After Mingyue helped Feng Chengcheng heal his injuries, the group accompanied Feng Chengcheng back to Shushan Xianmen.

The wonderful deeds of the head of the Shushan Immortal Sect, Feng Falling City, and defeating the Demon Emperor, also spread among the people in an instant, causing a sensation among the four empires and major families, and further strengthened the determination and confidence of the human race to exterminate the demon race.

Those folk storytellers even publicized their fighting deeds in the form of storytelling, and spread them as good stories for a while.

Since the last battle with the Demon Emperor, Feng Tilting City has been staying in Shu Mountain to recuperate.

Although Mingyue helped Feng Tingcheng continue to connect the meridians and help him repair his internal injuries, it still takes some time to recover from the injured muscles and bones for a hundred days and fully recover.

Therefore, these days, Mingyue personally boiled Chinese medicine and gave it to Feng Chengcheng every day, on the one hand, hoping that he would recover as soon as possible, and on the other hand, of course, hoping that he would not fall into sequelae and affect his future cultivation.

And the Shushan Immortal Sect and the Demon Clan all stopped for the time being, and there was no further action.

On this day, Mingyue boiled the decoction again and personally brought it to Feng Chengcheng to drink.

She carried the medicine bowl on the tray, walked into the Qianyuan Palace, and saw Feng Tingcheng sitting at the table, dealing with the affairs of the Xianmen, and said as she walked in: "Master of the Sect, drink the medicine."

Feng Tingcheng raised his head and saw Mingyue coming in with a medicine bowl, a beautiful and peerless person with a slender and slender figure, a pair of radiant beautiful eyes, looking at him with affection, although she was just standing there elegantly, however, Feng Tingcheng felt that the entire Qianyuan Hall became bright.

And she is like a radiant pearl, beautiful and lovely. Cloud sideburns and flowers, wide-sleeved green shirt. The eyebrows and eyes are affectionate, and the demeanor is leisurely. The fairy spirit is fluttering, and the dust is peerless.

These days, she took care of him with all her heart, not only boiling medicine for him herself, watching him drink, but also making all kinds of delicacies, supplements, and replenishing his body, treating him as a baby who could not take care of himself, and sending him to feed him herself.

Her love for him is reflected in the bits and pieces of daily life, whether she is gazing anxiously, or personally boiling medicine for him, personally making soup for him, or accompanying him to caress the strings, even if it is a look and an action, it can make Feng Qingcheng understand and feel the sweetness of love.

Feng Chengcheng's previous reproach for her sneaking in Qingqiu Palace also disappeared.

Feng Qingcheng looked at the lovely person in front of him stupidly, his heart warmed, he quickly stood up, and took the medicine bowl from her hand, and there was a small plate of black plum on the side of the medicine bowl.

Feng Chengcheng has never liked to drink traditional Chinese medicine, so Mingyue prepared a black plum for him, and after drinking the medicine, he contained one to suppress the bitter taste of medicine.

Mingyue smiled, stretched out her slender jade hand, pinched a black plum, stuffed it into his mouth, and said softly: "Lord Boss, hurry up and drink the medicine."

Feng Qingcheng frowned, but still obediently drank the medicine, the sweet and sour taste of black plum permeated his mouth, and the bitter medicinal juice seemed to contain sugar, so it was not so bitter.

He saw that her beautiful snow-white face was stained with some cigarette ash, took out a handkerchief, gently wiped it for her, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Thank you, mother."

The son helped to boil medicine for her husband, and after taking the medicine boiled by her mother, her eyes were no longer spent, her legs were not sore, her waist was not painful, and she had the strength to work, which was very good, very good. ”

Mingyue was extremely shy, her pretty face was pink, she sneered, and said angrily: "Flim tongue ......"

Feng Chengcheng gently held her in his arms, smiled evilly, and his handsome face slowly came over.

Mingyue just wanted to protest, he still had black plum in his mouth, and he had gently kissed her pink and sweet lips......

He gently sent the black plum in his mouth to her lips, the sweetness and sourness were also with the bitterness of Chinese medicine, but she did not feel repulsed, and mischievously took a bite of the black plum he sent...... Lips and teeth depend on each other, tossing and turning, and the affection is lingering for a while......

After a long time, Mingyue felt that her breathing was becoming more and more difficult, and her lips were numb, so Feng Qingcheng reluctantly let go of her.

Feng Qingcheng stared at her delicate lips, and said in a coquettish tone: "Lady, why don't we double cultivate tonight?" You keep saying that I'm not in good health, but my husband is obviously well, so I don't believe you can try it tonight. ”

Mingyue blushed and said dissatisfiedly: "But ......"

Feng Chengcheng immediately protested: "Lady, we have all been back for a month, and in the past month, you have been making your husband's body replenish every day, drinking Chinese medicine, and your husband's body has already been well."

"Lady, you just promise to be a husband, okay? If you think about it, many months have passed since the retreat for our husband, and we haven't double-cultivated for such a long time, and if we don't double-cultivate, our husband will really get sick. ”

Mingyue saw his slender phoenix eyes, looking at him affectionately and infinitely, her heart softened, and she suddenly hesitated.

After this period of careful recuperation, his body has indeed recovered to seven, seven or eighty-eight, and there will be no major problems.

Mingyue has a pair of beautiful eyes, as bright as autumn water, really smiling, beautiful eyes, beautiful and lovely, so that he indulges in them and can't extricate himself.

Mingyue grimaced at him mischievously, and said helplessly: "Okay, I, I promise you ......"

Feng Chengcheng immediately rejoiced and said, "Lady, you see, it's already dusk, why don't we start double cultivation now, how about it?"

Mingyue looked at the sun hanging high outside, and suddenly said speechlessly: "Lord Master, it's morning, and it's not dark yet."

Feng Qingcheng stretched out his hand and arranged a layer of enchantment outside the Qianyuan Palace, and said with a smile: "For the husband, I want to double cultivate now, and I don't care if it's dark or not."

Mingyue protested: "However, I promised the balls that I would make something delicious for her at noon......"

Feng Tingcheng picked her up, and walked towards the bedroom inside, while sneering: "Then let her be hungry first, and you feed her husband first."

Xiao Bisheng was newly married, and the two of them were locked in the bedroom of Qianyuan Hall at noon, and began to cultivate passionately......

This time with double cultivation, three days and three nights passed in the blink of an eye.

Mingyue disappeared in the Qianyuan Hall and the head of the house for no reason, and her plan to make food for the balls also fell through, so she gave a little balls to the point of jumping to her feet, shouting that her mother was heavy on sex and light on friends, and instead of pestering Bai Ze, she took her to Jinlu City to get drunk

The wind ate for a while, and then it stopped.

Since the Demon Emperor fought with Feng Chengcheng and returned to Qingqiu Palace, it took more than ten days before he slowly woke up.

After waking up, the Demon Emperor was very weak, and most of the time, he spent most of his time in a coma.

In his sleep, the Demon Emperor dreams of his past life and calls Fluttershy's name from time to time.

Wu Xian listened to it in his ears, bitter in his heart, and his hatred for Mingyue was even more irrepressible.

Wu Xian tried all kinds of ways to find all kinds of immortal herbs and pills, and did his best to help the Demon Emperor repair the damaged internal organs and treat internal injuries.

After tossing like this for more than two months, the Demon Emperor's body slowly improved.

The Demon Emperor became more and more awake, the time of sleep was slowly shortened, and his spirit gradually improved, and Wu Xian gradually settled down.

Fortunately, the Demon Emperor was originally an ancient nine-tailed demon fox clan, and his own physique was very strong, and in his daily retreat, his body slowly improved.

It's just that the wounds in the body are easy to recover, but the damage to the Yuan Shen is not so easy to recover.

After this time, the Demon Emperor fought a crazy battle with Feng Tilt City, and the Yuan Shen was not only damaged, but also left a lot of sequelae.

The Demon Emperor's temper became more moody, gloomy, and cold, making it more and more elusive.

He often thinks about Fluttershy from his past life, which causes him to become depressed.

Wu Xian found many beautiful women of the human race and served the Demon Emperor closely, however, the Demon Emperor sent them all away, even if he didn't even bother to look at them.

Later, the Demon Emperor even went to a small cabin in the canyon and stayed there.

The Demon Emperor lived in the cabin for more than a month, saying that he wanted to retreat and cultivate, and asked Wu Xian and the others not to go over and disturb him.

As a result, the affairs of the demon clan are basically taken care of by Wu Xian and Zhu Yan, and the Demon Emperor has become a carefree shopkeeper.

Yan Ji's immortal power is shallow, so she prepares a food box every day and asks Wu Xian to accompany her and go to the cabin to accompany the Demon Emperor.

However, the Demon Emperor didn't even look at Yan Ji or talk to her, as if she were air.

Yan Ji was very sad, however, she still insisted, and went to the cabin every day to accompany the Demon Emperor, make a bed and fold quilts for him, and stand under the wisteria flowers with him in a daze, as long as she could see him in her eyes.

The Demon Emperor lives in a wooden house, and what he has to do every day is to sit in front of the wooden house and stare at the wisteria flowers in a daze.

Or, carry a kettle and water the wisteria flowers pot by pot.

Or, with a small pair of scissors, prune the wisteria flowers.

Or, move a rattan chair, sit on it, stare at the wisteria flowers, and fall into a state of half-wakefulness and half-hallucination.

In the illusion, Fluttershy smiles at him, her eyes drooping slightly, and her lips slightly open. The eyebrows and eyes are full of tenderness like water.

The smiling fragrance softened the years and amazed the time, making him unable to extricate himself from it.

When the Demon Emperor was looking at the wisteria flower in a daze, Yan Ji was looking at the Demon Emperor under the wisteria flower in a daze.

The wisteria flowers under the sun bloom splendidly, like smoke and mist, like a dream, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

The Demon Emperor under the wisteria flower, his skin is as pale as snow, his facial features are deep, his handsome face is unparalleled, and his spiky minibus makes the whole person look lonely and indifferent, and there is a kind of loneliness that rejects people for thousands of miles.

He is tall, however, because of the last fight, he has lost a lot of weight, and the robe on his body is empty, and it looks even more graceful and charming.

Yan Ji looked at it and looked at it, and she was dumbfounded.

In the depths of love, love becomes a death.

You're thinking about someone else, and I'm thinking about you.

The farthest distance in this world is not the distance between the moon and the earth, but that I am standing in front of you, and you have someone else in your heart.

Yan Ji stood quietly at the edge of the wisteria, feeling sad and unbearable, remembering that she was in her old age, she followed Shui Yanxi, who was still the young master of the West Underworld.

Yan Ji herself is very enchanting and gorgeous, tall, convex and backward, and choppy, which used to be the best thing in Shui Yanxi's heart.

Even though he later became the Demon Emperor and dismissed all the concubines, Yan Ji still insisted and stayed by his side.

Her love for him does not change because of his changing identity.

It will not fade because of the change of time.

It's just that this love is too painful, and Yan Ji feels that she is getting farther and farther away from today's Demon Emperor.

Two lines of hot tears, along Yan Ji's bright face, gently dripped down, shattered into a little crystal, floating in the cool breeze, just like her former girl's dream, the dream was broken, the dream woke up, leaving no trace.

In the heart of the Demon Emperor, he must still be thinking about his fiancée Fluttershy in his previous life, and Mingyue, the elder of Shushan Xianmen in this life.

The Demon Emperor in this life is crazy about love, and he can't love it, which makes him more and more moody.

His behavior made Yan Ji's heart ache and helpless at the same time.

Wu Xian finally couldn't help it, and asked softly, "Your Majesty, when will you go back to Qingqiu Palace?"

(End of this chapter) I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Reverse Heaven Dantong: Boss, Drink Medicine", " ", talk about life, find a confidant~