In the next few days, Monsoon slowly cultivated his body, but there was nothing boring, because there was always a little girl beside him who was annoying him and asking him some outside things. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because of saving the monsoon, the little girl's escape was also leaked, and the key to open the enchantment has been confiscated by her grandmother, and the little girl is very yearning for the outside world.

In the past few days, Monsoon has not been idle, and he has told this little girl a lot of stories, such as stories in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales, and a series of stories, but it makes this little girl happy.

"Okay, that's all for today, I'll tell you the rest tomorrow," Monsoon said with a smile.

"Don't" Han Xiuning didn't follow, and begged, "Don't, just tell me, what happened to the Seventh Princess and Tong Yuan in the end?" Are they together?" Han Xiuning looked at Monsoon with an expression that they would cry if they weren't together, but it made Monsoon feel helpless.

"Okay, don't guess, it's not early, your grandma will worry about you," Monsoon said.

"No, you turned the mermaid princess into a bubble last time, it's so sad, this time you are not allowed to tell such a sad story" Han Xiuning said very angrily.

"Okay, I promise you, there will be a different ending, and I still have to heal my wounds, after a long delay, my injuries are serious, but there is no way to tell you a story," Ji Feng agreed.

"Well, then okay, you take care of your injuries, I'll go back" Han Xiuning was very understanding, and reluctantly left.

After Han Xiuning left, the monsoon coiled bed and began to repair the injuries in his body, the situation was still optimistic, the aura of Wumeng Spirit Valley was abundant, and the monsoon had already replenished the strength he had lost yesterday.

Coupled with the unique spiritual spring in the mountain behind Wumeng Spirit Valley, the injuries in Monsoon's body are much better, but the bloody aura in his body is a trouble.

If you use the Confucian style to get rid of it, it is also a way, but the monsoon wants to get this kind of power and take this power for himself, because this kind of bloody power, although it is very evil, but I have to say that the power is still quite strong.

But here's the problem, Monsoon doesn't know the exercises that can use this kind of power at all, and there is no way to successfully form the Dharma Xingchen.

So what to do, Ji Feng was a little helpless, but his injuries still had to recover, so he had to temporarily seal this bloody power in the world of consciousness, and a generation later, there would be exercises to condense the stars.

The powerful spiritual power brought a quick recovery power to the monsoon, and of course, the different powers brought by various star attributes were also a good help for him to recover from his injuries.

A few days have passed, and there is no big problem with Monsoon's injury, and he will be able to get up and move tomorrow, which is relatively fast for a person who has injured all his organs.

Monsoon gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, thinking in his heart, "The injury has been stabilized, and the rest is the work of the water mill" and gently got up and walked off the bed where he had been lying for many days.

Pushed open the door, it was already starry sky, Wumeng Linggu was full of spiritual energy, although there was an enchantment block, but the outside environment could still be seen, just like the starry sky, exceptionally clear.

"Ah, it's a good feeling to finally be able to come out," Monsoon said, stretching.

Looking around, Monsoon found that the house he was in was actually on the top of a hillside, and behind him, there was a high mountain peak, and he could vaguely feel the power of evil qi coming from the top of the mountain, presumably where the silence was.

Despite the power of Nuwa's seal, the evil aura of the burning silence can still be revealed, which shows that this ancient weapon is extraordinary. 、

"Eh, what does this smell like?" Monsoon suddenly smelled a scent, which had never been smelled before, where did it come from?

Following the aroma, Monsoon walked into a grove of trees at the foot of the hillside, and not far below the hillside was the inhabitants of the Wumengling Valley, and this hillside near the forbidden land, few people came, who was here.

"Wow, it smells so good! The smell of this red-tailed koi is still so fragrant, no matter how you smell it, you won't feel tired," said a salivating voice.

Hearing the voice, Ji Feng was stunned, this is, Han Xiuning, this little girl doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, what is she doing?

"What are you doing, why haven't you slept?" Monsoon asked.

Monsoon suddenly appeared in front of Han Xiuning, startling her, and almost threw away the fish that was still roasting, but when she saw that it was Monsoon, she stopped listening.

"Eh, it's you, scared me to death, I thought it was the old man guarding the mountain, if he saw me grilling fish to eat, he would definitely tell grandma again, that wouldn't be good" Han Xiuning patted his little chest and said with a smile.

"Drink, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, but you're in the mood to grill fish to eat, it's strange, but the taste of this fish is really good, where did you get it" Ji Feng sat in front of Han Xiuning and asked.

Han Xiuning suddenly became proud, and said, "This fish is a unique red-tailed koi in the spiritual spring, which is only available in our Wumeng Spirit Valley, and the taste is naturally extraordinary, but it is relatively rare, so the old man guarding the mountain always doesn't let me eat it, it's a pity" Han Xiuning said.

Hearing Han Xiuning say this, Ji Feng couldn't help laughing, she was really a cunning little girl, and then asked, "You haven't told me yet, why don't you sleep?"

Speaking of this, Han Xiuning glared at Ji Feng and said, "Of course I can't sleep, you didn't tell me what happened to Tong Yuan and Xiao Qi after they separated, can I sleep" said, with some sadness in his tone.

Ji Feng smiled, rubbed Han Xiuning's hair, and said, "You girl, you haven't gone out to see the outside world, why do you care so much about these love things?" ”

Han Xiuning patted Ji Feng's hand away and said, "Of course I care, although I am the saintess of Wumeng Spirit Valley and shoulder the responsibility of guarding the seal, it doesn't mean that I can't get married, I hope my husband is a big hero who stands up to the sky."

"So what kind of person do you think is a big hero," Ji Feng asked with a smile.

Han Xiuning thought for a while and said, "Just like the Monkey King in the story you said, the hero in my heart will take the seven-colored cloud to pick me up."

"Really?" Ji Feng said with a smile, his handprint was lightly pinched, and a white mist enveloped the two people, turning into a colorful cloud, dragging the two people into the sky.

In the sky, Monsoon hugged Han Xiuning, startling her a little sluggish, Monsoon smiled evilly, and said, "Now that Caiyun has it, are you willing to accept me?"