Chapter Fifty-Eight: Does It Hurt?
Do you know where the Demon King has gone?" I waved at the lazy crows on the wooden fence.
"Black Wind Village. The crow spoke slowly, "If the little lady doesn't dislike it, I can give you a ride." ”
"There's a raven!" I delighted, climbing up to the huge crow, holding its neck and wiping through its shiny black hair. The green warbler was afraid of heights, and shrank into the shape of a little green bird, burrowing into my chest, and only poking out a small green head.
The green warbler rolled back and forth in the hem of my clothes, muttering angrily, "Master, what have you done behind my back during the time I have been asleep?
"Really?" I weighed my chest with both hands and frowned, it seemed a little worse than Xiangxue Lian!
By this time, the crow had slowly landed, placed me firmly on the ground, bowed modestly, and then spread its wings and flew away.
"Tsk, I have to say that Ink Dust has indeed kept the Demon Realm in good order, and even a crow is so good. I was amazed.
Unexpectedly, the voice of chasing the wind came from behind him, "My subordinates think that it is better not to have too many words of praise for other men other than His Highness." ”
"Huh?" I turned around and looked at Chasing Wind in surprise, "You're all here, what about Rong Ji?
Chasing the wind nodded, and pointed to the ragged taboo under the city that was pecked by crows, "The demon king asked His Highness not to use cultivation, not to use immortal methods, and to break through the eighteen barriers with his bare hands, so naturally be slower." ”
The green warbler crawled out of my robe, and became a young girl again. At first glance, she saw the black dragon beside Chasing Feng, turned around several times in place, and hooked her finger at the black dragon, "Do you still recognize who I am?"
The black dragon snorted and laughed, "Little green bird, I also recognize you when you turn to ashes." ”
"Bah, why are you cursing me to ashes if you have nothing to do? Could it be that you are jealous of my cultivation of such a beautiful immortal body?"
The black dragon was half-closed, drowsy, "The body shape is acceptable, and the eyes are ugly." ”
"The mouth is so poisonous, no wonder I'm still lonely when I'm old!" Lu Ying was angry and punched and kicked at the black dragon, "Aren't I uncomfortable! When I get used to it, don't be fascinated by my watery eyes!"
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Once the black dragon met the green warbler, it seemed to be aroused with infinite fighting spirit, changed its arrogant and cold temperament, and happily played with the green warbler.
My ambiguous eyes wandered between them, and I didn't know what a black dragon and a green bird could give birth to?
I withdrew my gaze and looked at the taboo under the city gate again. At this moment, his white clothes are already in tatters, and his cleanliness is so serious, he must be having a hard time now!
Inkstained Dust set up an enchantment between him and Rongji, isolating the sound. I pricked up my ears and listened carefully, but I still didn't hear a sound at all.
Looking at the inside of the enchantment, Rong Ji's brows were deeply locked, and I felt more and more that something was wrong. With his hands propped up on the wall, he jumped off the wall with a gentle leap.
Before I hit the ground, Rong Ji had already held me firmly in his arms.
"Song ......"
Rong Ji buried my head deep in his chest, and I couldn't see his face, I didn't know if he was happy or sad at the moment, I could only feel his chest shaking violently.
"I'm about to suffocate!" it was a long time before I tried to get out of his arms until I was no longer so excited.
Seeing his solemn expression, I didn't know why, pinched his cheek, and asked, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"
His face had subsided a lot, his dark eyes looked very haggard, and those glass-like eyes revealed an indescribable sadness, which made me even more incomprehensible.
I flicked his head and looked at him dissatisfied, "Are you unhappy to see me?
"Don't talk nonsense!" Jong Ji rubbed me tightly into his arms, his chin resting against the top of my head, as if unceremoniously pressing the weight of his head completely on top of mine.
His hand groped around my back, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore. Xiao Zhuo sacrificed the stone statue of the mother emperor with his own blood, led out the mother emperor's primordial god, and passed on all the cultivation to me, and the wound behind him had long been healed without medicine. ”
"I should be glad that you have a brother who loves you like life. But I narrowly competed with him and became jealous. ”
Rong Ji gently placed his hand on my lower abdomen, and a stream of heat penetrated through the thin fabric, "Here, does it hurt?"
He stared straight at my lower abdomen, his long eyelashes drooping downward, less dull than before, but showing a little bit of peace.
I looked at him in fascination, and inadvertently shook my mind again.
Seeing that I didn't answer for a long time, Rong Ji asked again, "Does it still hurt?"
I looked down at my flat lower abdomen, shook my head and said, "It doesn't hurt, but it left a terrible scar, and I don't know why Gu Huan's hand is so poisonous, and my powerful healing power has not been able to smooth out the scar." ”
"I'll see. ”
I looked at the countless pairs of curious eyes around me and swallowed, "There are so many people, it's inconvenient, right?"
"Let's go, I'll take you out. "Rong Ji hugged me and rose into the air.
Ink Dust stood at the gate of the city and shouted, "You'd better remember today's promise. If Lao Tzu finds out that you are not good to Xiao Ge, Lao Tzu's 800,000 army will definitely set foot in the immortal realm!"
When I turned around, Mo Zhanchen had already turned around, and his thick back was a little desolate in the afterglow of the setting sun.
"What did you just promise? Could it be that there is a secret between you and Ink Stain that I can't know?"
Rong Ji was helpless, "What are you thinking? I'm not interested in men." ”
I know that Rong Ji deliberately avoids my questions, but in my opinion, except for life and death, everything else is a trivial matter, and I don't need to take it to heart at all. If he has one or two secrets, then let him hide them, pour him a glass of wine another day, and I'm afraid he won't tell it!
I saw that Rong Ji was in a hurry to turn me up to the Nine Heavens, and although my body had healed, I was still not very comfortable, and I couldn't do anything, and I didn't want him to see the scar on my lower abdomen.
"Rongji, accompany me on a trip to the mountain. ”
He looked apologetically at the bag in my hand, "If it weren't for me, Senior Brother wouldn't have died." ”
"Senior brother's short-term pleasure was all left in Lishan. If we put him back in his homeland, maybe when he comes next spring, he will pull out new shoots? Even if he becomes a small grass like the Fifth Senior Brother, at least, it's just a thought, isn't it?"
Rong Ji bowed his head, "Yes, when we come next spring, we will go up the mountain again, maybe he will live." ”
Many years ago, Master said that I was a lone star, and I didn't believe in fate.
But now, I'm very scared to hear the words "Lonely Star" again.