"I don't know what kind of tree it is, Childe told me it was a perched sycamore, and I believed that it was a perched sycamore, and a person like Childe would not lie." The earthworm's eyes were filled with deep worship, no matter what Feng Qiqi said, it was useless.

There was a faint sandalwood incense from the incense burner, and he asked with a lot of questions.

Feng Qiqi slowly closed his eyes, slowly lost consciousness, and fell into a deep sleep.

Oops, this is the body beginning to heal itself, the Divine Beast Clan, whether it is the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, or other Divine Beast Clan, once they are too seriously injured, they will fall into sleep to repair themselves.

This is the instinct in the blood of the divine beast, the heavier the injury, the longer it sleeps, and this time I don't know how long I will sleep.

After all, Feng Qiqi has never been so seriously injured since he was born, and he prays in his heart not to let people get into the pot!

In her sleep, there was a pair of gentle hands that had been gently soothing Feng Qiqi, changing her dressings and scrubbing her feathers.

It's incredible, it's soft, could it be that beautiful person?

How could he, a person with such a bad taste, be so gentle?

……

"Dye'er, I will definitely live up to you, I will definitely find a way to capture you, you have to wait for me, you must wait for me!"

Who is it?

Who is whispering in my ear, who is Dye'er?

Who are you? Why so sad?

Why does hearing your voice make me so sad?

"Poor and poor and falling in the Yellow Spring, I only wish that you and I will never see each other again in this life!"

And who?

Why?

Why does my heart hurt so much?

……

Stretching, Feng Qiqi combed the feathers on his body, and six years had passed in the blink of an eye.

She only remembered three years, because she heard the earthworm say that she slept for three years back then.

Gongzi ordered someone to build a bird's nest on the perched sycamore tree, put her on it, let the earthworm watch her, and notify her in time if there is any abnormality.

From this point of view, this son is still excellent.

Later, in the three years since Feng Qiqi woke up, the treatment he received was also excellent.

Always take some spiritual fruits for her to eat, you must know that those who make birds, usually eat some spiritual fruits.

Although this was in the past, this kind of fruit with thin aura Feng Qiqi would not be able to look down on it at all.

At this time, the phoenix in distress is not as good as a chicken, it has no spiritual power, and it has not been able to transform for three years.

Feng Qiqi always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know why.

However, there is still one thing that is excellent, that is, Feng Qiqi's bald feathers have grown.

At least it's not a bald piece on the left, it's a bald piece on the right.

Pecking a fruit fiercely, Feng Qiqi looked at the perched sycamore tree in the courtyard.

The big one is incredible, unlike the golden perch tree on Phoenix Mountain, this perch tree is green.

It is amazing that it does not shed a leaf all year round, and she once suspected that the tree was a sperm, but it was not very quiet at all.

But the earthworms are in the soil, and they are rolling very happily.

Six years is just a snap of a finger for a divine beast, and even a moment for any immortal cultivator.

However, when I stayed in the world, I realized how cruel time is to people, and I turned white in an instant.

Yan'er, who was six years old at the time, is now twelve years old, slowly becoming an adult, marrying a wife and having children, and having children and grandchildren, and then dying in her twilight years.

For Feng Qiqi, it's just a hundred years of time.