The turquoise mist was the thousand-year-old tree spirit that had just been brought out of the Lost Forest, faintly gathered into a cloud of three or four-year-old dolls, and with the childish voice that was less pretending to be eerie, it could be regarded as complementing each other.

"The Lord you will confess is not me, but her." Long Yucang pointed to Feng Huanling, who was sleeping quietly on the bed, "When she wakes up, she can confess the Lord with you with blood, and then you have to protect her with all your might, understand?" ”

In fact, this tree spirit is not too bloodthirsty evil demon, but he has always grown in the mountains and has never been in contact with the outside world, just like a child who has never been in the world, and he has never felt that he enjoys the essence blood of those who he sent to the door, there is nothing wrong with it. This is also one of the reasons why Long Yucang did not destroy it immediately, but chose to subdue it.

And even if the outside world has seen the "world" elves, the mortals who break into the realm are no different from the beasts that mortals hunt at will, how can they feel guilty about this?

In addition, all tree elves have the talent to repair and heal, and it can be seen from the fact that this tree spirit easily heals the wounds on Feng Huanling's body, and its ability is not weak. In addition, he is like a blank sheet of paper like a child, and it is easier to control it, which made Long Yucang move this kind of thought.

After all, no matter how carefully he arranged, he couldn't always follow Feng Huanling to take care of her, so it was better to find more "magic weapons" to protect her.

But even so, how can he say that he is also a tree spirit who has lived for more than a thousand years, and he is also the most powerful elf in the entire Qingling Mountain, how can he be willing to recognize a wind man as the master?

"How can the deity say that he is also an elf who has practiced for thousands of years, how can he recognize a mortal and still be a woman? It's okay for a senior monk like you to be a senior monk of Yuanling Mountain, let me recognize her as a little girl? Don't even think about it! ”

The tree spirit looked at the girl on the couch with great disdain, and with just a glance, he arrogantly turned his little head away from the blue mist, obviously without clear facial features, and let people see that he would rather die than give in.

"You don't have a choice, if you don't want the thousand-year cultivation to be dispersed in one day, just wait for her to wake up safely and recognize the Lord."

Long Yucang first coldly dropped such a sentence without refusing, but when he turned his eyes to look at Feng Huanling, his expression softened slightly, and said: "Don't worry, don't look at her as just a mortal now, she will definitely give you great benefits in the future." ”

The tree spirit with angry cheeks bulging dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, although it had a thousand-year-old Dao in its body, but it was just a young child among the elves, and in the face of a monk like Long Yucang, he had no power to fight back, so at most he could only talk about the hero, where was he willing to take it seriously for the useless backbone and scatter his thousand-year-old cultivation?

What's more, for it, dispersing cultivation is not just a loss of current strength, but a complete disappearance, and ashes!

"I don't think she has any immortal roots and immortal bones, and she is simply a waste wood in the mortal cultivation realm, what can she do in the future? Give me back a great benefit? You don't come to trick me! ”

Having said that, the Dryad's attitude softened significantly, and he no longer stubbornly refused "as if he were dying".

"You watch her for me first, and I'll go back as soon as I go."

Seeing that Feng Huanling was sleeping deeply, and the mandarin duck couch was set up by him to isolate the demons and evil things, Long Yucang explained to the tree spirit and left the inner room of the bedroom.

"Lord Wang, Yushu has woken up, and there is no big problem."

Luo Xian, who was in the outer room, saw his master come out, and immediately lowered his voice in return, obviously the princess who was afraid of making noise and resting in the inner room.

"Well, let Li Xuan secretly stare at Yushu, don't let her find out."

Long Yucang's face was as cold as if it was carved from a cold jade, and he didn't see the warmth of facing the wind and the wind, and he was a little more indifferent than the legendary half-immortal who had lost the world.

Li Xuan is one of the nine top masters in the secret guard around King Cheyue, and Luo Xian knows that his master is already suspicious of Yushu, so he will use Li Xuan to keep an eye on Yushu. After all, the nine masters have been cultivated by their masters since childhood, and it is impossible for them to be installed and bought by anyone.

"My subordinates understand, but Miss Yushu just died today to protect the princess, will she really be that meticulous?"

If it was someone else, Luo Xian would never ask more, but after all, Yushu has followed her master for many years, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that her thoughts about her master are not pure, but this kind of impurity can die a hundred times for the master without regrets, so he is a little hard to believe that Yushu will be a meticulous work.

"Hopefully, I'm just suspicious."

In fact, judging from the heart, Long Yucang didn't want to believe that the news that he had painted a portrait of Yan Wushuang revealed to Long Jingming was transmitted by Yushu.

But today, Yushu led Feng Huanling to the Lost Forest, although he later sacrificed his life to protect him, but it made him suspicious.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was a bitter ploy deliberately arranged by her to clear her suspicions, and most of the time she spied on or found out through other aspects that Luo Xian was investigating the matter, so she immediately used Feng Huanling to show her loyalty.

Of course, if they were trapped in the Lost Forest without him, even if Yushu's kung fu was high, it would be difficult for her to escape with her whole body, but she had never been fierce to death, and it was not impossible for her to perform this dangerous move in a desperate situation that was about to be exposed. She thought about it and expected that if the princess was in danger, he would definitely not care, so she dared to put herself to death and survive.

But all this is just his inference after all, even if it is only in terms of Feng Huanling's feelings for Yushu, he doesn't want that fine work to be her.

"If it's really Yushu, I don't know what the prince plans to do with it?" Luo Xian couldn't help but ask again.

Long Yu Cang couldn't help frowning slightly, if it was just for him, this matter would not be difficult to do, but Feng Huanling had been rescued by Yushu more than once, and it could be seen that she relied on Yushu more than Zhilan on weekdays.

If Yushu is really meticulous, what can he do to not make his precious lady sad?

When Feng Huanling woke up, he couldn't tell where he was, until he saw Long Yucang guarding in front of the couch, and he was slightly relieved.

"What about Yushu? She was not lightly injured, but did she leave the Lost Forest safely? ”

Long Yucang, who had just helped Feng Huanling to sit up carefully, heard her ask Yushu, and his face couldn't help but stagnate slightly.

"Don't worry, Yushu's injury is no longer serious, but she still needs to recuperate for a few days." Long Yucang didn't want to talk more about the jade tree, and called out the elf, "This is the thousand-year-old tree spirit that is making a monster in the Lost Forest, is the lady willing to accept it?" ”

Feng Huanling, who had just woken up, cared about Yushu, and immediately noticed that the injuries on his body were no longer painful, and when she was wondering about this, she suddenly saw a small doll piled up of turquoise mist out of thin air, and her round eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose were vaguely visible, but it was clearly just a lump of blue mist, which frightened her instinctively and shrunk into Long Yucang's arms.

"Don't be afraid, although it is a thousand-year-old tree spirit, it is actually only the size of a mortal two- or three-year-old doll, as long as the lady is willing to accept it, it can only obey the lady's dispatch until death in the future."

For Feng Huanling's embrace, it made Long Yucang feel good, and there was a smile on the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, which were habitually condensed.

"I, why should I take this ball...... Ghost fire? ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Feng Huanling felt that it was most appropriate to use the word "ghost fire" to describe the thing in front of him.

"You're a ghost, your whole family is a ghost! The deity is an elf, a tree elf who has practiced for thousands of years! Not to mention that I've already sucked thousands of mortal essence blood like you, if it weren't for this guy next to you, you would be just a puddle of essence blood in my stomach now! ”

A certain ghost fire was so angry that he jumped on the spot, and the green flames jumped all over his body, but he interpreted the posture of the ghost fire more and more.

“……”

"What do you see? Do you think that the deity is rare and you accept it as a 'blood spirit'? A mortal like you will not live to be 100 years old at most, and you have wasted a thousand years of Buddha-figure cultivation! ”

“……”

"What's that look on your face? If it weren't for you, a cultivator who is a perverted person with an age gap, you would be afraid of you? ”

"This guy is too noisy, if I take it, can I shut it up?"

Feng Huanling had seen some two- or three-year-old children in the past, although most of them were more lively and noisy, but she had never seen such a noisy one, in order to keep her ears quiet, she had to stop asking anything, and let Long Yucang help take a drop of blood from her fingertips, and she didn't see what the process was, only vaguely listened to the little ghost fire and scolded again, and then suddenly disappeared with her face.

"Where's the ghostfire?"

Just when Feng Huanling was looking around, Long Yucang suddenly held the jade hairpin with a green fluorescent flowing water in front of her eyes, and then put his hand in her hair.

"Just summon it when you want it to come out, and let it go back if you don't need to, so you don't have to worry about it disturbing you."

Feng Huanling still couldn't think of where she could use that little thing, she just thought that it was good that it was no longer noisy, but she didn't have time to ask about the Long Yucang Lost Trace Forest carefully, and the people from all walks of life who heard that she was injured and came to visit came one after another.

The first to arrive was Feng Huanbing, even though she had not yet been officially sealed, but all the palace people treated her as a fourth concubine, and did not dare to slack off. Soon Concubine Mo Shufei also walked into Fengyi Pavilion, and then Su Xi and Su Moxuan, who were only approved through layers of reports, as well as Nangong Ying and others came to greet them, and finally even Emperor Xuan's royal car came in person.

I don't dare to say that Fengyi Pavilion, which has lived in the past and has never been so lively, at least since this trip, it has never been so lively.

Seeing that Feng Huanling's injuries were really fine, Emperor Xuan announced that he planned to return to Beijing in advance, and he wanted to rush back to Kyoto before the Mid-Autumn Festival as much as possible.

Everyone didn't dare to ask more about the reason, but they secretly speculated that it was related to the nearly 1,000 bones that had been excavated from the Lost Forest. Don't say that it is the noble emperor's family, even if so many bones suddenly appear near the place where ordinary people live, it is inevitable that they will feel unlucky, and they will have the intention of moving away.

Emperor Xuan would not stay long, and left after a few words of greeting, and then Mo Shufei and the others said goodbye one after another, until only Feng Huanbing, Su Xi, and Su Moxuan were still in the Fengyi Pavilion, and Feng Huanling was relieved and could have a good word with them.

"You talk for a while, this king still has some affairs to go to the study to deal with."

Seeing that the people left behind were all "mother's family", Long Yucang took the initiative to retreat very interestingly, so as not to have any scruples.

"Ling'er, seeing that the prince treats you so attentively, grandfather can finally rest assured, even if he goes to see your mother in a hundred years, he is not afraid."

Su Chen deliberately erased the foreign words in "maternal grandfather" quite emotionally, which can be regarded as an intentional expression of closeness to their sisters, which means that even if there is no daughter Mo Lan, they are still regarded as close and trustworthy people.