Fu Ling looked at Feng Zhuo and asked with a smile, "How long have you been waiting?" ”

Feng Zhuo looked at Fu Ling's smile and said softly, "It didn't take long. ”

"More than two days." Feng Zhuo had just finished speaking, and was slapped in the face by Ye Mingxuan: "Ah Ling, didn't I say, can you cultivate in the bath next time?" ”

"It's also a loss that Qingyu went first." Ye Mingxuan said: "Knowing that you are cultivating, Feng Zhuo has been waiting outside the room, you have been cultivating for more than two days, tonight is over, tomorrow morning, it will be the day of the competition again." ”

"Although you are promoted now, your injuries ......"

"My injuries are fine." Fu Ling cut off Ye Mingxuan's words and said quickly: "My injuries have healed, and there is nothing at all." ”

When Feng Zhuo heard this, he asked a little excitedly, "Ah Ling, are you telling the truth?" ”

"Hmm." Fu Ling nodded: "It's true, it may have something to do with my light system spirit root, after I was promoted, I felt that my body was fine, and there were no injuries." ”

"That's good." After hearing this, Ye Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dad, I took two of these pills." Fu Ling took out the pill bottle that Qing Zhi gave to Ye Mu, put it in Ye Mu's hand, and said, "I'm fine now, I don't need this pill." ”

"You're going to compete tomorrow......" Ye Mu looked at Fu Ling, not wanting to say those bad things, but not saying it doesn't mean that those bad things won't happen.

Speaking of injury, Fu Ling will definitely be injured tomorrow.

Fu Ling knew what Ye Mu was thinking, and said with a smile: "Dad, I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

"Okay." Ye Mu responded.

"Tomorrow we will play together." Fu Ling said: "Although the people of the temple are here, the Bai family will be in peace for a while, but there is still a royal family, so be vigilant." ”

"Hmm."

"Got it."

Fu Ling's injury was healed, and his cultivation was promoted.

Although tomorrow is the game, Ye Mu is still happy to order someone to prepare a table of delicious food.

After eating, they went back to their respective yards.

Fu Ling ate a little bit, and walked around the yard to eat.

Feng Zhuo stood on the stairs, his gaze moving with the Spirit.

Fu Ling didn't have to look back to feel Feng Zhuo's gaze.

It's like sticking to her, and you can't pretend you can't feel it.

After walking back and forth for a while, the sky began to snow.

When the food was almost gone, the spirit entered the house.

Qingyu served warm tea.

Fu Ling took a sip of tea and looked at Feng Zhuo: "It's time to go back to sleep, we will go to the academy tomorrow." ”

"Hmm." Feng Zhuo nodded, without the slightest intention of leaving.

Fu Ling raised her eyebrows: "Don't want to go?" ”

"Hmm." Feng Zhuo still nodded.

"I don't have a place for you to rest in this room." Fu Ling smiled and coaxed, "Go back to sleep." ”

"Ah Ling, you should be more careful in tomorrow's game." Feng Zhuo looked at Fu Ling and said in a deep voice, "I don't want to see you get hurt. ”

After hearing this, Fu Ling sighed in his heart.

The cutie is so naïve.

How is it possible to play without injury?

In order to let Feng Zhuo go back to the room to rest, Fu Ling said: "Well, I know, go back to sleep." ”

Feng Zhuo stared at Fu Ling for a while before getting up to leave.

Waiting for Feng Zhuo to leave, Fu Ling walked to the bedside, took out a book and read it.

After Feng Zhuo left Fu Ling's room, he did not go back to his room, but quietly left the Ye Mansion.

Feng Zhuo walked out of Ye Mansion, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a person.

On a snowy night, on the empty street, Qing Zhi stood with his hands in his hands, looking at Feng Zhuo with a faint expression.

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Good night, guess what Qing Zhi wants to do~~ Guess what Feng Zhuo cutie wants to do? One change is missing, I didn't make it up, the first four watches, and I will make it up tomorrow.