Chapter 92: Feng Gongzi is uncomfortable again?
"Let's go." Putting aside the cruel words, Shen Huaisang took the people away.
The Seven Spirit Grass has been picked by the Whisk Spirit, and there is a phoenix burning, they can't beat it, don't they leave and stay to be laughed at?
Fu Ling looked thoughtfully at the back of a group of people leaving, and only after he couldn't see anyone could he turn his head to look at the third elder: "Have you contacted them?" ”
"Got in touch." The Third Elder said, "The Great Elder said that in order to save time, we will meet at the place where we were separated before, and then go back directly. ”
"When we go back, we will also take this Seven Spirit Grass to those people to see, so that they will not say that we are cheating when the time comes."
"Hmm." Fu Ling nodded: "Completing one piece is equivalent to a draw, and it can finally be easily played." ”
When the third elder heard this, he frowned: "Miss, are you sure about the year-end competition?" ”
That's not a competition of the Dongzhou Empire, it's a competition of the four empires.
"Yes." This kind of thing, in order to reassure the three elders, Fu Ling didn't intend to hide it: "Elders don't have to worry, I won't let the royal family trample on the Ye family." ”
"Hmm." The Third Elder nodded and asked, "Miss, shall we leave now or wait until dawn?" ”
"I'll go again at dawn." Fu Ling said: "Although the Seven Spirit Snake is gone, the fog at night is thicker, and there are still those things under the Tianzhi Peak, and I don't know what Shen Huaisang thinks. ”
"Who knows what they're thinking." After the third elder finished speaking, he took out the prey that had been cleaned before from the space, let Fu Ling and Feng Zhuo look at it, and then went to find dry firewood himself.
Fu Ling pulled Feng Zhuo to find a stone and sit down.
Before he sat down, Feng Zhuo's head leaned on Fu Ling's shoulder.
Fu Ling turned his head to look and saw Feng Zhuo closing his eyes, looking like he was about to fall asleep.
"Feng Zhuo?" Fu Ling stretched out his hand to probe Feng Zhuo's forehead, his body temperature was normal, his pulse was normal, there was nothing wrong, but why was it so wrong in the past half a month?
"Hmm......" Feng Zhuo whispered, and then leaned towards Fu Ling.
Fu moved his left hand, so he couldn't move at all, and Feng Zhuo was uncomfortable leaning on.
Fu Ling thought for a moment, but still left his hand.
Feng Zhuo frowned uncomfortably, and when she was about to open her eyes, Fu Ling quickly grabbed Feng Zhuo's shoulder with her left hand, letting Feng Zhuo lean into her arms.
Feng Zhuo's frowning brows stretched out and fell into a deep sleep.
Fu Ling was a little helpless, this is really raising children, what kind of raising children is Bei Miao?
When the third elder came back and saw this scene, he was not surprised, but said, "Young Master Feng is uncomfortable again?" ”
"Hmm." Fu Ling replied absentmindedly: "It's been like this since half a month ago, and I don't know what's wrong." ”
"When I go back, let the Fourth Elder and the Seventh Elder take a closer look."
"Hmm." Fu Ling answered, and did not say anything more.
Feng Zhuo relied on Fu Ling, but Fu Ling couldn't barbecue meat, so the barbecue was handed over to the three elders.
After roasting the meat, Feng Zhuo was still sleeping.
The whisk awakens the man.
Feng Zhuo looked at Fu Ling with sleepy eyes: "Ah Ling, I don't want to eat." ”
"Well, eat some." Fu Ling took a piece of meat and handed it to Feng Zhuo: "If you don't eat it, you can't drink water." ”
"Don't eat ......" Fu Ling originally thought that Feng Zhuo would eat after hearing it, but who knew that Feng Zhuo puffed out his cheeks and turned his head to stop looking at her after hearing it.
Fu Ling: "......" She just raised a child, right?
"Feng Zhuo, be good, eat some." Fu Ling was worried about Feng Zhuo's body, so he could only coax.
What else can you do if you don't coax?
Spanking?