Hu Xianxian agreed with a blank face: "Okay, so be it." ”

"Then you hurry up and summon Caique to find out what the result of the Three Princes' pursuit of Lie Yuxun is, if Lie Yuxun and Zang Xuanjiao's people converge, plus the power of the Ghost King, they may really turn things around. You don't want to see that, do you? If they are in control, they will be ruined. ”

Hu Xianxian wanted to say that all things in this spirit are dominated by nothing, and no matter who wants to dominate according to their own intentions, they can't. Not to mention those arrogant fantasies, even if you really reach the realm of eternity, the heaven and world will eventually be destroyed.

But she didn't say these things, he didn't need to listen to them, he eagerly persuaded himself to go, but he didn't want to let himself see his current weakness.

She whispered, "I have a few ups and downs in my mind today, and I will make plans tomorrow when I am completely calm." ”

She got up and went to the kitchen to ask Ma Shuo to pick some lotus leaves from a small mud pond nearby, and asked him to bring back some plantains by the way.

Ma Shuo asked her what she wanted to do, and she said that she came to cook, and the porridge he boiled at noon was too sticky and lost the smell of rice.

Ma Shuo walked out happily, and she washed and cooked. Soon after, the lotus leaf porridge was boiled, the crispy plantain was fried, and there were two side dishes, fried beans and fennel omelette.

Cheng Haofeng's body was slightly better, and he came out of the tank and got dressed. He drank some porridge and ate a few slices of beans and stopped eating.

Ma Shuo kept stuffing food, and he wrapped a piece of crispy banana in his mouth and said vaguely: "Cheng Daochang, why don't you eat it?" I never thought that plantain would be so delicious, alas, you are so blessed. ”

Cheng Haofeng was a little puzzled and asked him: "If I don't fall to this point, it doesn't matter if I don't eat or drink, what does this puff pastry plantain have to do with blessings?" ”

"Miss Hu is a good cook, she is skillful, no matter how rough the dishes are, she can make them delicious, isn't it your blessing?"

"It's a pity that I can't be blessed." Cheng Haofeng said to Hu Xianxian, who was standing on the side with a slightly red face: "I'm dizzy and have long been asleep, so I don't spend much time with Miss Hu, if you want to rest, just rest in the small living room." ”

After speaking, he first went back to the hut where he lived with Ma Shuo.

Ma Shuo whispered to Hu Xianxian: "Don't blame him, he can only sleep at night these days." I'll have to finish eating quickly, and I'll go early to squint, or I'll not have to sleep late at night. ”

After they all entered the house, Hu Xianxian cleaned up the messy debris and found some wormwood to light the smoked mosquitoes. She herself was not afraid of mosquito bites, but the two of them couldn't stand it. Hu Xianxian laughed self-deprecatingly, I have also learned to think about what others need?

She can not sleep, but she has to meditate and refine her qi. But after sitting in the small hall for a while, she sat down, and she couldn't calm down, and all the experiences of the past few days swirled in her mind. She felt that she must be having a nightmare, it was all too bizarre, and the most bizarre thing was that the reason behind all the experiences was a very simple thing.

Isn't it just to stabilize her eternal realm in the heavenly realm? But she didn't want to. If these chaotic and absurd experiences were deliberately arranged by someone, then isn't it yourself who arranged all this?

That she, who is already in the state of mind of the Eternal Realm, is arranging all this? Of course, it should be said that it is messing up all this.

Hu Xianxian pondered intently, and there was a chaotic sound from the hut next door, and then Ma Shuo ran out chaotically and shouted: "Miss Hu, come and see Cheng Daochang." ”

When Hu Xianxian entered the door, he saw Cheng Haofeng rolling around on the ground with his head in his hands, and he made a strange sound of "wooing" in his mouth. He bit his lower lip tightly, probably not wanting them to hear him cry in pain, but he still let out this "whine" sound unbearably.

Hu Xianxian asked Ma Shuo to quickly bring some potions and help Cheng Haofeng himself. He kept rolling and struggling, if only ordinary people couldn't lift him up. She lifted him up in the air and put him on the bed with spiritual power, and then pressed his wildly waving hands.

But after his hand was pressed, his head kept rising and falling, hitting the bed board "thump". Hu Xianxian saw that his teeth were biting his lower lip tighter and tighter, and he had already bitten out a bloody mark, so he went to pull his mouth. She was afraid that if he bit like this again, he would bite his tongue inattention, and it would be even worse.

She used her hand to wrench, but she couldn't pull it open, so she had to concentrate on it and let him open his mouth first. She was trying to find some soft cloth to gag his mouth temporarily, but when she looked left and right, she only saw two simple bamboo beds.

She was about to urge Ma Shuo to come over with the potion quickly, when she brought a soft cloth when a sharp pain came from the edge of her palm.

Looking back, it was Cheng Haofeng who bit her right palm against her little finger. The edge of the palm was thick, and the pain was bearable, but the little finger phalanx was bitten into the bone marrow. Rao her is a fairy body, and she also hurts in a cold sweat.

After Ma Shuo came in with the potion, he hurriedly applied Cheng Haofeng's forehead. After a while, Cheng Haofeng calmed down a little and stopped banging his head, and Ma Shuo saw him biting Hu Xianxian's hand.

"Miss Hu, what can I do?"

"When he lets go of himself, it doesn't hurt very much."

"How can it not hurt a lot? Ten fingers are connected to the heart, and this little finger is connected to the tip of the heart! You see that your face is so white that you are in pain. ”

"He's also in pain at the tip of his heart, right? If I hurt more, I could share some pain for him, so why not hurt at the tip of my heart? ”

Ma Shuo said "sigh" a few times, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

Cheng Haofeng gasped and coughed, Ma Shuo hurriedly dragged Hu Xianxian's hand out, "Now let go, he won't be able to gasp if he gags again." ”

Cheng Haofeng opened his eyes slightly, wiped his lips, and saw that there were drops of blood on his hands, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he looked at Hu Xianxian with some anger.

When Ma Shuo saw him wake up, he kept asking long and short questions, and he didn't answer Ma Shuo, just stared at Hu Xianxian like that.

Ma Shuo couldn't help laughing, "What do you mean by staring like this?" If you want to thank her, thank her, and if you want to apologize, apologize. ”

Hu Xianxian's left hand kept covering the wound on her right hand, and she just covered her hand and retreated outside the house, "With my skills, I can recover quickly from this little injury." ”

Ma Shuo thought he was nosy, and said curtly: "You are a god, and you seem to be not afraid of a little injury." ”

As soon as Hu Xianxian went out, Ma Shuo jumped up again and exclaimed: "You are an immortal, hehe, why didn't I think of that way to save Cheng Daochang?" Miss Hu, can't you lose that aura to save people? ”

Hu Xianxian shook his head lightly, Ma Shuo didn't understand what she meant, so he asked, "Is it okay?" Or do you not want to? I've heard from the commentaries that a cultivator is injured, and his relatives and friends will infuse his aura to heal him. Hey, I remember that Qiao Yuanjun seemed to have saved you so much in the morning.

Cheng Haofeng answered: "Ma Shuo, don't embarrass Miss Hu. My way of practicing is different from theirs, and my meridians can't stand their aura. This is all the result of my own self-inflicted actions against the sky. ”

Hu Xianxian was about to leave with a cold face, and Ma Shuo shouted in shock, "Cheng Daochang, have you noticed it yourself?" You had such a violent attack today, I thought you wouldn't survive today, but you woke up and were sober and talking. I never rolled out of bed in pain, and I didn't wake up until the next day...... I must have drunk Miss Hu's blood today to get better so quickly......"

Ma Shuo said a long list incoherently, and the more Hu Xianxian listened, the more surprised he became, "My blood? Really? I'll go find Qin Mufeng and ask! ”

Cheng Haofeng struggled to get up eagerly, "No need to ask, it's useless." ”

Hu Xianxian's smile was still on his face, "How do you know if you don't try?" ”

"Your blood can suppress some of the yin and cold qi in my body, and it can also be said that the blood of any man and woman who has not lost the yuan yin and yuan yang can suppress the yin and cold qi. Unfortunately, the tearing of my soul and death is the main cause of my suffering, and it is not something that your blood can solve. ”

The hope that had just risen in Hu Xianxian's heart turned into a loss again, she forgot to cover her wound in a trance, and put her right hand against the door frame and said: "It can suppress some cold qi and reduce the symptoms of stiffness in the limbs, and it can also make the mind stay awake for a longer time, right?" It can always alleviate a little bit of pain. ”

Cheng Haofeng didn't answer, he saw the wound with tooth marks, and said angrily: "You, won't you avoid it?" Who wants you to hang me with blood? One more day is just one more day of suffering! Eventually, it will disappear completely! ”

Ma Shuo hurriedly went to persuade him, and Hu Xianxian silently walked back to the small hall.

When it was almost dawn, Ma Shuo came to call Hu Xianxian again, but this time he covered his mouth and whispered: "Miss Hu, don't blame Cheng Daochang, he is sorry for you and murdered you." ”

Hu Xianxian looked at the wound that had stopped bleeding, and thought to himself that if my blood could really save him, I could really change the number of days, so why not shed every drop of blood?

But she didn't say this, she explained lightly: "I'm better than the average person, I can scab over in three days, and I can recover in seven days." “

"Then don't you blame Cheng Daochang? Let's hear him talk in his dreams. Alas, it's so pitiful, but I don't understand. ”