity and pity, but in the end, she was patient, took a deep breath, and squeezed out a few words from her teeth: "What do you want me to do?"