"Awake?"

On the table, the breakfast made of mahogany rice box was warmed with spiritual power, and a paper crane flew by, turning the curtains to both sides.

He rolled on the bed for a while, and when he saw the person standing by the bed, he suddenly sat up.

She thought she was still dreaming! She also dreamed that she had finally found her master, and she was tugging at his clothes and weeping bitterly. The moment I woke up, I was just a little lost, after all, I had done too much of this kind of dream to take it seriously.

But now that she has woken up, how can she still see Master?

He was stunned and propped up, staring at Feng Qihan vigorously, lying on the bed for a while, and slowly coming out of his mouth a few words.

"This is not a dream. ”

Feng Qihan frowned, the distress in his eyes was beyond words, he walked to the couch in a few steps, and tucked the quilt away, "If you haven't slept well, don't rush to get up." ”

"Sleep well, sleep well. He stared at the man and smiled, his dimples shallow, his eyelashes curled, and he held his arm.

The voice is a little tired of waking up, and it is soft with a little coquettish ending.

Feng Qihan was also held by her, holding his arms and holding her.

"Hmm. ”

She didn't say what she wanted to do, tilted her head and leaned on the side of the bed to look at people, the air was surprisingly warm, and there were low bowls with plum relief carvings in the corners, and there was warm gold charcoal burning in them, and she didn't feel cold when she stretched out her hand out of the quilt.

Feng Qihan touched the top of his soft hair, his heart trembled, but his face was not obvious, and he said in a casual tone, "But you are being bullied again?"

I have a lot of grievances that I want to tell him, but I don't want to say anything when the words come to my mouth. The pair of watery eyes blinked, and she smiled and said, "I don't have grievances, I just miss you." ”

There was an urgent "cooing" sound, and the hairball was bouncing on the ground, and the bed was too high for it to come up.

"I want hairballs, too. He glanced at it and added.

The furball was quiet.

How can you not be wronged?

From the moment I found out that Master was not around, in the dark and boundless room, on the steps that did not see the light of day, in a foreign land, in the lower courtyard of a slave. In the depths of the pool that was pushed down, on the banks of the deserted Lethe River, in the endless journey of the desert......

She is all wronged.

But no one can soothe this unease.

Then she didn't say that she was wronged, and rode through countless Gobi and countless winds and sands, just to get closer to where he might be.

Seeing him, she felt the need to say it again.

Because with just that glance, there is no grievance.

Feng Qi smiled, the ice and snow in his eyes melted, and the smile bloomed. As he lay on the edge of the bed, he heard him say, "I miss you too." ”

Missing and losing are two things that always teach people to be indistinguishable, one makes people stand upright, and the other makes people lose their souls.

He only thought that the little apprentice who would never teach him again would be thrown away in front of him.

There was a knock on the door, making three crunching sounds.

"Master, the horses are ready. Luo Bei'an ate breakfast and waited downstairs for more than an hour, when he saw the master come out of the side room halfway, go downstairs to get a breakfast and go up again. It's been so long, so it's not like you haven't finished it, right?

Feng Qi didn't reply, "Go back to the room and wait." ”

It seems that there will be a while, Luo Bei'an shook his head and took the belt wrapped around his sleeve.

When will I see my little junior sister, I didn't see it clearly at all last night, and I don't know if I haven't lost weight after so long?

"Don't sleep, let's get up and eat. Feng Qihan got up and went to get the lunch box.

He was half-leaning on the bed, with a clean robe on the outside, his uncombed hair was over his shoulders, black and shiny, and his face was unpowdered, and his small face, which was not the size of a palm, had a narrow smile, tilting his head to watch his movements.

A bowl of warm porridge was handed to her hand, it tasted just the right temperature, not too hot, not too cold, she liked this kind of porridge with a salty taste, the chicken shredded with chopped vegetable leaves in it was already boiled very soft, basically no need to chew, melt in the mouth.

Feng Qihan sat on the side and watched quietly.

As she was eating, her long eyelashes trembled, she raised her head and asked carefully, "Has Master eaten it?"

"Eat. As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that there was only one breakfast he had brought back, and he only thought about getting it to her, but he forgot about his own. The answer is only subconscious, because he has been digging valleys all year round, and it doesn't matter whether he eats or not.

"That's right. He lowered his eyes and said with some disappointment, "This porridge is delicious, I wanted to give you a taste." ”

The spoon in his hand was suddenly taken away, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Feng Qihan taking a bite of her spoon into his mouth, with no expression on his face, and after swallowing it, he looked at him and said, "It's delicious." ”

My heart exploded.

Didn't he just use her spoon???

She's been using it just now, there must be saliva on it, and he actually uses it directly!?

However, Feng Qihan looked indifferent, put the spoon in the bowl, and wiped his mouth by the way, it seemed that he just ate a mouthful of porridge very normally just now.

"......??" "Is the custom here so open? It's okay to use each other's spoons?"

"You keep eating. Feng Qihan stood up. Walk to the side room. He had slept on a couch in the side room last night.

In fact, when he heard the little apprentice say that, he was stunned for a moment, and then somehow, he directly picked up her little spoon and ate it as if he were a ghost. When he reacted, she looked at herself with that shocked expression......

It's over, it's definitely being treated as a pervert.

A certain Fengjun sat on the couch with his buttocks, and his eyes began to empty. The tips of my ears were red.

Still sitting on the bed, he was holding the spoon in a daze, and his mind didn't know where to fly.

His face turned red unconsciously, and the powder was like rouge inadvertently.

She stared at the spoon, blinking her eyes, scooped a spoonful of porridge, and slowly put it in her mouth.

Then act as if a thief has a weak heart, and look at the side room.

It's a indirect kiss. He lost his porridge bowl and simply wrapped himself in the quilt, revealing only a little red ear tip.

How could she be so shameless!!

Thinking of her master's thin pale concubine lips, she couldn't wait to find a crack to bury herself.

After lying on the bed for a long time, she lifted a little quilt and exposed her head, and saw that Feng Qihan had already cleaned up her breakfast.

Her eyes flickered from side to side, and finally she stared at Feng Qihan ruthlessly.

Feng Qihan raised his chin and said, "The clothes are all on the side, you can just pick them up and wear them." With that, he walked out of the room.

It's just that for some reason, the action of going out is a bit like running away.

The carriage was new, much more spacious than the original, and he knelt on a blanket and held the furball in a small nest in the corner of the carriage, which was padded with silk, and it was very pleasant to look at.

Feng Qihan took a long step, boarded the carriage, and saw this scene.

When she heard him coming up, she fiddled with the hairballs and asked, "Master, where are we going next?" Originally, I was going to take her out to practice, but she was really forced to go through the experience, but it was a little different from the original arrangement......

Feng Qihan sat down straight, picked up the teapot on the low table in the middle of the carriage and poured a cup.

"Where do you want to go?"

"I think it's better to go the same way. He looked at him expectantly, although there was a little unexpected thing in the process, but he went back like this, and after the disciples of the mountain opened returned to school, they would definitely not be able to go out to play for a long time. So she didn't want this trip to turn into a bad memory for direct mail.

Why don't you have to play enough?

"Yes. Feng Qihan didn't have any opinions.

Squinting and smiling, the hairball was restless in the nest, and in a few strokes he kicked the silk in the nest into a mess, and then kicked his hind legs, jumped into her arms, found a place to lie on his stomach, and began to fall asleep.

There is only one city wall separated from Saibei here, but it is indeed the Central Plains. The spirit stone can be used universally, but there are also people who use silver taels, and the two payment methods are fused and there is no conflict.

Because it is still an extremely remote place, there are very few monks, and even if there are talented monks, they have been brought back to the sect as disciples by the people who have traveled outside the major sects early. There are very few people who stay in place, firstly, resources are scarce, and they are relatively poor, and cultivating immortals costs a lot all the way, and it is impossible to get out of it by staying here. Second, because there are many opportunities outside, maybe if you find a treasure tomb, you can get countless elixirs, and even worse, it is not for nothing that you can get a once-in-a-millennium opportunity.

It is rumored that Feng Qihan, the sect leader of Lingqi Mountain, one of the three major sects of the Yaoxian Continent, has had an adventure, so that he can go all the way to the top, stand above many monks, and be able to look down on all sentient beings.

I didn't expect that I would encounter a few short-sighted monks here to block the way.

The one at the head doesn't look bad, but there is a hint of obscenity in his eyebrows, which is obviously in a damaged mood. Cultivating immortals is the most taboo and unstable.

"Stop, stop, stop me, can't you hear what the master said?"

Luo Bei'an: Where did the "......" come from?

"Get out of the way, beware of being trampled by horses!"

"Just you?" Xia Houzhen grinned, his face full of indifference, "Since you have passed from here, please take some benefits, so as not to be beaten and searched by me later." ”

I heard a voice open the curtain. This is obviously the most standard thief robbery plot! I don't know why it's still a little exciting?

Feng Qihan reluctantly dragged the little girl back into the carriage and sat down, "Don't get so close, Bei'an will take care of it." ”

She naturally knew that a few little thieves couldn't beat her senior brother, but she just wanted to see it. But since the master spoke, she sat obediently, blinking her eyes and peeking out, but before she could see anything, the curtain of the car was suddenly shaken open, and a raindrop of aqua blue spiritual power spread all over the sky.

Xiahou Zhen hugged his arms and didn't move, watching his subordinates perform their kung fu with satisfaction, lifting his eyelids, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a rather arrogant arc.

"Hurry up, don't waste time. ”

However, this spiritual power is seen in the eyes of a layman, and it has no deterrent effect at all, and can be used to scare ordinary people other than monks at most.

Luo Bei'an cried and laughed and pulled the reins, the spirit horse neighed, and the huge hooves stepped on the ground, setting off a burst of yellow sand.

Those few people staggered back a few steps, and Xiahou Zhen felt the fluctuation of spiritual power from this burst of aura, and he couldn't help but hesitate.

He glanced back at his subordinates suspiciously, could it be that he had recently improved his realm, so he could still have the spiritual power that had not been dispersed?

His gaze swept over the spirit horse, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes. This horse is snow-white, strong and tall, and at first glance it is a good horse, and he shouts in his mouth, "Grandpa Ma likes it, so stay and honor Grandpa!"

Before the words fell, the curtain of the car was windless, and a sword aura flashed from the gap, stabbing straight at Xiahou Zhen's front door.

After taking four or five steps back, Xiahou Zhen sat down on the ground with a pale face.

If you only vaguely felt a faint aura on the spirit horse's body just now, what you are facing now is the aura that overturns the river and the sea.

However, Feng Qihan would not move his sword for this kind of little minion at all, he just used his fingers as a sword to gather some sword intent. Originally, he didn't plan to make a move, but this person's mouth was too dirty, so he took action to teach him a lesson.

The little girl was still sitting in place, and the hairball arched half of the curtain, just so that she could see clearly.

Feng Qihan retracted his eyes and said, "Fellow Daoist, enough is enough." ”

The sound was not loud, but it was heard clearly by people outside. Xiahou Zhen's face turned a little paler. He actually kicked the iron plate this time!

Who would have thought that in such a poor and remote place, there would be monks!

At that moment, his eyes rolled, and Xiahou Zhen said with a smile, "It turned out to be a Daoyou, how could I be a friend!" Then he said tentatively, "Daoyou is the treasure of the Wind Building for the Martyrdom City?"

Feng Qihan was silent for a moment, "No. ”

Xiahou Zhen nodded, knowing that the people inside couldn't see it, but he still showed a servile look, "That's a rare treasure for a thousand years, and it's one of the fragments of the Spring and Autumn Lock." ”

Seeing that there was no delay in speaking in the car, Xiahou Zhen didn't feel embarrassed, smiled, hugged his fists and said, "Then let's go first, today is a misunderstanding, ha, misunderstanding!"

Luo Bei'an watched speechlessly as several people ran fast with light skills, and with a whip, the spirit horse opened its hooves and ran "da-da".

I couldn't finish watching it, and the senior brother didn't get out of the car at all, did these robbers come out to swindle without getting a blackmail certificate? Why is the quality so poor?

"Master, what is the Spring and Autumn Lock?"

"I don't know when the rumors spread. It is said that there are four fragments, scattered in various places, and if you can get them all, you will be able to fuse the fragments into a spring and autumn lock. Feng Qihan paused for a moment and said, "With the Spring and Autumn Lock, you can crisscross time and space and break the shackles of the monk's body." ”

The legend is even more exaggerated, and some people say that getting the Spring and Autumn Lock is equivalent to flying directly, what immortals don't need to be repaired at all, anyway, the immortals are just like that, and getting the Spring and Autumn Lock is not equivalent to becoming an immortal?

I was stunned.

Isn't that just a time traveling? Could it be that this is the way and opportunity for her to return to her original world?

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