Happy times always pass quickly, when Feng Ling comes back to his senses, the day is already dark, the playground is still lit up, the business spirit animals have changed a batch, maybe the tourists have also changed a few batches, but the happy atmosphere has always been there.

Maybe Feng Ling stared at the huge plaque of the spirit beast world for a long time, Shui Qing thought that she hadn't played enough, rubbed Feng Ling's head, and promised to play again tomorrow.

"Chirp~" The morning frost bat fell in time, and there was a lonely empty room on its back, and after waiting for a day, he didn't wait for his wife to come home, so he couldn't resist the man who came to pick up people in person.

The morning frost bat took off, mixed with the moonlight, and its figure became smaller and smaller.

Bu Zhi looked back at the world of spirit beasts that was full of joy, and the girl's relaxed and free smile was deeply engraved in his mind.

On the fourth day of Ash***, Shui Che got up early in the morning, pretended to sit on the sofa and read the newspaper, and found that Shui Qing came out of Fengling's room and hugged Shui Qing and whispered, Fengling woke up and saw the two of them sprinkling dog food in the kitchen.

Finding Feng Ling, Shui Qing muttered quietly to Shui Che to let her go and not to take the bad children.

Shui Che cheekily didn't let go, and quibbled: "Qing'er, it's okay for parents to kiss each other on the cheek, hold hands and hug. Loving parents are more able to bring a sense of security to their children, and a loving family environment is conducive to the healthy growth of children."

Shui Qing thought that there was no problem, so he didn't struggle anymore, Shui Che got his wish and hugged him for a while, the smile on his face was sweet like eating honey, and he looked like a man immersed in happiness.

Feng Ling held a glass of warm water to drink, and suddenly sighed a little bit of such love.

Nine percent of people don't meet each other in their lifetime, and the remaining percent... Feng Ling subconsciously glanced at Bu Zhi beside him.

He had been watching her, and those pale eyes seemed to have the power to pass through the barriers of her mind, turning her into a hooked little fish that fished into the gentle and seductive air that emanated from within.

After realizing that this person was his own, Feng Ling found that he liked to do more and more to him, quietly hooking his fingers, and then pulling his white sleeves to pull the person closer.

But after closing in......

Feng Ling frowned, glanced at the busy water in the kitchen, and reached out to bring the cloth to his room. As soon as the door was closed, he sat the man down on his bed, holding his face with both hands and observing it carefully.

His eyes......

The magnificent purple in his eyes was lighter than before.

Not an illusion.

It's been two months since the last time Bu Zhi's weakness was contaminated by the unknown, and after the last big pot stewed, Feng Ling scanned him with the system, and Bu Zhi got out of the weak period, and the unknown pollution in the Heavenly Dao column on the Heavenly Dependent's information card also disappeared.

Feng Ling thought it was okay, but apparently it wasn't.

She didn't have a complete memory of what she had seen in the Black Lagoon, but she could vaguely remember some fragments.

Zero One should have a pair of dark purple eyes.

With each reincarnation, his eyes become lighter.

And getting shallow is not a good thing.

Now his eyes, the purple has faded to a purple-gray tinge.

It's hard not to wonder if the purple will disappear from his eyes, leaving only a dull gray. Gray, on the other hand, is a terrible color in every sense of the word, especially when it comes to unknown pollution.

"Your eyes ......" was observed, but Feng Ling couldn't do anything, and his relaxed and happy mood sank in the past few days.

Although Bu Zhi didn't directly tell her what the unknown pollution was, judging from the information he revealed, Feng Ling could faintly understand that it was the world consciousness that had taken action, and it targeted the Heavenly Dao by changing the origin energy, which was undoubtedly poison for the Heavenly Dao, just like putting sewage in a pool of clean pool water, just looking at the amount of sewage put into the pool and the purification capacity of the pool water.

"It's fine." Seeing Feng Ling's look like a great enemy, Bu Zhi took down Feng Ling's hand holding his face and comforted him softly.

Seeing his own girl laughing happily and freely, and now seeing Feng Ling's twisted eyebrows, his expression fierce like an angry lion cub, he couldn't help but raise his hand and gently caress her eyebrows, and his cold fingertips felt the extremely tight face and undulating breathing.

Bu Zhi paused and hung down

eyes, but the look is quite open. "I didn't lie to you."

Feng Ling sighed silently in her heart, Bu Zhi knew her, how could she not understand some of the subconscious actions of her own Heavenly Dao.

Usually these eyes will always look at her, and they will only look away in special circumstances, such as inconvenient time to watch or other things and things, and lowering their eyes is to weaken the conversation or change the topic.

"Liar." Feng Ling withdrew his hand from his palm, then grabbed his face again, and forcefully made him look up and look at her, looking at the increasingly faint eyes, "Your credit in this area has been used up by me!"

Buzhi quietly stared at the person in front of him, as if he was silently thinking about what to say.

Feng Ling and he looked at each other in silence, and she found that this person had always been very unconscious about his own safety, and couldn't help pinching his face.

Looking at the red marks on his face, Feng Ling felt that his mood was still very unpleasant, I don't know if there are any doctors in the Heavenly Dao, although it may not be useful, but it will be better to try it anyway, I just happen to go to Xinghe, I have to ask when the time comes.

Bu Zhi's good-looking eyebrows and eyes wrinkled a small arc because of Feng Ling's movements, his bangs hung down in front of his eyes, soft and vivid, and his voice was a little low, and he could even say softly, "It's going to be fine, because...... I am the fulcrum of the world."

Hearing the fulcrum of the world, Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, this guy's perception of himself is probably that as long as he is not dead, he is fine, Feng Ling was angry with him.

It's useless to be anxious now, Feng Ling took a deep breath and let go of someone's face, and also calmed down his boiling mood, after all, only when he was calm could he think about the solution.

Buzhi's ears are not red, his expression is also open, he doesn't seem to be weak-hearted, what he says is okay is only credible in the short term, and it needs to be estimated in the long run.

She can kind of understand that someone is really 'salted' and 'Buddha' in some ways.

But this person didn't seem to understand how worried she was.

Looking at Feng Ling's slightly indifferent face, Bu Zhicai was a little hindsight, the particularity of the Heavenly Dao's body made him, even all the Heavenly Dao, not care much about the injury, one is that it is difficult to get injured, and he never gets sick, and the other is that as long as it is not fatal, the cognition of the Heavenly Dao is based on thousands of years as the time unit, so even if it is not treated, time will heal everything.

"It's me who is bad, don't be angry." Bu Zhi learned the action of Feng Ling teasing him before, and his fingertips were green and carefully hooked her fingers.

"No life." Injuries are not something that people can control, especially since the enemy they have to face is world consciousness.

"Your safety is not a dispensability to me, what I care about is your indifferent attitude towards yourself."

She worries about him and feels powerless about her current weakness.

"If you don't pay attention to your body and don't care about yourself, I'll—" Feng Ling paused.