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The sky is easy to thank, and it is difficult to stay in the summer.

Although he was served by the Fire Royal Family every day, if Fu Yan'er knew that this almost dead guy would have been asleep for five months and not wake up, he would probably have to go crazy in advance.

knew that Leng Dao had slept for a long time, and she really might as well shoot that Huo Shang to death directly. In nearly half a year, she has the opportunity to make another plan on Leng Dao!

"It's a mistake to be May idle, this bastard is going to die or not, and the appearance of not living is really torturous. ”

In front of the south hall of the Heart Cultivation Palace, Fu Yan'er, who was sleepy and panicked during this time, was sitting on a soft silk carpet and enjoying the snowy scene.

These servants of the royal family said that since the Ten Thousand Fire Sect became more and more powerful, the winter weather of this Fire Dynasty has always been dry. This year, it will snow from the sky, and it will be a good year for the Fire Dynasty.

This kind of omen may also be for Leng Dao, in five months, the Yin and Yang Pisces light mark in Leng Dao's chest slowly disappeared, but the scars on the young man's body have long been healed, and even the damage in his body is constantly compounded, and now Fu Yan'er can feel the breath between Leng Dao's snorts rising again.

Leng Dao is no different from a living person except for opening her eyes and opening her mouth, but it is this appearance of the living dead that makes her angry. Before, this source beauty was also thinking about whether the central veins of the cold channel were damaged and caused by the inability to fall asleep for a long time, but after the energy probe, she found that there was nothing wrong with the central veins of the cold channel.

The martial scholar fell into a state of suspended animation, and there was only one possibility left except for the damage to the central vein.

Leng Dao fell into a state of divine damage!

What is a divine loss?

Whether it is ordinary people who are running for a living every day, or martial arts cultivators like them, they all live according to their spirits.

Taoists often say, "Essence is a thing, and God is a change." ”

Jing refers to the subtle things of the human body, and all levels of the life body of ordinary people and martial artists are composed of visible things, often in a solid or liquid state, such as flesh and blood, such as bones.

Qi refers to the subtle matter in the formless state, which can refer to the qi of the breathing cycle of life.

Only 'God' is the most exquisite.

God is the vitality of the essence, the changing vitality of the visible and invisible qi of the worldly man. People in the world often talk about the inherently dead human being, but the essence of the dead body is still there, only because the qi has disappeared, and the qi is not existed because of the loss of God.

God has no vitality, qi is cut off first, and essence is then rotten.

But now the state of the cold channel is that the essence is still there, and the god is in a loss. According to Fu Yan'er's thoughts, the reason why Leng Dao's breath can gradually recover is also the effect of the support of the mysterious Yin and Yang Pisces Light Seal on his chest. As for whether the God of the cold path can be restored, that is truly up to the will of Heaven.

And the biggest reason why Leng Dao fell into a state of divine damage was nothing more than the wisp of dark energy that transmitted the power of terror and rage, which was completely beyond the limit of what his god could bear and digest.

"Little girl, aren't you cold standing here every day?"

After Fu Yan'er thumped her long legs, she turned her head to look at the sixteen or seventeen-year-old maid at the entrance of the hall who could only speak when she greeted her.

"Miss Hui, the slave is wearing thick clothes, not cold. Seeing that this beautiful woman would kindly ask herself, the maid replied in a hurry. But only when Fu Yan'er opened her mouth to ask, the maid would have a reason to look at the beauty's face a few more times.

During this time, I heard the maidservants outside the hall say that if it weren't for the emperor beating those princes all the time, I am afraid that many princes would be able to climb over the courtyard wall of this heart cultivation hall.

Don't say that those men and maidservants think that they are also born with water spirits, but in front of Fu Yan'er, they can't even be ashamed of themselves.

"That bastard won't wake up, Miss Ben will look at you and come and talk. Moving the soft blanket under her hips a little, Fu Yan'er beckoned to the maid.

The slave and maid stood and answered. "The kinder Fu Yan'er's attitude is, the more frightened the maid becomes. It was rumored that even the ancestors of their royal family had to be cautious with this woman, and it was a great sin for them to sit on the same blanket.

"Standing and talking, Miss Ben has to tilt her neck, and besides, Miss Ben asked you to sit down, and he didn't dare to say more. ”

Pouting indifferently, Fu Yan'er made a jade hand when she spoke, and the maid sat beside the woman uncontrollably. After Fu Yan'er handed over the pastry box, the maid shook her head busily, and when she saw this, Fu Yan'er was no longer obsessed.

"Do you maids have to stay in the imperial city as servants for the rest of your life?" Fu Yan'er asked casually.

"Miss Hui, no, Your Majesty is very good to the servants in the palace. When we reach the age of the weak crown, His Majesty will prepare a marriage selection meeting for us, and the sons of ministers or generals will come to the palace to choose. If the slaves are lucky enough to become a side room, it can be regarded as flying on the branches and becoming phoenixes. ”

Saying this, the little maid showed a hint of yearning on her face. She is still confident in her appearance, and she can still end up with a good fate in the future.

"If we look down on the slaves and maids, when we are twenty-five years old, we may choose to stay in the palace to train the new maids, or give us a homecoming fee according to the wishes of the slaves and maids to let us leave. The maidservant said again.

"It seems that Zhang Tiansheng, the father and son, still love the people. Tasting the pastry, Fu Yan'er muttered rosy lips.

"Yes, the slaves are glad that they will serve the royal family. The maid smiled sweetly.

"Then tell me why you are so happy standing at the door all day long, Miss Ben eats and sleeps every day except to take care of this bastard, but she is just a temper?"

Fu Yan'er raised her snow-white jade neck, her seductive eyes looked at the vast sky, and she smiled at herself after reaching out her jade finger and touching a snow petal.

"I don't know this, this slave and maid. The maid swept Fu Yan'er's perfect side face and bowed her head weakly.

"Say, Miss Ben doesn't seem to have scolded you in the past few months, what are you afraid of me doing?"

"Then, the slave and maid dared to guess. Maybe the young lady is tired from daily work, and she will only have a grudge when she doesn't see Leng Gongzi wake up. The maid turned her head and saw that Fu Yan'er was not angry, and she pouted again.

"I heard from the gossip in the palace that Miss, your strength is higher than that of this cold son, in this world where the strong are respected, the beloved is still taken care of by a woman for several months, and it is normal for Miss to have a temper. With her finger on her mouth, the maid accidentally said what she was thinking.

However, after chewing on what the water spirit girl said, the next moment Fu Yan'er almost turned her head mechanically.

Did she hear something wrong?

Who, Leng Dao?

"Uh, where did you find out that this bastard is Miss Ben's beloved?" The word 'love' only came out of her mouth, and Fu Yan'er's heart was soft and numb, but now Fu Yan'er still suppressed her cheeks and asked curiously.

"Hehe, although the slave maid has lived in the palace for a long time, she also knows some emotional things between men and women. Miss has been wiping his hands with warm water every day for Leng Gongzi for the past five months, and who can do such things except for the pleasure of the two lovers?"

"In addition, the slave maid heard Miss at night whispering 'Master Leng, prepare something to eat for my sister', which shows that Mr. Leng took care of Miss more before, and now it is not the beloved who takes care of each other. ”

"Finally, although Miss always says that Leng Gongzi is a bastard, but it's been cold recently, isn't it also Miss that you asked me to prepare a stove for Leng Gongzi?"

"Hehe, they all say that beating is love and scolding is love, if the slave can marry a good family in the future, as long as there is half of the affection between Leng Gongzi and Miss, it will be satisfied. ”

The maid has no one to talk to every day, and she also suppresses some whispers in her heart. Today, Fu Yan'er behaved kindly, and the little maid talked a lot for a while. But how did this water spirit girl know that Fu Yan'er was almost stagnate in her breath now.

Leng Dao was injured on Huo Qian's hand before, and in order to tie up the bloody mouth of that guy, she looked at the young man from top to bottom. After that, she really didn't feel anything about wiping her face and hands for that guy, but as soon as the words came out of this girl's mouth, even she almost had to believe that the bastard lying on the jade bed in the hall was really in love with her.

"Isn't it that you're serving this bastard as an uncle this time?"

Seeing that this girl seemed to be caught in the fantasy of her future feelings, Fu Yan'er turned her head to look at the door of the Vermilion Palace, and thought strangely in her heart.

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