Chapter Seventy-Two: A Needle in the Back
"Ahh "Ahh
"Brother, are you okay?
Beiming's sudden sneeze startled him, and the two sounds in the originally quiet room were really not small. ”
"No, I don't. Beiming also wondered.
"That's someone scolding you. ”
"Can you hope that I will be better? I haven't offended anyone, who will scold me?"
"The way you usually look in the ministry, no one dares to talk to you," Tiankuo cleared his throat and continued with a hum, "You haven't been here for half a year, and many people must be happy." It is estimated that the Chinese New Year is approaching, and some people are afraid that you will go back and nag you behind your back. ”
"Is his popularity so bad?" Linglong was soaking in the big wine bowl beside him, his two big flickering ears had turned red, and his tongue was still knotted when he spoke.
"Don't you look like it?" asked Tiankuo in a strange way.
"Like!" Linglong yelled happily.
Beiming rubbed his nose and continued to read the newspaper, too lazy to take care of them. At this time, Beiming couldn't help but turn around in his heart, thinking, "Who could it be?"
"I only ask my uncle occasionally," Fanyin was also a little flustered in her heart.
When it comes to spiritual methods, she is really not as good as Beiming, but because she is two years older than him, she can't save face every time she asks for advice. Now she can completely understand Chilu's mood, she originally felt good about herself, but whenever she needed to ask for advice, her heart twisted.
Both of them are motivated people in their bones, Chilu is single-mindedly trying to fight invincible opponents all over the world, of course, he himself knows that it is impossible, but he still can't help but always go to Beiming to learn a thing or two, even if he will always run into a gray nose, he persists. Although Fanyin did not have high requirements for herself before, after coming to Dongling, she had already changed her mind, no longer relaxed herself by half a step, and often disturbed Beiming, and felt embarrassed.
"Is his spiritual method better than yours?" Leng Che lost his temper a little.
"Hmm. Sanskrit muttered.
"That's because you don't know the essentials! It's all the reason why they are blindly instructing!" Leng Che had long forgotten that he had praised Sanskrit just now.
"Uh-huh......" Sanskrit said dejectedly.
"Ahh
Linglong was already drowsy, but he was awakened by a few sneezes from him, and flew to Tiankuo irritably, saying to Tiankuo: "Is he really so annoying?" Linglong said, not forgetting to point to Beiming behind him with his sharp little tail.
"Make do with it. "The sky is wide.
Immediately, they felt a thorn shoot from their backs, and the two stopped talking.
Fanyin listened to her uncle's teachings, tried to retreat the spiritual power she used before, the temperature of her body began to drop, she felt cold and damp unbearable, and the coldness made her mobilize her cold spiritual power, just like the usual conjuring of cold bows and ice arrows, and when Fanyin gradually dispersed the cold spiritual power, she found that the original biting mountain wind was not enough, there was no cold, her own cold spiritual power was far from this degree of low temperature can be resisted, this kind of spiritual power flowed in her body, she did not feel unbearable but refreshed. This unprecedented experience surprised Sanskrit, and she looked at Leng Che with respect, and admiration came spontaneously.
After a while, she felt that her spiritual power was consumed too quickly, and it seemed that the control of her priorities was not something that could be controlled in a moment and a half, and if she wanted cold spiritual power to become the norm in her body, it would take a long time to practice and adapt to the deployment she wanted. She tried to weaken the release of cold spiritual power to resist the low temperature, and after repeating it several times, Sanskrit Yin was already sweating profusely, her breathing became rapid, her face was ruddy, and her physical strength decreased.
"Okay, it's not a day's work, let's practice here today, don't be tired at the end and can't even walk. Leng Che said on the side.
"Hmm. Sanskrit also knew that he couldn't rush it, so after listening to Leng Che's words, he slowly collected his spiritual power and stopped.
Leng Che looked at Sanskrit's calm temperament, and appreciated it very much in his heart. The two rested for a while, and Leng Che continued to walk towards the mountain with Sanskrit.
"Uncle, what are we going to do now?" asked Fanyin curiously.
"Haven't you been cold in this mountain all the time?"
"It's a little cold. "Sanskrit is not shy about it, her spiritual method is far from being able to reach her uncle, even if her uncle walks for many days, it will not be affected in the slightest, but after the practice just now, she does consume a lot of spiritual power and physical strength, and now she is a little powerless.
"Then take you to a warm place. ”
After a while, Sanskrit felt that the air around her was becoming foggy, the temperature was quietly rising, for example, it was much more comfortable and warm, and the soil under her feet began to dry and soft, not as sticky as before.
"Uncle, is there a hot spring here?" asked Fanyin.
"Little girl, she's pretty smart. Leng Che turned his head and smiled at Fanyin.
Sanskrit's stomach suddenly gurgling, probably because of the climate, the comfortable environment drove away the previous tense state, and made people relax, and then feel tired and hungry.
Fanyin rubbed her stomach and looked around, she didn't have anything to eat when she came out, and now she wants to hunt some game to satisfy her hunger.
"Hungry?" Leng Yi asked
"Sort of. "The blood relationship is really wonderful, Sanskrit and Leng Che seem to get along with each other without strangeness and estrangement, and their manners become intimate and natural.
"I'll probably meet a wild boar in front of the meeting, go back and catch one, and we'll satisfy our hunger. Leng Che was very happy when he thought of the delicacy of wild boar.
"Huh?" Fanyin looked cold with her long mouth, although she also wanted to hunt some game, but the wild boar was inevitably too big, and it was not convenient to clean it up.
"It's a bit troublesome, and I'll go to the hot spring near the hot spring to catch a few fatty fish and grill it to eat. Leng Che changed his words.
"Well, that's good. Fanyin hurriedly nodded in agreement.
Before the words fell, I saw that Huo Ran turned into a curved bow in his left hand, and held an arrow in his right hand. Fanyin tapped at his feet, and in a few moments, he had come to the place where the rabbit was lying, the cold arrow had long since disappeared, Fanyin grabbed the rabbit and returned to Leng Che's side.
"That. Fanyin grabbed the rabbit in front of Leng Che and motioned for him to deal with it.
"Shouldn't girls think rabbits are cute?" Leng Che sighed.
Sanskrit smirked.
"Hey, why are you so rude. Leng Che glanced at Sanskrit.
"But it's delicious. Although he said this, Fanyin still felt a little unbearable in his heart, so he took it and let Leng Che deal with it. "A gentleman cooks far away", the matter of killing, it will still be uncomfortable to see with your own eyes, no matter how delicious it tastes later.