Fu Tianji said coldly: "This ointment is very rare, it can only be used when the inner disciple is seriously injured. I'll get you this ointment, just once, not for the next time. Once you have entered the Shumen Gate, you will live in peace, and you will always think about death. ”

Feng Ningshuang's heart trembled slightly, and he didn't want to distinguish more, so he said softly: "Okay." ”

Fu Tianji glanced at her coldly, picked up her bare feet again, and put her two fingers together, the white light between her fingers was faint, brushing her fracture.

Feng Ningshuang suddenly felt that the fracture was boiling like boiling oil, and it was a hundred times more painful than just now.

"Wait, this... What is this .....? "Feng Ningshuang was half dead in pain, and he almost fainted.

A hand clenched into a fist reached out in front of her.

Fu Tianji: "Only when the bone paste is combined with spiritual power can it play the greatest role." If it hurts, you can bite into this. ”

Feng Ningshuang looked at the tight wrist in front of him and gritted her teeth: "I don't need to-ah!" Before she could finish speaking, she took a bite of it.

It hurts, it hurts indescribably! I'm afraid that I was swallowed by the snake just now, but it is better.

This kind of torment of life is worse than death, I don't know how long it lasted, as soon as Fu Tianji collected her spiritual power, her whole body was loosened, as if she was freed from the boiling oil hell, drenched in cold sweat, almost collapsed. But the foot actually reacted and was no longer swollen like that.

Great! In addition to the pain, she was overjoyed, and was about to thank Fu Tianji, when her eyes suddenly fell on the back of his wrist.

The back of the wrist was pitted, full of tooth marks, and some of them were stained with blood.

She froze, and subconsciously reached out her hand, wanting to touch the wrist. As soon as his fingertips touched his skin, he withdrew his hand as quickly as if he had been electrocuted, and his sleeve was closed, and his gaze turned to the other side as if nothing had happened.

"I... I'm sorry," she added, confused, "thank you." ”

I have never felt that the language is so pale, whether it is "sorry" or "thank you", it is as thin as this.

He didn't reply, and his glass-colored eyes looked fixedly at the basket beside her.

Her heart skipped a beat.

The basket was knocked over by her struggle in severe pain, and a large cluster of golden nine-story towers was exposed to the air.

Fu Tianji stared at it for a long time, and his originally gentle gaze gradually became cold.

"So you went up the mountain just to pick this thing?"

"Uh... Sort of. She was vague and, for some reason, a little weak-hearted.

There was an eerie silence in the air.

After waiting for a while, she saw that the lump of ice did not speak, so she raised her head, only to see him looking at her fixedly, and under his cold gaze, there seemed to be something more complicated, and she could not see through it.

"Golden Nine-Story Tower, a good material for making Zijin Cloud Sauce!" He looked at her, word by word.

Wind Condensation opened her mouth. This lump of ice is really knowledgeable, and he broke it, does she want to admit it?

"What did Fu Shangxian say? Zijin Yun sauce is a sauce in the palace, I have only heard the name, and I can't make it. She snorted and fuzzily responded.

He sneered, "Really? Then what are you climbing this mountain in the middle of the night to pick this stuff for? ”

She laughed dryly twice and said, "Probably ...... The power of a foodie? ”

He stopped talking, looked at her for a moment, then got up, walked to the river, put up his hands, and looked up at the stars, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wind Frost breathed a sigh of relief.

Every time he looked at her, she always felt a sense of oppression and weakness, accompanied by a trace of weird guilt.

He did save her a few times. But the wolf demon did it that time, and she went to the Hidden Sword Pavilion to regain the token, and she inadvertently helped him, which was considered to be flat. This time was different, he rescued her from under the winged snake, and it was an out-and-out life-saving grace.

Knowing how to repay is her consistent principle, and it is precisely because she doesn't know how to repay that she feels guilty, right? She thought, looking back at his back.

Under the faint starlight, he was dressed in a dark robe that melted into the night, his silver hair was like frost, gently blown by the night wind, and his arrogant and cold back seemed to be covered with a layer of sadness.

She suddenly wondered, was his special silver hair innate?

was staring intently at his back, and when he turned around, she avoided it and suddenly bumped into his sight.

Time freezes.

He looked at her, and she looked at him, her heart suddenly flooded, and many things she wanted to ask and say surged, but when she thought about it, she couldn't find a specific sentence, so she had to be silent.

Something strange flowed slowly in the air.

Her face unconsciously burned slightly, and her fragile little heart began to bump uncontrollably.

She was a little at a loss, coughed to relieve a little embarrassment, and then held on to the trunk behind her and staggered to her feet.

There was a flower in front of him, but he flashed in front of him, and said lightly: "You plan to go back like this?" ”

She looked up, and his tall figure stood in front of her, looking down at her like a pine tree ready to shelter her from the wind and rain.

With a little warmth in her heart, she joked: "Otherwise? Or, you carry me? ”

She saw his hand move, as if trying to touch her, and stopped. After a while, he suddenly seemed to have made up his mind and picked her up, but his gaze was wrong to the other side.

She heard him sigh faintly, as if helpless.

She stopped talking, resting her head lightly on his chest.

This is the third time he has picked her up, different from the previous two times, this time she was a little nervous, a little dizzy, seeing that he was about to rise with a sword, she suddenly remembered the golden nine-story tower.

She hurriedly pointed to the basket on the ground: "And this-"

As soon as the words came out, the end of the note immediately stopped.

She saw Fu Tianji's eyes twitch, and she lowered her head suddenly, her gaze was as cold as heavy frost, almost freezing people into ice cubes.

"I can't forget this. It seems that you are quite attentive to my nephew Rong. He stared at her, every word grim.

Feng Ningshuang hurriedly said, "It's not like this-"

Before the words fell, his body suddenly lost weightlessness and fell directly to the ground, and his buttocks fell hard, and he was half dead in pain.

Before he could react, he saw that Fu Tianji had already risen with his sword, flew away in an instant, and disappeared into the night sky.

Feng Ningshuang sat in place, dumbfounded, confused.

"What?!" She rubbed her ass, angry.

It's going to be fine, the foot injury is not good, and the butt is almost broken again. This lump of ice is really unapproachable, moody, and can't be handled by common sense!

Looking at his stinky face just now, I knew that he would definitely not go back this time. Feng Ningshuang had no choice but to stand up with the trunk of the tree.

Forget it, it's better to rely on yourself than to ask for others, go step by step, and you can always walk back.

**

It seemed like it had been a long time, but she knew it was only a while.

The injury on her foot made her only limp and walk, the speed was like a snail, and she walked and walked away, looking at the mountains and sighing.

In the silence of the night, a crisp birdsong pierced the sky.

She looked up in surprise, and saw a huge bird swooping down in the thin clouds, as fast as an arrow, and landed beside her in the blink of an eye, its wings flapping and retracting.

A woman jumped off the bird's back and walked towards her.

Feng Ningshuang saw that this woman looked elegant and had an extraordinary bearing, and the long sword at her waist exuded extraordinary sword energy, and secretly exclaimed to herself.

The woman stepped forward and introduced herself: "I am Youxue, a disciple of the inner sect, and I am here to send the girl back." ”

"Did Fu Shangxian call you here?" She hurriedly asked.

Yuxue smiled and didn't answer.

Feng Ningshuang simply didn't ask anymore.

That piece of ice must have disliked her in her heart, knowing that she was going to make the purple gold cloud sauce for Rong Fengheng, and guessed that she wanted to "buy" Rong Fengheng. Although but ...... How could he say that he was interested in Rong Fengheng? Doesn't that mean she's in love with him?

Tsk, I look down on people too much, the heart of a villain......

The wind was whistling in her ears, and it was the first time she sat on such a spirit beast, and there was an indescribable joy in her heart. Thinking about how that lump of ice comes and goes, why is it that edgeworth? How good it is to use this kind of big bird, so that he can hold her and deal with each other.

The giant bird was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to the outer door of the residence.

A hundred meters away from the courtyard, Yuxue lowered the giant bird and said, "The girl can go in by herself." It's hard to talk about tonight to anyone else. ”

Wind Frost saluted her gratefully.

After seeing the snow bird leave, she walked to her house.

At this time, the sky was bright, and most people were still asleep. Feng Ningshuang pushed the door open, and A-Yao was still snoring!

She lightly changed her clothes, picked up the basket, and limped into the kitchen.

There are only four days left before the test, and she has to make the sauce today.