Hearing this, Changli clenched Wutong's little hand and said, "I thought you didn't know anything, but I never thought that you knew everything!" Let me be sad for four hundred years in vain, but fortunately you have a conscience and are angry, otherwise I will never see you in my life. ”

Wutong is still young, in addition to eating and drinking, she doesn't know what life is, she let go of Changli's hand, rubbed her little belly and said aggrievedly: "If you don't eat again, I'm going to starve to death......."

"Okay, don't be in a hurry." As he spoke, Changli waved his sleeves and conjured up all kinds of refreshments, as well as a bowl of milk.

Changli put the things on the stone table and said to Wutong: "When I was cleaning up the dormitory, I looked through the mortal records, and the children in the mortal world had to drink **." Now I can't find the fairy beast, I can't find you the ** with spiritual power, I can only conjure up mortal things for you, if you have the opportunity in the future, you still drink the ** produced by the fairy beast, which is also good for your cultivation. ”

Wutong nodded obediently, picked up the milk and drank it, and it was finished after a while. I ate a few more refreshments before I was full. After she was full, she stretched out two small hands and said to Changli, "I want to hug...."

Changli was about to move the bed back to the dormitory, and when he saw Wutong pestering him, he said, "Take me to clean up here and come to play with you....."

Who knows, Wutong listened to Changli's words but tilted his head, pouted and said, "I don't ......."

Changli sighed and coaxed Wutong and said: "Don't make noise, if I don't move the bed back to the dormitory, you will catch a cold when you sleep at night, I am a divine vein, you are just an elf, you can't stand the cold air at night in the heavenly realm, and this place is close to Lethe, you have just cultivated the body, and the foundation is not yet secure." You wait for me to clean up this place, and then I'll be with you. ”

Wutong looked at Changli with a finger and said, "But if Changli doesn't accompany me, I'll be so bored....."

Changli casually conjured up a red hydrangea and handed it to Wutong and said, "You play this first, I'll clean it up." ”

Wutong nodded and took the hydrangea and played on the grass on the side, Changli looked at it for a while, and made sure that she was okay, before turning around and busy.....

After Changli arranged everything, Wutong had already fallen asleep on the stone table, still holding the hydrangea that Changli gave him in his arms. Seeing that the sycamore was asleep, the long left the dust and gently picked up the sycamore, turned around and entered the dormitory, and put it on the bed. He pulled down the goose-yellow curtain and walked out again.

Changli stood under the plane tree for a long time, and suddenly remembered something, so he waved his hand and pinched a cluster of spiritual power to break off two sycamore branches, put them close to his arms, and took a step back, casting a spell to conjure a swing.

"Sycamore will love this swing."

He set up the swing, pulled out the two branches he had just had, and conjured a carving knife and lowered his head to carve the wood.....

It wasn't until the Nine Heavens Xuannu lowered the colorful auspicious clouds and there was only a touch of beauty left in the air that Changli raised his head. He hid the carving knife and put the half-carved comb back into his bosom, and he moved his body a little until he realized that it was so late, and said, "Sycamore must be hungry again, and I must hurry to see her." So saying, he went to the dormitory

The dormitory was a little dark at this time, and he waved his hand to light the lamp in the hall and shouted, "Wutong, what are you doing?" ”

But after shouting for a long time, no one in the hall replied to him, and he was startled, he hurried towards the bed, and saw Wutong lying on the bed unharmed, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He patted Wutong's arm to wake her up, but found that Wutong's sleeves were already soaked with sweat.

"It's cold in this hall, how can you sweat so much?" He was anxious, so he spoke loudly, but even so, Wutong still didn't wake up, so he concluded that something had happened to Wutong.

So, he didn't delay any longer, and reached out to help the sycamore, which had a very high body temperature, and his back was soaked with sweat.

He closed his eyes, put one hand close to Sycamore's back, and poked into Indus's body, only to see a small cluster of Vermilion Bird Fire wrapped in Sycamore's true rampant in her body. Seeing this, he hurriedly pulled the small cluster of Vermilion Bird Divine Fire out of the sycamore body and received it into his body.