Chapter XI
At night, Bai Luoluo shrank beside Zhao Qingfeng and didn't close his eyes, and he kept wondering in his heart how he could say such a sentence before.
"Zhao Qingfeng. Bai Luoluo called softly, Zhao Qingfeng didn't respond, Bai Luoluo carefully got up and put on his shoes and went out, and when he got to the door, he clasped his hands and whispered to the moon: "Shenjun, Shenjun, if you save me, I naturally want to make a promise, but I just covet Zhao Qingfeng's beauty, and I must not please him." ”
I don't know where the dark clouds came from in the middle of the night, they directly covered the moon, and Bai Luoluo had to bow to the left and right: "If I have half a lie, I will never be able to eat turnips for eternity!"
"Just radish?" The voice seemed to come from the sky, Bai Luoluo raised his head in shock, and his face was hurried: "I don't know which way the fairy god appeared, the little demon is talking nonsense, don't take it seriously." ”
"It's really a rabbit spirit, and you can't stand being scared. Something jumped down from the tree, Bai Luoluo sniffed, a fox demon aura made her face pale, and she retreated again and again to cast a spell to protect herself: "I am a goblin who wants to cultivate immortals, and I have a fairy fate, if you eat me, I will invite a catastrophe." ”
"I don't eat you. The fox demon squinted his eyes and looked at her for a while before revealing his fangs: "I just want your Yuan Spirit to use." ”
Bai Luoluo was shocked, she just came out to wash away her guilt when she was at a loss, but it was not at the cost of her own life.
Without waiting for Bai Luoluo to react, the fox demon reached out to break Bai Luoluo's magic barrier, obviously cultivating for a mana higher than her, Bai Luoluo avoided it sideways, and was afraid of hurting others so he had to lead the fox demon to the outside of the house, the fox demon was ruthless, Bai Luoluo was invincible and was scratched a few times, the so-called heroes do not eat the loss in front of them, Bai Luoluo was thinking about the way to escape while still trying to die with the fox demon, just thinking of a way, but saw Zhao Qingfeng ran out at some point, disheveled and only wore one shoe, the fox demon saw Bai Luoluo in a trance and took the opportunity to hit her heart with a palm, which shocked her directly and vomited blood and retreated, Zhao Qingfeng looked like a lost treasure and ran over to support Bai Luoluo, although Bai Luoluo's heart burned and hurt badly, but he still had to comfort Zhao Qingfeng and pulled out a smile: "Zhao Qingfeng, why are you awake?"
"People?" The fox demon seemed to be very disgusted with mortals, and looked at Zhao Qingfeng with irony in his eyes: "A mere mortal is fragile and incompetent, it is better to die in my hands with her." ”
"If you want Yuan Ling, I'll give it to you. Bai Luoluo knew his ability, so he staggered forward and stretched out his hand to block Zhao Qingfeng: "But if you hurt him by half a point, I will destroy the Yuan Spirit, and you will lose more than you gain." ”
"It's extremely stupid to be a demon and be stupid to be a mortal one or two. The fox demon seemed to think of someone, and the illusion fox claw attacked Bai Luoluo, Bai Luoluo stood in place and didn't dare to move, Zhao Qingfeng was mortal in the flesh, if he suffered like this, he would naturally not be able to live.
But Zhao Qingfeng always likes to look down on her.
"Zhao Qingfeng!" Bai Luoluo watched Zhao Qingfeng pull her into his arms to protect him, the fox claws cut his back, and the blood stained the palm of the fox demon, so painful that he directly exposed the prototype, grinning and glancing at Zhao Qingfeng and Bai Luoluo, and ran away like this.
"Zhao Qingfeng......" Bai Luoluo's eyes widened as she watched Zhao Qingfeng's head fall on her shoulder, as if she had fallen asleep.
Bai Luoluo never knew that the goblins would also shed tears, and their hearts would be like knives.
"You're not going to die...... No......" Bai Luoluo muttered and pushed Zhao Qingfeng up, but Zhao Qingfeng was like a pool of water, soft and soft on her again.
"Gathering Spirits... That's right, gathering spirit ......" Bai Luoluo used the spiritual power she had cultivated all her life to protect Zhao Qingfeng's body, but she was already injured, so the tough luck spirit was naturally injured to the root, and the prototype was immediately revealed, Zhao Qingfeng fell on the street like this, Bai Luoluo had to jump outside the house and hit the door again and again, until the head broke the blood flow, there was a sound, it was Uncle He who opened the door, he saw that Bai Luoluo's old eyes were no longer cloudy: "Tomorrow stewed this rabbit meat and Mrs. to eat, she will be happy." ”
Bai Luo fell and bared her teeth, can she be happy? I'm afraid that if she really stews her, Uncle He won't be able to see the so-called Mrs. tomorrow.
Bai Luoluo bit Uncle He's trouser leg and jumped up and down to lead him to the place where Zhao Qingfeng fell, Uncle He must have been full of strength to catch her stewed rabbit meat, and the old cold legs on weekdays were neatly roped, and Bai Luoluo was a little out of breath after him.
"My lord!" Uncle He was panicked when he saw Zhao Qingfeng who fell to the ground, where did he care about rabbit meat, and hurriedly helped Zhao Qingfeng up and shouted: "Come on, my lord has fainted!"
Bai Luoluo shrank in the corner and watched the candles gradually light up in the mansion, and the servants of all sizes hurriedly ran out and carried Zhao Qingfeng into the mansion.
Her cultivation can only protect Zhao Qingfeng for three or four days, if the spirit is dispersed, Zhao Qingfeng really can't be saved.
When Bai Luoluo appeared in the Sifang Temple with bruises all over his body, he really frightened the little immortal official guarding the hall, and immediately squatted down and asked, "What kind of kindness did you repay and suffer such a serious injury?"
"Lao Annoying Immortal Guan said, I want to see Grandpa Locust Tree. Bai Luoluo held on to prevent herself from falling, and the little immortal official in the hall nodded and put his hand on her injury: "The hardships you have suffered for the sake of ascension for tens of thousands of years, the immortal officials in the hall have all seen it, and they are naturally distressed, but I also want to advise you, if you don't have the Nine Heavens, this world is free, and you are also at ease." ”
The wound healed little by little, and Bai Luoluo regained his human form, so he immediately knelt down and bowed: "The immortal official is merciful, but I want to save one person, if he can live, Luoluo will never ask to fly to the ninth level again." ”
The immortal official shook his head, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Our little rabbit has repaid the favor?" The old locust tree spirit yawned and suddenly appeared, Bai Luoluo hurriedly got up and held his hand: "Grandpa Huai, Zhao Qingfeng, Zhao Qingfeng, he is going to die......"
"A mortal is naturally born, old, sick and dead. The old locust tree spirit brushed his beard with his eyes closed: "Little rabbit, if you really want to ascend to the immortal god, you can't be greedy for mortal dust." ”
"I..." Bai Luo was stunned, tears and snot flowed together: "I don't want to be a god anymore, I just want to save Zhao Qingfeng." ”
"Have you really thought about it?" the old locust tree spirit slowly opened his eyes and said seriously: "The life of a mortal is only a few decades, and it is not worth it for the sake of mortals." ”
"He deserves it. Bai Luoluo clenched the hand of the old locust tree spirit, as if the person in front of him was Zhao Qingfeng: "He is my most worthy existence in the world." ”
"Pity my little rabbit. The old locust tree spirit really liked her, and stretched out his hand to hold her tightly in his arms: "If you knew this, grandpa shouldn't have thought of such a way for you, you take me to Zhao's mansion, grandpa will help you." ”
Bai Luo fell into the arms of the old locust tree spirit and cried, I don't know whether to cry that he missed the Cloud Divine Monarch in the Nine Heavens, or to cry Zhao Qingfeng's loneliness.