Chapter 84: A Life's Wish
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But Fang was held in Fengqi's arms and didn't feel cold, but at this time, sitting on the stool couldn't move, it really felt cold, and the frost that jumped down had nowhere to go, and it was estimated that it was even colder.
But Feng Qi seemed to only have Ye Chonglang in his eyes, and he forgot that he was also injured, hungry, and still ......
After a long while, it spoke again: "Anyway, there are not many people left in your demon path, so it is better to serve the demon world." β
"No need to talk."
The little fox wrapped himself tightly with his big tail, glared at her hatefully, and said, "I know your concerns, it's better to be like this, if you can't marry him one day, join forces with the demon world......"
"This topic is too obscure to talk about."
The little fox's four legs shrank together, and said in an obscure tone: "You actually can't bear to see him seriously injured, and you want me to save his life, but I ......"
Feng Qi interrupted it again, "I changed my mind, I will talk to you about the conditions, you are too ambitious and have no score, so forget it." β
It has compromised again and again, but in the end it was exchanged for this sentence, and the little fox was so angry that his hair exploded, and he roared angrily: "Then you hug me, I will freeze to death!" β
"Deal!"
Little Fox: "......"
Feng Qi walked quickly to the little fox and squatted down, looking at it with a smile, "It's hard to chase after a horse, of course, I also understand that your cultivation may not be high, and I don't expect you to let him heal instantly, but it is very painful to be shocked by the Heavenly Sorrow Ghost Qin, you just let him sleep and it will almost not hurt." β
The fox's face usually doesn't have much expression, but at this moment, the little fox's face showed a look of grief and indignation, but suddenly, it lowered its head and sighed, and cheered up and said: "Do your best, but since you have found the charcoal basin, then simply start a fire, and I am not lightly injured, I am afraid that I will feel colder later." β
"Are you kidding? You really don't see that I'm kidding you? Feng Qi smiled and blinked, and pointed to the charcoal basin in the corner of the wall, "That thing has been placed in the past thirty years, and it was originally maintained by the soul, only for viewing, and it can't be used at all, such as this ......"
Feng Qi said, and suddenly stretched out her hand to the candlestick candlestick, only to see that the candle flame was melting, but it couldn't burn her hand at all.
She had already discovered that all the things in this room were what Qiao Xinguan used to maintain her thoughts, which could be watched and moved, but they would not be lost, just like this candle, which had been burning for most of the day, but it was not short at all.
In other words, although the candle flame can illuminate, the light is also maintained by Qiao Xinguan's soul, not the candle burning, so even if the charcoal is lit, it will still not be warm.
However, the little fox was shaking, it flew up with fluff, staring at Feng Qi, suddenly its claws opened its sharp nails, and asked quietly, "Do you know what my life's long-cherished wish is?" β
"I don't want to know."
The little fox ignored her and said to herself, "I'll be ...... one day Gotta bite you. β
"Look at my mouth." Feng Qi pointed to his mouth, "Hahahahaha......"
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Early the next morning, when Ye Chonglang finally woke up from his slumber, Feng Qi was not by his side.
The faint aroma of porridge wafting in the small thatched hut dispelled the cold in the house, and the quiet smell of fireworks seemed extraordinarily quiet and peaceful.
Suddenly, there was a movement under the quilt, and a fluffy head came out of the side.
Before the little fox had time to tremble, he suddenly met Ye Chonglang's eyes and was stunned.
And Ye Chonglang also looked at it quietly, not moving or speaking, his pale face couldn't discern any emotion, facing the little fox, at most he was no stranger.
"Awake?" Feng Qi came out of the small kitchen next to him, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, his eyes crooked with a smile, "You said you were almost in the valley, but I heard your stomach growl just now." β
Ye Chonglang looked back at her quietly, frowned slightly, his thin lips moved slightly, and he didn't know what he had swallowed alive.
"Still uncomfortable?" Feng Qi put down the porridge bowl, turned to help him up and sit down, and carefully looked at his face, although he still looked pale, his breath was obviously much more stable than last night.
"How long did I sleep?" Ye Chonglang's voice was hoarse, but it was rarely weak.
"It didn't take long, it was just one night." Feng Qi smiled impeccablely, "I was really scared yesterday, and I didn't know how badly you were injured, but now it seems that ...... You really live up to your reputation, and you are well hidden, and the demon general is not your opponent at all. β
The little fox gave her a fierce look, stood up and staggered to the end of the bed.
Ye Chonglang was a little confused, but nodded lightly, "The medicine of the water is extraordinary, and it is also a blessing." β
Well, both of them cooperate with the ghost, and this style of painting is really weird.
And at this moment, the little fox came around to the side of the bed at some point, and suddenly scurried, stretched out his paws to sweep the porridge bowl placed on the small table next to him.
Feng Qiyi stretched out his hand to pick it up, and said inexplicably: "What are you doing?" If you want to drink it in the pot, will you still drink it if you knock it over? β
The little fox looked at the porridge with an indignant face, and then looked in the direction of the small kitchen, whining as if to reprimand her for both sides and three knives.
She really understood, and Feng Qi smiled, "I just went out to pick up some thatch and dead branches, which can make a fire." β
The little fox lowered her head in frustration and weakness, her fiery red fluff was a little messy, and she suddenly looked at her, full of grievances.
This can be regarded as a life-saving benefactor, Feng Qi held the little fox in his arms, straightened the quilt for Ye Chonglang, and said with a smile: "The porridge is still hot, wait a while and eat it, I'll get it some food first." β
Ye Chonglang didn't speak, just quietly watched her hugging the little fox, until she turned around and walked to the kitchen, and suddenly asked, "How long are you going to raise it?" β
"It's still a little ......early in winter," Feng Qi said vaguely, and went into the kitchen with a curtain lifted.
The stove and pot in the kitchen can be used, Feng Qi also didn't sleep all night, guarded Ye Chonglang for most of the night, and stuffed the sleeping little fox into the quilt, she also went out to collect firewood to make a fire, found a well to draw water, and even ...... She also set up an improvised lanyard trap and caught a lean rabbit.
"He's still injured and can't eat meat, I caught this rabbit for you, how do you want to eat it?" Feng Qi put the little fox on the stove to roast the fire, and picked up the dying rabbit next to him, "I'm afraid that you won't eat the dead, but you're still alive, do you like to be raw?" Peel it yourself? β
The little fox sat by the stove and looked up at her quietly, not at the rabbit in her hand, but at her face.
Feng Qi rubbed her cheeks, she really didn't wash her face when she got up this morning, could it be that it was blackened when the fire was burning?
However, the little fox does not eat raw meat, so Feng Qi mixed the rabbit meat in the porridge and boiled it, turned around and went back to take care of Ye Chonglang.
"I'll feed you." Feng Qi picked up the porridge and stirred it, blew it cold and sent it to Ye Chonglang's mouth.
"Do you have something on your mind?"
Ye Chonglang still saw it, Feng Qi smiled slightly, "You are injured like this, how can I have no worries?" β
Coming and going, Qiao Xinguan's soul has been sitting there, sewing that shoe, for decades.
Every time Feng Qi passed by, she deliberately didn't look at her, because every time she saw it, it would set off anger and eagerness in her heart, she couldn't wait to carry Song Huanqiu to her senior sister now, and she couldn't wait to chop him into mud in front of her senior sister.
She...... Suddenly I want to go back to Guzhu, go to the Dove Demon Mountain, and look for Shu Yan......
At the same time, the Fufeng family suffered from unprecedented turmoil, and Yun Xianyao brought back the corpse of Fufeng's disciple, Yun Fengran's corpse, and Yun Xiying, who seemed to have lost his mind.
In front of the head of the family, Yun Ruiyuan, Lan Sijing didn't know how many times he had performed the soul chasing technique, and the soul of the corpse was so shattered for some reason that the chasing soul trembled and couldn't say anything, and then scattered and fled. And he used the soul chasing technique on Yun Xiying, Yun Xiying kept repeating those words, it was they who wanted to kill Xu Shanjun's fiancΓ©e, but they had an epiphany and repented, it was he who ordered those disciples to kill themselves with knives, and those who did not want to obey were also killed by him, just hoping that Xu Shanjun would calm his anger, open the net, and not be an enemy of Fufeng.
This statement is simply ridiculous, but Lan Sijing's soul chasing technique is beyond doubt, these words came out of Yun Xiying's mouth over and over again, even if Yun Xianyao questioned and refuted again and again, Yun Xiying still did not change a word.
I don't know how many times I've asked, and I don't know how long the group has been discussing and pondering, Yun Ruiyuan finally waved his hand, "That's it, this matter is indeed my rudeness first, and if I end up like this, it will be retribution." β
"Father, how can you just forget it?!" Yun Xianyao roared angrily, "It's clear that he didn't know what kind of evil technique he used to kill my Fufeng disciple......"
Yun Ruiyuan's eyes glared angrily, and asked majestically, "Have you seen it with your own eyes?!" β
"Even if you haven't seen ...... with your own eyes"
Yun Ruiyuan slammed the table, "Then when my Fufeng disciple died tragically, even your two own brothers were present, where are you?!" β
"I ......" Yun Xianyao was dumbfounded, and then didn't care about anything, "I was talking to Xu Shanjun alone at that time, and the one who killed my Fufeng disciple must be his unmarried wife!" β
And these words are also unfounded, Yun Ruiyuan was about to wave his hand, but suddenly heard Qin Yiqing, who was sitting on the side, speak, "Sect Master Yun, Miss Yun's words are not unreasonable, the disciple of Guzhu has always adhered to the way of a gentleman, and since his fiancΓ©e is by his side, why would he talk alone with the woman next to him?" I'm afraid that Ye Lian was scheming and had already arranged for him to let his fiancΓ©e kill someone, but his hands were still clean. This time Fufeng suffered heavy losses, the second son fell in Qiongshan Road, and the fourth son died at the hands of a lonely bamboo and was not clear, leaving the third son still so stupid. Old man has lost his son, and there is no successor, Sect Master Yun still doesn't understand what Gu Zhu wants to do? β
A sentence of losing a son when he is old, and there is no successor, almost Yun Ruiyuan can't support it on the spot, he actually knows what his two sons are going to do, more than ten years have passed, Yun Xianyao has been waiting to marry Ye Chonglang, and the two sons went to support their eldest sister, and coerced Ye Chonglang to comply, which was also his acquiescence.