"You kid...... Dare to knock my sister!" Meng Qiwu wanted to punch him, but now that the cold poison had not disappeared, he was lying on the bed and roasting the fire, and he really didn't want to move, but just glanced at him with disgust.

Wu Feng pulled the golden silk brocade on the bed away, hid it slightly on Meng Qiwu, and then turned around and said, "I'll go boil water, you can untie your coat and sleep for a while." ”

Seeing that his eyes were gentle and clear as water, Meng Qiwu couldn't help but feel warm in her heart, nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Wu Feng went to the stove, filled the stove with charcoal, took out the fire fold and lit the fire, and used the fan to blow the wind, and the flame soon burned brightly. The valley is rich in industry and is known for its wealth, and the charcoal distributed to the people is also of very good quality, and when burned, there is a faint pleasant dry aroma.

He boiled a small pot of water, filled two green shark skin water bags, warmed a pot of wine with the remaining hot water, closed the stove to extinguish the fire, wrapped some charcoal ash into the Ruyi bag, and then returned to Mengqiwu's bedroom.

Meng Qiwu had shrunk into the quilt, her clothes were scattered at the head of the bed, Wu Feng smiled at her, helped her fold the coat she had taken off neatly, and then stuffed the sharkskin bag full of hot water into the corner of her quilt, and gently put the warm wine on the bedside table.

"I wanted to make brown sugar ginger soup, but you don't like that either. If you're sick, don't be too anxious to drink, it's not good to get drunk. Wu Feng helped her tuck the corners of the quilt, and then took out a thin quilt from the clothes and added it to the brocade quilt, ◇,ww□w. said: "Sister Qiwu, I'm leaving, I'll come back to accompany you in the afternoon." ”

Meng Qiwu has been afraid of the cold since she was a child, and Wu Feng can't understand it anymore. Although after her cultivation was improved, her ability to resist cold increased, but now that she has been poisoned by jackdaws, it is now late autumn and almost winter, so she must be thicker.

After speaking, Wu Feng turned around and left, and when he went out, he opened the window of the front hall a little. If the doors and windows are completely closed, it is undoubtedly not good for the body.

Inside the house, Meng Qiwu looked at his back, sighed softly in an inaudible tone, and watched Wu Feng's figure disappear at the door, until Wu Feng closed the door and covered his vision.

Wu Feng returned to his small courtyard, pierced his fingers with his sword, squeezed out the blood drop by drop, wrapped it in charcoal ash that had been wrapped before, mixed it with some soil on the ground, added some spices, and after mixing it evenly, it was made into pills.

Before going out, Wu Feng also wrote a note and put it on his desk, next to Yun Hailan's shrunken white jade coffin, so that after Yun Hailan woke up at night, she should not go out of the valley, it was best not to go out, the martial soul array had been opened, and if she went out at will, she might be discovered.

Although with Yun Hailan's cultivation, he may be able to sense the existence of the Martial Soul Great Array, but Wu Feng is delicate by nature, and he still feels that it is safe to inform him.

Then, he rushed to the medicine hall as fast as he could, and before he entered the door, he heard a burst of painful groaning.

The seriously injured disciples were tormented by the cold poison, and they were in pain one by one.

At this moment, Xiao Yangge was also inspecting the medicine hall, looking at the injured disciples, and kept sighing.

"Lord of the valley. Wu Feng went up and said, "I have a pill prepared by my father with a secret recipe, which can alleviate their pain and speed up their healing. ”

As he spoke, Wu Feng took out a pack of gray pills, which did not look amazing, but the smell was good, faintly emitting an attractive aroma.

"Oh...... What is the secret recipe left by Elder Wu......" Xiao sang wildly, "Then you can give them a try." Who's coming first?"

Hearing Xiao Yange's words, a large group of disciples who couldn't bear the pain shouted one after another: "I!"

"Don't be in a hurry, come one by one. With that, Wu Feng walked to the nearest hospital bed, pinched the injured disciple's chin, and drank hot water to let him swallow the mud pills and water.

The pill made of charcoal ash and mud melted when it met water, and a stream of warmth flowed into the abdomen, and the effect was immediate, and the disciple's pain was alleviated by half in an instant, at least he didn't scream, and said happily: "Senior Brother Wu, what kind of miraculous medicine is this? The effect is so good." ”

"It's only useful for jackdaw poison, and it's only effective. Wu Feng said.

Seeing that this pill was really useful, a group of people shouted more intensely, and Wu Feng unhurriedly let all the injured people take the pill, and the screams in the medicine hall gradually stopped, and a group of people projected a grateful look at Wu Feng.

During this process, Xiao Yangge also talked to Wu Feng, mainly asking about Wu Feng's recent situation and some words of encouragement.

After these things were done, sure enough, in the afternoon, Wu Feng returned to the place where Meng Qiwu lived.

Meng Qiwu was lying under the quilt, boredly playing with her hair, messing up her long hair. The wine on the bedside table had already been drunk by her, and her slightly dark face was also glowing with a light red at this time.

"Are you better?" Wu Feng said softly.

"Cang Lian, help me get some more drinks. Mengqi danced.

"No, I can't drink it anymore. Wu Feng stretched out his hand and gently stroked her hair: "Wine is used to dispel cold, moderate amounts are enough, too much is not conducive to your recovery." ”

"Okay, sister, listen to you. Meng Qiwu snorted and stretched out her hand: "The dessert is in the cabinet over there, please take it, let's talk while eating." ”

"Sister Qiwu, you, a natural foodie. Wu Feng smiled bitterly.

"Sister just has the ability to eat more snacks but don't mess with the meat, hum ......," Mengqi said.

Hearing this, Wu Feng couldn't help but look at the curves of the peaks and peaks wrapped in Mengqiwu's futon.

He had only noticed that after five years of not seeing her, Mengqiwu's figure had become excellent, but he hadn't noticed that it was so good.

The plump place is so plump that it is eye-popping, and the place that should be thin is so thin that it can make women all over the world blush.

Even compared with Yun Hailan, a mature beauty, Mengqiwu's plump is not inferior, but her waist is much thinner, and her thighs and calves may be a little thicker, but because her skin is toned and bronzed, it shows her beauty as a sporty beauty.

"Where are the eyes?" Meng Qiwu finally found an excuse and knocked back the slap that Wu Feng had knocked on her head before: "Colored heart has no lustful guts, or just lift the quilt and take aim!"

"It's not you, I'm too lazy to look at it. Wu Feng rubbed his head: "You're too heavy." ”

"Beating is kissing and scolding, it's love, who makes us have a good relationship? That's what you yourself say. Meng Qiwu grinned.

In the past few days after the two meet again, they have become more and more acquainted, just like when they were children, but because they are older, there is a different kind of ambiguity between their words.

Wu Feng saw that the hot water bottle that had been filled with her before was now about her feet, so he first lifted the quilt for a short time, took out the shark skin water bottle, and also saw her two feet that were as smooth as topaz.

"I'm really upset. But if you just look at your feet, it's really not much to look at, and it's as black as charcoal. Wu Feng re-covered the quilt, took out the hot water bottle, and went to the stove to find another water bottle.

Wu Feng had hidden another water bag in the stove before, buried in the hot ash, so it was not cold now. Wu Feng just used the water in the cold water bag to rinse it clean, wiped it dry with a dry cotton cloth, and then took a snack from the closet.

When he came back, he saw Meng Qiwu glaring at him viciously.

"You kid...... If you dare to say that I have black skin or something, be careful that I peel your skin!" Meng Qiwu made a gritted teeth at him.

Wu Feng smiled.

With Mengqiwu, he felt an indescribable lightness, and he didn't need to have any restraints. For Wu Feng, who is cautious, this kind of ease is not invaluable.

Although Mengqiwu has been lazy since he was a child, as a big sister, she takes care of him very little, and many times she has to take care of him, but the sense of ease with Mengqiwu is not even when she got along with Nagisa Yan.

But it was this ease that kept him from taking the relationship any further.

When the ambiguity mixed with family affection completely becomes love, large and small conflicts and troubles will be revealed, even if the previous run-in time is long, after the relationship is really established, you will find all kinds of new discord, but also because of the previous understanding of the two parties, but it leads to the lack of freshness.

At that time, it was hard to say whether I would be able to feel relaxed or not.

Most of the truths that these teenagers of this age should not understand too much are Wu Feng's thoughts from the books, and a few of them are figured out by himself.

Wu Feng put the dim sum tray on the bedside table, pulled out a low chair by himself, and sat next to it.

Dim sum includes dragon beard cake, melon seeds, rock sugar, lotus cake, dates, etc., and there are a lot of each of them. How edible Mengqiwu is, Wu Feng knows, unless she gets herself drunk because of drinking halfway, otherwise no matter how many things can be solved cleanly.

She has dozens of catties of dim sum in the closet, but if she can eat it for half a month, it will be very slow.

Meng Qiwu immediately grabbed her heart and began to gobble it up.

When Wu Feng brought the snacks over, he had already prepared a bowl for putting bits and pieces, and asked Meng Qiwu to spit out the jujube kernel melon seed shells or something, otherwise she would definitely get them all on the ground and accumulate them for two or three days before cleaning them.

The two chatted while eating, talking about their respective situations over the years, and in a blink of an eye, it was dusk, and the snacks were consumed.

Wu Feng specially asked Meng Qiwu about the situation in the main hall. Although she had only seen Su Mengzhen from afar a few times as Mengqiwu, she still told Wu Feng the information she knew with great interest.

In the blink of an eye, it will be dusk.

"It's time for dinner. Mengqi danced.

"I've eaten so many dim sums...... Wu Feng said.

"You have to eat it when it's time for dinner!" said Meng Qiwu.

"Then I'll cook for you. Wu Feng said, turning around.

"Stop!" shouted Mengqiwu.

Wu Feng immediately stopped there.

"Don't turn around! I'm getting dressed now. Meng Qiwu said: "Who wants to eat what you made, I'm afraid I'll spit it all out!"

Wu Feng faintly showed a smug smile.

His cooking was terrible, no, very bad, so bad that anyone but himself would want to vomit.

In this regard, the same is true of his seemingly omniscient dad.

Dad once told him that for a woman, you can be a hero to save beauty, you can be gentle and considerate, and you can help her do anything, except for one thing, that is, cooking.

It is a great pleasure for women to grab their stomachs, but unfortunately women often want men to grab their stomachs.

So it's best not to cook at all.

When Wu Feng heard this, he basically affirmed how his father won his mother's heart. Dad often lamented in front of himself that after his wife left, he had never eaten such a delicious meal.

Wu Feng had never eaten the delicious food made by his mother, because his mother died shortly after he was born, and according to his father, he died of dystocia, but asked Wu Feng not to feel guilty about it.

Today's Meng Qiwu's injury is definitely not so serious that he can't move. She lay in bed all day, just habitually coquettish in front of Wu Feng.

Meng Qiwu's cooking skills are not bad, after she grew up to ten years old, she was basically responsible for the meals of the Wu family's father and son, even after she moved out of the courtyard and had her own residence. It wasn't until she went to the main hall to study that Wu Feng's father asked the sect to bring food every morning and evening.

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