The scene of Feng Sheng being fed noodles was naturally seen by the demon moon Ji not far away.

The two of them stood quietly on the snowy avenue, their eyes watery looking in this direction of the noodle stall.

Sha Hua stood beside the demon moon girl, holding up a pale white oil-paper umbrella for her in one hand, without too many words, forming a completely different general scene from the hurried and bustling flow of people on this avenue, maverick.

"Is this Feng Sheng, the super-powerhouse who is the third in the Xuan Domain?

It is indeed a creation that makes people, the world is changeable, and it is indeed difficult to connect the two in such a dilemma today. ”

After a long time, Sha Hua was unwilling to be silent and said such a sentence, which caused Demon Moon Ji to be deeply in agreement, and nodded straight and said:

"Yes, if you don't see it with your own eyes, who can imagine it? I hope Feng Sheng can get through this difficult time as soon as possible, and I hope he won't let us wait too long..."

"However, tribulation is the best touchstone for man, and the mediocre man is drowned in the torrent of pain, and genius uses it to forge ahead and spread his wings.

In the eyes of the world, geniuses are always as brilliant as the sun, but they never thought that behind the halo of their genius, there are not only superhuman talents, but also hard work and sweat..."

"To be able to set up extraordinary ambitions, to endure the hardships that mortals can't bear, to do things that ordinary people can't do, what peaks can't be conquered, what great things can't be achieved, and what brilliant can't be achieved?..."

“...”

While Demon Moon Ji and Sha Hua were talking for a long time in the snow, a void around them rippled, as if a calm lake was suddenly smashed down a small stone and rippled in circles, and someone came out:

It is a kitten with gray hair all over its body.

It's the little gray ash of the underworld!

The little gray gray person appeared, looking calm and relaxed, leisurely and complacent, not far away from the encounter of Feng Sheng in the noodle stall greenhouse, he naturally had a full view, but he did not show a trace of surprise and panic because of this, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

"Little Gray Ash (Lord Hades), I haven't seen you for a long time, why are you here at this time?" Seeing Little Gray appear, Demon Moon Ji and Sha Hua asked in unison.

"Well, this is not the ghost of Lei Ming and Yan, who asked me to accompany him and protect him well!" As soon as he thought of this, Little Gray was a little depressed, and he didn't know who made him unhappy, and there was a sense of anger in his words.

And the "he" in Xiao Gray's mouth is no one else, it is Feng Sheng and others in the noodle stall not far away.

Seeing that the other party mentioned this, Demon Moon Ji immediately glanced at Xiao Gray, a little dissatisfied, and said with a hint of provocation:

"Are you embarrassed to talk about this?!Didn't Lei Ming and Lord Yan ask you to protect Feng Sheng at the beginning, and now Feng Sheng is like this, is this how you came to protect him?

But then again, since we left, what happened to this Feng Sheng that made him become such miserable as he is now?"

"Eh, uh, uh, this..."Little Gray Gray became a little speechless for a while, he was a little negligent, but the root of the problem did not lie in himself, the problem was too complicated, and he was really a little unclear all of a sudden, and he was in a mess, and he said incoherently:

"This, this, don't look at me with that kind of resentful look, it wasn't me who caused him to become what he is now;

And when I was in the secret realm, I remember that I promised to keep him alive and help him when his life was in danger, but now?

He's not dead now, and I'm not breaking my promise, am I?

In fact, it's nothing for Feng Sheng to become like this, it's just a test and tempering for him, you are so angry and completely obsessed with the authorities, how can an outsider like me see it clearly..."

"Cut, I'll find a reason to excuse myself, so it's no wonder Lord Lei Ming treats you like that, and it's too unreliable to deal with people, right?" Demon Moon Ji muttered in a low voice, a pair of resentful eyes staring at the little gray gray others, causing goosebumps all over his body, his head turned to the other side, and his mouth cocked and whistled to divert his attention.

"As for why Feng Sheng became what he is now, I don't know the specific details, I am not his personal bodyguard, I never leave him, and the situation I encounter is also a bit tricky, the enemy is much more cunning than I imagined.

Speaking of this, Feng Sheng should really be grateful to me, if it weren't for my help, where would he be now, just become demented and have no skills, maybe he would have died in someone's hands!"

She explained in detail to Demon Moon Ji what happened after Feng Sheng and himself were separated from Canglan Country, and Xiao Ash avoided the important and trivialized, and praised how great his contribution to saving Feng Sheng was, and even never mentioned his own omissions, with a smug look on his face, and told the story:

"When I found Feng Sheng and others, Feng Sheng was surrounded and intercepted by a group of black-clothed people, and when I arrived, I noticed a powerful aura, so that Ji and Feng Sheng changed their whereabouts and led the enemy away, but unexpectedly fell into the hands of the enemy, and he was led away by the other party and left Feng Sheng's side.

In the end, when I realized the plan and returned to find the traces of Feng Sheng's others, he was like this..."

Little Gray Ash He said that the two of them are probably clear, as for whether they believe it or not, it is another matter, and the credibility is not high, especially the "credit" he boasted about, and let the other party sulk.

...

When the demon moon Ji and the little gray gray were laughing and scolding, the noodle stall was also lively for a while:

"Daddy, didn't we buy more new ones for that chilblain cream in our house, just a little, it's not enough at all!" shouted, and the little boy's voice resounded throughout the noodle stall greenhouse, and even near the city gate, his loud voice echoed, spreading with the wind.

The little boy wanted to find a little ointment to treat chilblains for Feng Sheng to use, and he remembered that there were not many others in the house, but he didn't find much in the cabinets, most of them were empty bottles and cans, and they were not enough for Feng Sheng and him (the amount was also a lot, but Feng Sheng was frozen and bloated like a pair of pigs' trotters, and the area of his hands and feet was too large to need more).

"No, you've had those things for years, so I don't need to prepare.

When I'm done with all this, I'll add some when I get back. Casually drank such a sentence, and the noodle stall owner didn't say anything more, and concentrated on his business:

Now, as the flow of people on the road out of the city increases, more and more people stop to eat bowls of noodles.

The guests were a little overwhelmed, and the noodle stall owner roared in the air:

"What time is it now, the guests are still playing there when they are in a hurry, why don't you come over and help greet the guests?"

"Okay, right away. ”

casually agreed, the little boy put the bottle and jar containing chilblain medicine in front of Feng Sheng, briefly taught him how to apply the medicine, and the little boy quickly turned around to greet the guests who came to the door.

Feng Sheng's matter is also a little bit clear, slowly apply ointment with his hand and wipe it on the frostbite and red swelling on his body, the little boy turns his head back from time to time to see how Feng Sheng is doing, and after confirming that Feng Sheng has no major problems, the little boy completely put his mind at ease and works.

"Daddy, if we have any winter warm clothes at home, give this old man one or two..."

Seeing that Feng Sheng was still wearing a thin summer dress on this cold day, the little boy couldn't bear it for a while, if it weren't for his clothes that were really not suitable for Feng Sheng, he would have brought the excess to Feng Sheng to wear.

"What about work, don't get distracted, talk less nonsense!" the noodle stall owner reprimanded his son, and immediately lowered his head and started his work again.

"Oh. After being reprimanded, the little boy immediately lowered his head, stopped mentioning the matter, and concentrated on his work.

About half an hour had passed, and there were already fewer pedestrians entering and exiting the city gates, and even fewer people coming to eat bowls of pasta.

Today's business is good, and the noodle stall owner is also excited and excited, with a smile on his face, he sat down and patted his thigh fiercely and said:

"Okay, happy today, the clothes you just said are up to you. ”

"But the key question is, do we have any extra clothes to protect us from the winter?" muttered the little boy in a low voice.

The little boy's voice was not loud, but he listened to his father without omission, and directly refuted him and said:

"Yes, why not, it's the tattered cotton clothes I don't want, just on top of the new clothes I prepared for the New Year, and the cotton wool shoes on the right side of the cabinet, but don't make a mistake for me..."

"Tattered cotton clothes?and a pair of old cotton wool shoes?!"

After Daddy's reminder, the little boy immediately remembered that there were two "collections" at home, although they were old and broken, but they could resist the cold wind one or two, how could they be stronger than not?

It's just that his joy hasn't lasted long, and the little boy remembered something again, stayed where he was, and muttered to himself:

"Daddy, aren't the cotton clothes and cotton shoes you said on you wearing them now?

You once said that waste is shameful, and the poor family has no reason to waste, although this cotton coat is torn, but as long as it is put in it, no one can see it, and it will not be ridiculed for anything, and it also warms the body, father, you are not willing to discard it as a baby, and it is not ?... to wear it all the time."

Seeing his stupid son standing in a daze, the noodle stall owner immediately collected the joyful expression on his face and drank:

"What's the wait, don't you go quickly, don't you even know where to put your own things?"

In a flash of inspiration, the little boy immediately understood what his father meant, and responded again and again:

"Oh, oh!"

As he spoke, the little boy poured out the "ragged cotton coat" and shoes from the suitcase containing clothes and other miscellaneous items, and put them on for Feng Sheng, which was not too big or too small, just right.

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