A smile just appeared on Hua Chengcheng's face, but soon her mood fell again, and she shook her head and said, "No, it's still not good, Su Qin left this golden scale armor back then to ensure Qing Ci's safety." Now that he is in great trouble, this dragon silk ...... We don't want it after all. ”

When it comes to the catastrophe of Qing Ci, Cang Wunian's expression is the same as that of painting Allure, and he has not had time to be excited for a while before he has fallen lonely.

Raising his eyes to look at the wind oblivion that was close at hand in the memory illusion, Cang Wunian took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Since this is the case, then we have to hurry." The sooner you regain your memory and strength, the sooner we can travel to antiquity. When we find Zhu Ronghuo calcining the Divine Wood Root, we will be able to return to the world we came from earlier.

"Qingci, that kid looks well-behaved and obedient in front of us, but he is actually very stubborn in his bones. If he knew that his mother had left him the Golden Scale Armor a long time ago, he would not have said anything and would not put it on, and he would have left it to you. I hope we can get back before he crosses the catastrophe, after all, staying alive is more important than anything else. ”

That being said, the two of them had no idea about the time in this strange space. They didn't know how long they had been brought into this memory illusion by the wisps of residual thoughts left by Wind Annihilation, and they didn't know how long they would have to wait before they could leave this place.

Feng Yan leaned on the edge of the soft couch and stared at Xiao Qingci for a long time, until she felt that the breath of the little boy on the couch gradually became stronger, and she slowly stood up.

Qing Qing's cold eyes flashed slightly, and Feng Yan muttered to Xiao Qingci: "Little guy, it's not a blessing for you to meet me again, you really let me ...... It's a bit embarrassing. ”

After turning to leave, Feng Yan went to the altar in the Luohe Palace alone.

As she sat cross-legged on the altar on the altar in the center, the wind suddenly felt strange, and she found that her mood had become less stable over the centuries, so much so that the number of times she went to the altar alone to find peace of mind increased.

At first, she thought that the instability was caused by the fact that she occasionally remembered the man she met for the first time on Tiegong Mountain, after all, that man was her destiny, and Feng Yan had no experience of the relationship between men and women, this was definitely the first time that the eldest girl got on the sedan chair, and it was inevitable that her mood would fluctuate.

But today, when she unexpectedly met this little green dragon that was sealed with immortal roots again, she found that some things seemed to be different from what she had always thought, for example, the slightly unstable state of mind at the moment was not much different from the past, but this time she could clearly judge that this feeling was not directly related to the man she was worried about.

Closing her eyes, Feng Annihilation quickly entered a state of concentration, in that world of consciousness where there was no other, no self, and no living beings, she hoped to be able to capture some extremely subtle revelations.

This sitting is three days, and Xiao Qingci has been in a coma in her glazed warm pavilion for three days. When he opened his eyes again, a trace of helplessness flashed in the eyes of the wind obliterating Gujing Wubo, and then he stood up, and the golden light flashed all over his body, and he returned to the glass warm pavilion.

Even if he was sealed with an immortal root, he looked like an ordinary mortal, but the descendants of the Protoss were descendants of the Protoss after all, and Qing Ci's small body quickly repaired the wounds on his body after receiving the divine power that the wind had annihilated into his body three days ago.

In the early hours of the morning, the light was still very dim, and only a few night pearls exuded a faint light in the corner of the warm pavilion, cold, but not desolate.

There was a faint trace of an unfamiliar but pleasant aroma that burrowed into Xiao Qingci's nose, making his little brow, which was tangled in the coma, slowly stretch out.

Standing in the doorway, Feng Yan saw the change in the expression on the child's face, and she couldn't help but feel a little relieved in her heart—she knew that he had gradually regained consciousness.

It didn't take long for the little boy on the couch to suddenly open his big black eyes, different from the sleepy eyes of ordinary people who had been in a coma for a long time and just woke up, this child was still foggy in his mind, but the moment he opened his eyes, Feng Annihilation only saw in his eyes a vigilance that was completely inconsistent with his age.

This kind of vigilance is undoubtedly an instinct, and what did a little green dragon who should have been ignorant and ignorant of the world have experienced in these hundreds of years of inability to practice in order to have such a strong defensive heart?

"You're awake. Feng Yan slowly walked towards the soft couch, and his voice softened his tone because of a faint distress in his heart.

Hearing someone talking to him, Xiao Qingci hurriedly looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a young woman in a lilac gauze skirt.

The light in the room was soft but not bright, Xiao Qingci couldn't tell what the woman was born like for a while, the only thing he could feel was that this woman should have no ill will towards him.

Feng Yan saw that this child was just staring at him stupidly, but he didn't say a word, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This kid, I'm afraid he hasn't reacted to his current situation, right?

Walking to the soft couch, Feng Yan naturally sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the little face in front of him that finally revealed a little child's innocence, and asked softly: "Little guy, what's your name?"

As a result, the little guy still stared at her stupidly, looking at her a little inexplicably. If it weren't for the fact that he had already been treated carefully by performing surgery when he was rescued, Feng Yan would have wondered if this child was a mute at this moment.

With a secret sigh in his heart, Feng Yan spoke again, "I'm asking what your name is." ”

Xiao Qingci came to his senses and realized that the beautiful woman in front of him had already said three words to him in a row.

But...... He never knew what his name was, he only knew that he was the seventh, so his mother always called him "Little Seven".

In desperation, Xiao Qingci had no choice but to blush, lowered his head and replied with some embarrassment: "I...... I don't have a name. ”

"No name......" Feng Yan sighed again in his heart, and he didn't know whether to say that Yan Zheng was decisive enough, or whether to say that he was too ruthless.

"Hey, look at how scared the hell out of this little guy. Cang Wunian pinched the hand of the painting Allure, and raised his chin at the scene in front of him, his expression was a little playful.

Hua Chengcheng pouted and glanced at him, "How could I scare him? Isn't my attitude gentle enough? I just didn't expect Yan Zheng to even give him a name." ”

"It's helpless not to have a name, I have a name, and there is a record in Cui Yu, maybe one day your great priest in charge of life and death in the heavenly realm will notice the existence of this little guy, and with a wave of his big hand, he will die. Cang Wunian said with a half-joking, half-wry smile.

Hearing this, Hua Chengcheng sighed, "I'd rather be able to control his life and death now, don't you see that he is helpless against Qing Ci's life?"

Cang Wunian shook his head slightly, and saw Feng Yan stand up, as if he was about to leave. Seeing this, Xiao Qingci immediately showed a look of panic on his face, and he was a little reluctant to say anything in order to keep it: "You...... Who are you, and what is this place?"

"Since I didn't ask where you came from, you don't have to know who I am. This is Luohe Palace, you can recuperate with peace of mind, and when you are healed, I will send you away. Feng Yan glanced at him faintly, and had already made a decision in his heart on how to place this little green dragon.

But Feng Yan's so-called "send away" and Xiao Qingci's understanding of "send away" are not the same thing at all, in the eyes of this little guy, the other party is not related to him, and it is already benevolent and righteous to save his life when he is in the most danger.

Now that he had woken up, his life was no longer in danger, and he was just a child who knew nothing, and he could not repay the other party's life-saving grace at all, it was normal for the host's family to issue an eviction order, and not want to continue to "entertain" such an obviously troubled character as him.

But...... If he was really driven away by the woman in front of him, what would he do?

All living beings have the instinct to survive, not to mention the young Xiaoqing.

"This sister, can you not send me away, if you send me away like this, I ...... I'm going to die!" Xiao Qingci shouted anxiously at Feng Yan's back, at this moment he didn't care if his request would be boring, he just wanted to live.

Feng Yan was a little moved in her heart, or maybe this emotion had already occurred when she first saw him in swaddling clothes, and she couldn't tell why she had some strange feelings about this child, and this feeling also affected her decision.

Even though she had been sitting at the altar for three days and had already figured out how to place the child, she was still a little dissatisfied with the emotion in her heart.

In order to prove that his emotion is meaningful, Feng Yan is determined to test the child to see if he is worth it to redo his plans for his future.

She paused in her steps forward, turned around, and asked rhetorically in a cold and slightly cold tone, "Will you die or not, what do you have to do with me?"

Strictly speaking, the tone and expression of Feng Yan's voice were no different from before, but the content of this statement was like a hammer "clang" on Xiao Qingci's young heart, making him taste a kind of shock and despair after thinking that he had grasped a glimmer of hope, but was cut off by life.

Cang Wunian and Hua Chengcheng both saw it, and the little boy stiffened violently because of this faint rhetorical question, and a trace of desolation flashed in his eyes, but he bit his lip stubbornly, and he didn't dare to let his tears fall.