Feng Jiu looked at it and said, "Okay, that's it, you master there, you look at it, if you have a fever and a cold sweat in the middle of the night, you can wake me up." After she had confessed, she closed the stone door.

She took off her coat and lay down on the bed, exhaling lightly and staring at the roof in a daze.

I thought that she would have a cave room with Mo Zexian tonight, but she was mentally prepared, but who knows, the good atmosphere interrupted Murong Yixuan, and she came here from the Xuanyuan Empire in the middle of the night, this night was really tired enough, and her mood was also up and down, very sour.

Although I arrived in a strange place, due to the exhaustion of my body and the deepening of the night, I fell asleep deeply.

Outside, Murong Yixuan was guarding his master's bedside, and the big stone he was carrying in his heart was finally half put down. Thinking that being brought here by his master can almost be said to have changed the fate of his life.

If it weren't for the fact that he met his master, maybe he would still be wandering around at this time. Shizun has the grace of reinvention for him, although he is called master and apprentice, but he is better than father and son, he instructed him to cultivate, there is strictness, and there is also kindness, he really can't imagine what kind of consequences it would have if it wasn't for Feng Jiu this time

Sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, he didn't go to rest, until the healer who had left earlier came in with the boiled medicine, he fed his master the medicine little by little.

Because his master was in a coma, the whole bowl of medicine was only about half a bowl at most, and the doctor didn't go to rest, because the master of the door asked him to stay and take care of it, so the two of them sat on the edge of the bed and watched, paying attention to whether the situation Feng Jiu said happened.

The first half of the night was normal, however, in the second half of the night, because he saw that his master seemed to be a little wrong, his body was hot, not to mention, and he was still in a cold sweat, he seemed to have regained some consciousness, and his brows were tightly wrinkled.

So in the second half of the night, he knocked on the stone room where Feng Jiu was resting: "Feng Jiu, Feng Jiu, you get up and take a look, my master has a fever and a cold sweat, Feng Jiu"

Feng Jiu, who heard the voice, could only get up from the bed, put on his clothes, and walked out of the door to check on his master

Until, when the morning came, a ray of light slanted in from a window in the cave mansion and landed on the bed where Feng Jiu was resting, she lazily turned over, pulled up the quilt and covered her head and continued to sleep.

She barely slept last night, because she was woken up not long after she fell asleep, and she didn't go back to her room to rest until it was almost dawn, when it was quiet outside, and she just wanted to squint for a while to recuperate.

However, in the middle of the hour, she was woken up again.

"Feng Jiu, I asked people to boil some porridge, you get up and eat some" Murong Yixuan shouted outside, with a trace of exhaustion between his eyebrows, who hadn't slept all night.

In fact, for an immortal cultivator, he didn't feel anything without a night's rest, however, he was worried, and naturally his mood and mood were different, and he was more likely to get tired.

Feng Jiu sighed lightly, got up, and after washing, he opened the stone door and walked out, coming to the stone table outside and sitting down.

"I asked people to boil some white porridge, using spiritual rice, it tastes good, you can taste it" Murong Yixuan scooped a bowl for her, and handed her a pair of chopsticks: "There are also a few side dishes." ”

"Hmm." She was not polite, she took a sip when she smelled the porridge, and then sandwiched some side dishes to eat, and before she finished breakfast, she heard that the owner of the door outside was coming again. Remember to read it: convenient for next time, or.