Yu Yao hugged Feng Ming's arm, and seemed to like the smell on Feng Ming's body, which probably had some calming effect. Feng Ming touched Yu Yao's hand, which was a little hot.

Probably because she walked too much during the day, the climate on the Red Rock Mountain was far from Tianchi, and Yu Yao was a little uncomfortable.

Jiao's physique is a little special, and if the environment changes slightly, they will feel unwell.

Feng Ming thought about it, took out a piece of cold ice from the extreme north, and gently applied it to Yu Yao's forehead, telling her to be a little more comfortable. Yu Yao felt Feng Ming put the ice cube on her head, so she reached out to grab it. Feng Ming grabbed her little hand: "Don't move!"

Yu Yao obediently retracted her little hand, and her eyes glanced upwards vigorously, as if she wanted to see something above her head.

"You have a fever, so you can get a little bit of ice and you'll probably feel better. ”

Feng Ming grabbed Yu Yao's mischievous little hand, put it back in the quilt, and tucked the quilt for her again, so that she could sleep peacefully.

Yu Yao looked at Feng Ming, pouted, continued to be naughty, stretched out her hand, pulled a strand of Feng Ming's hair, sniffed it, and let go with satisfaction.

Feng Ming looked at Yu Yao, there was a faint clarity in her eyes, like water, thorough, and bright. Yu Yao is already 40,000 years old, and in Jiao's case, Yu Yao is already an adult, so her Jiao's nature will be revealed and gradually become vicious.

But Feng Ming didn't see it, the Yu Yao he saw had clean and transparent eyes, like an uncarved piece of jade.

You see, no one is born evil, and there must be no one who is born good. Even if it is an evil dragon, if it has not been in contact with those evil things, there must be no malice in its eyes.

In the past 40,000 years, Yu Yao has been by Feng Ming's side, and she has not learned the malice of the outside world, nor has she learned those tricks of intrigue.

Yuyao is still a simple child.

Feng Ming knew that Yu Yao was so discouraged. This kind of temperament is not a bad thing for herself.

Because of her fever, Yu Yao made a fuss until the middle of the night and refused to sleep, so Feng Ming stayed with her, put ice on her, and replaced the ice cubes again and again, until the fever subsided in the second half of the night, Yu Yao slowly stopped making noise and gradually fell asleep.

Feng Ming looked at the little girl tiredly, covered her with a quilt, and slept quietly.

On the second day, Yu Yao woke up surprisingly early.

"Uncle, I'm hungry!"

Yu Yao dragged Feng Ming's arm, swayed vigorously, and shouted in a long voice.

Feng Ming naturally couldn't sleep, but he didn't sleep until midnight, at this time the sky was not completely bright, and Feng Ming was used to sleeping on weekdays, so he naturally couldn't wake up completely at this time, so he only coaxed Yu Yao and said: "Yu'er, sleep again, I'll find you some food in a while!"

These words were extremely gentle, and Yu Yao seemed to feel reasonable when she heard it, but it didn't work: "Uncle, don't sleep, Yu'er is really hungry!"

In the Peacock Palace, there are special cooks, and their skills are probably much better than Feng Ming's. It's just that Feng Ming doesn't want to worry about Ming Xu, so Yu Yao's food naturally needs to be taken care of by him personally.

Feng Ming had no choice but to squint, sit up halfway, find this little thing in her eyes who bullied her and couldn't sleep lazy, grabbed it, and pinched her little nose: "You are specifically going to find things for me!"

Having said that, it is still indispensable to do what needs to be done. Yu Yao's high fever dissipated last night, and she put ice on it, and her body was bound to be cold, so Feng Ming found some warm food, thinking about making porridge, and asked Yu Yao to eat it, which was probably comfortable.

When the servants of the Peacock Palace saw that Shenfeng had arrived in the back kitchen in person, they each raised their hearts and asked if there was anything inconsiderate. Feng Ming shook his head, stepped forward, borrowed the pot stove from the Peacock Palace, and cooked a bowl of hot porridge for Yu Yao.

Yu Yao didn't resist the food, as long as it was given by Feng Ming, she ate it. Feng Ming watched her eat happily, and she felt very comfortable.

Probably what he loves is the feeling of being relied on and needed.

When Yu Yao ate the porridge halfway, Ming Xu came over.

"But it turns out that our phoenix god raises ginseng and cooks for her himself?"

Ming Xu looked at Feng Ming in surprise, saluted politely, and then shifted his gaze to Yu Yao.

Feng Ming didn't speak. He didn't think that doing these things would damage the majesty of his divine phoenix. The little ginseng doll was raised by him, so how to feed it is naturally his Fengming's business, and others are not qualified to ask.

is that he has to water it with phoenix blood every day, and that is also his own business, who dares to intervene in this world?

Ming Xu saw that he was bored, so he glared at Feng Ming: "I thought that you came from so far away, so I told you how to cancel the blood contract of this king, since the god venerable is so comprehensive, he probably knows it, so I don't have to bother!"

You see, peacocks are always proud, they attach great importance to their status, and if they feel despised they are great enemies.

Feng Ming raised his eyes to look at Ming Xu, and saw that Yu Yao quickly finished the last bite of porridge, and then slowly spit out a few words: "Red Stone Mountain Top, Ganoderma lucidum grass." ”

After Feng Ming said this sentence flatly, Ming Xu's face was not so plain, he frowned, and stared at Feng Ming with a sharp expression: "You actually know?"

The contracts in this world are roughly divided into life contracts, death contracts, divine contracts, and blood contracts.

The contract is a covenant with living beings, and the contractor can break the contract, and the contractor can also break the contract, but there is a price.

If one of the two parties to the contract dies first, the other party will immediately disappear, which is "death on the same day and month of the same year", and after that, the contract must be dissolved.

A divine contract is a contract made in the name of a god, and it cannot be terminated unless the god speaks. The blood contract is a blood contract, and the recipient must serve the contractor, otherwise he will die against the blood.

And the way to terminate the blood contract is strange. Because everyone's blood is different, and depending on the way the contract is made, the way of breaking the blood contract is also very different. Therefore, the blood contract is the most difficult contract in the world to unravel, that is, the signatory himself, and there is no complete certainty that it can be unraveled.

Therefore, the blood contract is also the most terrible in this world. Moreover, the way of forming a blood contract is very unique, it is necessary to implant the blood of the contracting party into the contractee, and it cannot be exercised at all without the support of strong mana.

Feng Ming didn't know much about the Peacock Family, so he naturally couldn't really judge the way to terminate this blood contract.

It's just that he knows the twelve.

What can pass through from the twelve, Feng Ming's phoenix eyes must be able to see through.

The peacock thought that the blood contract was seamless, and in Feng Ming's opinion, although it was a little turbulent, it was not clueless in the end.

What's more, Feng Ming also gave birth to a pair of eyes that penetrate all things in heaven and earth, and what he can see will definitely not only look at the surface. Yu Yao has received this blood contract for 10,000 years, and Feng Ming is in contact with Yu Yao every day, so he can naturally see some doorways.