After everything was cleaned up, it was already nightfall.

This "everything" includes putting the bird in a nest made of firewood and straw and covering it with rabbit skin to prevent it from catching a cold, wiping his face with wine to avoid wound infection, cleaning the cliff platform so that he can continue his practice tomorrow, finding a new stick and sharpening it into a spear that looks like a spear for tomorrow's martial arts practice, and finally boiling a bowl of bitter vegetable gnocchi soup to fill his stomach, boiling the frozen rat meat in water and putting some preparations next to the unconscious bird in case he wakes up hungry and wants to eat.

After dealing with this, I still have a new schedule to do, and that is to practice internal skills.

The book says that this will enhance people's physique on the one hand, on the other hand, as the foundation of actual combat kung fu such as marksmanship, it can also exercise condensation, so as to enhance the power of marksmanship, since the book says so, it is necessary to practice, otherwise the learning fails, it is a fatal thing. In the matter of cherishing his life, Jiang Zhiyun still knows what is cost-effective. Since the book said so, Jiang Ruyun crossed his legs on the firewood and grass bunk according to the book and quietly began to meditate.

What is gratifying is that in just one month, Jiang Ruyun can already clearly feel that there is a warm current in his lower abdomen after he settles down, and this warm current is indescribable, no less than the feeling when he was pregnant with a bird that day. Although this warm current can't warm up beyond the lower abdomen, it shows that his practice of this qigong method has already had an effect, and it also proves that this set of "Martial Arts" is really not a coaxing thing. Jiang Ruyun felt that his confidence had swelled like never before.

It's just that after a tiring day today, the warm current has just begun to form a lump, and he unconsciously falls asleep cross-legged. Sleeping, he had a dream.

In the dream, the house was bright, he seemed to be standing in the hall of his home, and an unknown god was enshrined in the hall, and in the dream he seemed to know that his mother told him a family affair and agreed to meet the two sides today. The scene in the dream is the scene of the meeting.

I didn't want to meet for the first time, but the little lady was dressed in red and dressed quite like a bride to be married. It's a little strange, although he hasn't experienced this, but he also knows that it is not appropriate for an unmarried girl to dress like this when they meet for the first time.

But Jiang Ruyun's mind was not on the girl, but on the mother who couldn't see her face clearly!

Even though she may not be good to herself, her appearance is still one thing that Jiang Ruyun wants to know very much. Jiang Ruyun only had one thought at this time, if he could see what she looked like, at least he could avoid it if he met her in the future......

He tried to use his hand to hold the mother who was still pestering the matchmaker about how to get engaged, but his arm always seemed to be out of reach of her, and he couldn't pull it.

The girl was very discerning, and came to take him by the hand, and said, "She's busy, we'll talk about it later." Jiang Ruyun was anxious and wanted to push her away, but the girl seemed to stick to him, not only touching his hand, but also holding his face with her hand!

What kind of girl is this?

Jiang Ruyun was a little surprised in his dream, exclaiming, "Bold!", but then he felt that her hands were cold, slippery, and extremely comfortable, and it seemed to be able to absorb some of the heat and pain on his face when applied to his face.

Physically comfortable, darkness returned to his eyes, and he fell asleep again.

Day 2.

Before Jiang Ruyun woke up, he heard someone outside the firewood house shouting: "Senior brother!?senior brother!?"

He was full of excitement, and immediately woke up from his slumber, who else could this voice be besides Feng Minghua?

"Senior brother!" Jiang Ruyun rushed out, and the door of the firewood house was gone.

"Senior brother, it's really you!" There was a lock of white hair in the person's hair, wasn't it Feng Minghua or who?" "You want to kill me! Let me see!" Jiang Ruyun grabbed Feng Minghua's hand, turned him around, and then looked at his legs, confirmed that his legs were not missing, and shouted: "I didn't dare to see you these days, I'm afraid it's because I'm burdening you again, don't you blame Senior Brother?"

Feng Minghua also looked Jiang Ruyun up and down, happy and worried: "Senior brother, what is wrong with your injury? Why is your face black and red?"

"Uh, it's okay, it's okay," Jiang Ruyun said with a smile, and then talked about the events after the battle with Hai Hongzi that day, and also said the source of the injuries on his face, but Feng Minghua didn't have much thought about Jiang Ruyun's little benefactor, he just cared about his experience of the art of war and martial arts, and he was naturally more interested in this part. The two of them had nothing to say, and this conversation went straight to the third pole of the sun, and the time was close to noon.

Feng Minghua also talked about what he has experienced these days.

It turned out that Feng Minghua was sent home by the third senior brother, although the third senior brother did not tell Feng Minghua's family about Haihongzi, but said that this was a mistake in the process of learning between the senior brothers, Feng Minghua was seriously injured at that time and did not wake up, the third senior brother said that he was worried that Feng Minghua would not be well taken care of in Wanlingtang, so he sent him home, no one knew the truth or falsehood, so he could only accept it silently, and expressed his gratitude to the third senior brother Mo Ziyu.

Although Feng Minghua's mother had doubts, she didn't dare to say anything because of the status of Wanlingtang and her current situation, and only cried vigorously. When Feng Minghua woke up and told his mother in detail about what happened, Feng Minghua's mother gritted her teeth and hugged Feng Minghua and cried loudly. If it is the favored Demon Monarch Prince, where will the family of Wanling Hall send him home, it must be carefully treated, and he will not be sent home until Feng Minghua recovers to the same as before!

Feng Minghua, who has fallen out of favor, naturally only has the treatment of falling out of favor!

However, now it seems that the two of them are all right, and this is the best thing! Other things will be put in the back of my mind first, and I will break them down in detail in the future! I don't know how difficult the world is when I am young, and it is in vain to think so much, and the two of them laughed, and it was sunny again.

Jiang Ruyun set up a full set of tea sets left by the young man on the stone floor, and the two of them tasted the tea carefully for a moment on the dim sum brought by Feng Minghua, until a slight sweat came out, and then they laughed comfortably. In life, it seems that eating and drinking enough is the true truth.

"Oops! forgot one thing!" Jiang Ruyun suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen the Angry Bird's condition in the morning, it had lost his strength and was unconscious, and if he hadn't woken up by now, he would have to find a way to heal it, but after seeing the bird's new nest in the firewood house, he walked back with confidence.

The rat meat that was placed by the bird's nest yesterday is gone, and the bird's breathing is steady, so it must be asleep again.

"Then what did your father say? Could it be that the dignified Demon Monarch's son was seriously injured, and the Demon Monarch didn't feel uncomfortable?" Jiang Zhiyun asked. The "Prince" is the legal heir of the Demon Lord, even if the Demon Monarch has a relatively weak affection for Feng Minghua's father and son, and the dignified prince is seriously injured, it is a shame for the whole family, how can the dignified Demon Lord afford to lose this face?

Feng Minghua drank a cup of tea and said with a wry smile: "My father is going to marry the thirteenth aunt's wife, can he still take care of me?"

Jiang Ruyun was stunned for a moment and scolded, "Bastard!"

Feng Minghua sneered and said, "It's indeed a bastard!"

The demon lord of Feng Minghua's clan at that time, that is, his father, Feng Ziying, was 1,672 years old, and he had no heirs for more than 1,600 years.

But the strange thing is that as the Demon Lord of the Tenth Palace, he is not in a hurry, except for accepting a woman from a family as a concubine, he doesn't care too much about this matter!

This continued until Feng Minghua was born thirteen years ago.

Feng Minghua was born, but Feng Ziying has undergone earth-shaking changes on the issue of heirs, from one extreme to the other -- he can't wait to give birth to a child in an army as soon as possible, almost once a year, and the act of taking concubines has never stopped! What is even more strange is that whether it is a woman in the clan or an ordinary human woman, he does not refuse, and accepts one by one.

Of course, these women are all good-looking.

This is bitter, Feng Minghua's mother, who was originally the original wife, Mrs. Yun.

For more than a thousand years, the Demon Lord has no children under her knees, and she bears blame, which in the eyes of outsiders, it is impossible for the Demon Lord to be in poor health and have no heirs, and this problem is nine times out of ten on her. In the version circulating in the outside world, it is even more exaggerated, saying that although the demon lord accepted a concubine room, it was also that she wanted to monopolize the favor of the demon lord, and the concubine room could not conceive the demon lord's heir under her abuse at all, or she secretly did something to the concubine room, so that the concubine room could not give birth to children at all.

Feng Minghua was born, and the demon lord accepted the concubine room, this rumor is basically true, and the demon lord's attitude towards her at this time is also like the rumors in the outside world, it has changed greatly, no longer spoils her, and drives her to a remote courtyard to live alone, and those new concubines are also very competitive, one every two years, Feng Minghua has more than a dozen younger brothers and sisters in twelve years!

And Feng Minghua didn't have the same treatment as other Demon Lords' sons - he was sent to Wanling Hall, a place where he could only get ahead by his own strength, instead of having a special master to teach.

How can Mrs. Yun not be wronged?

may be because the Demon Lord has a weak heart, but Feng Minghua's status as the son of the world has never been passive. This is the only thing that Mrs. Yun can be comforted about.

These are all well-known things to outsiders.