The little half-fairy smiled and said, "I'm not that weak. ”

But the little half-fairy's legs looked soft and swaying at this time, as if they couldn't support it anymore.

So, the little half-fairy bit his lip desperately and tried to stand up straight, but his legs trembled, and every nerve in his body was so weak that he could no longer support it.

Slowly, the little half-fairy could feel his body slowly sliding down, and in the dark, cold world, the little half-fairy's body seemed to have exhausted the last bit of strength, and slowly fell towards the cold ground......

The little half-fairy's legs were so numb that he couldn't walk, he staggered, as if he was floating, and his body was still twitching slightly, so he slowly knelt down.

Then the little demi-immortal fell.

After a pause, the little half-fairy wanted to try to stand up, but for a moment, he didn't stand up, and his body didn't have any strength, as if all his strength had been used up just now.

Xiao Banxian didn't want to stand up, but now he couldn't even get up slowly on the ground, he was panting for a long time, and he wanted to sit up, and Xiao Banxian tried hard to stand up at this time.

And the little half-immortal did stand up again, but he was helped up by Mo Liunian, the little half-immortal trembled, shaking his hands, but there was a mist in his eyes.

The pedestrians on the street looked at each other in amazement, and they were very surprised and amazed when they looked at the situation of this living immortal in the past.

They all cast their eyes over, accompanied by whispers and pointing.

Among them, the faces of the female dependents are different, some are funny, some are surprised, some are shaking their heads, and more are watching the excitement, and they directly bow their heads and whisper to the people next to them.

Everyone stopped to watch, some expressing surprise and some amazement.

I found that there was a crowd of onlookers, and people swam out of the corners of the courtyards along the street, pointing and continuing to watch the excitement.

When they saw the appearance of the living immortal Xianyu City now, the appearance of the immortal wind bones that did not eat the fireworks of the world before, but now they were like a Laipi dog, and they felt so happy in their hearts.

Although they were always watched before, this time, Mo Liunian and Xiao Banxian seemed to be a little too much.

When the people on the side of the road saw them, they stopped to examine, not only to examine, but also to point and secretly communicate. The little half-fairy muttered in a low voice: "The world is hot and cold. “

Mo Liunian was also a little surprised, looking around at the crowd in confusion, and then cast his gaze towards the little half-immortal, but the smile slowly raised on the lips of the little half-immortal.

"Let's go inside, it's a bit cold outside. There was no trace of hesitation in the voice of the little half-fairy, without a trace of hesitation, as if it had completely filtered out the surprised eyes of passers-by.

The little half-immortal's body was trembling all the time, and his steps were staggering. Mo Liunian hesitated for a moment and hugged the waist of the little half-immortal. The little half-fairy was shocked, and glanced at the touching year, and there was a trace of warmth flowing in the tears flickering.

Mo Liunian smiled, got closer to the body of the little half-immortal, and used his still young body to hold the little half-immortal, and walked towards the feng shui pavilion step by step.

Along the way, the little half-immortal staggered, as if he was drunk, only to feel that his feet were weak, his shoulders were numb, and he couldn't breathe.

Fortunately, he was helped into the house by the touching Liunian, but the little half-immortal was out of breath.

It was like a serious illness, and the whole person of the little half-immortal seemed to have lost a little weight, and his eyes became more and more distracted.

Mo Liunian said seriously: "Well, you are the most powerful half-immortal, you lie down first, and I will make a basin of hot water." ”

Mo Liunian pushed the door and went out, and saw that there was only one hospital bed in the room, Li Hao was lying on the bed with a high pillow, and Xiao Banxian was also half lying and half sitting.

The little half-fairy sat on the bed and rested for a while, looking at his current appearance, it was really funny.

The four seasons go back and forth, the flow of the year is not stopped, the west wind leaves fall and sigh for the year, and the rain and autumn are cold.

The little half-immortal sighed for the passing years, but only a finger, when did the west wind come, and he didn't say it, and the years secretly changed.

This is in the red dust walking in the passing years, the child's face turns gray in an instant, and the flowers fall to the end, only by cherishing can we not miss the good time.

Cherish life, cherish friendship, cherish time, cherish the present.

Touching time, some thoughts, like rain, dripping into the heart, the little half-fairy has some dreams, like clouds, sometimes disappearing.

Time is the quicksand at the fingertips, and the water-colored years that can't be grasped.

The little half-fairy didn't have time to gaze, and all the glitz and glamour became unbearable fireworks.

Time boils rain, the passing years are shallow, and the clear face has been frosted, and the years of wind erosion.

The years are silent, quietly running over the eyebrows of the little half-immortal, but there is no trace of the world, and the vicissitudes of life without showing a trace.

A period of time cuts a memory, but there is no passing year in the memory.

It's all very good, it's just that the time is not coincidental, there are always so many partings, always so sad, and always so many fates in the life of the little half-immortal.

The little half-fairy wanted to sit up, but his body was like a thousand pounds, and his head hurt as if it was about to explode, and the little half-fairy knew that this was the result of overuse of energy. He simply lay back on the bed, panting dryly.

Lifting the quilt is a very simple thing for normal people, and the quilt can be lifted easily without much effort.

The little half-fairy was lying on the bed, but he didn't faint, but his whole body was weak, looking at the roof, the little half-fairy wanted to tell Mo Liunian not to worry about himself, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.

At this time, if the little half-immortal wanted to stand up, it would be even more troublesome, because his body was no longer obedient, and he kept moving, and the little half-immortal couldn't control the movement of his arms and calves.

By the time Mo Liunian called for hot water, Xiao Banxian had already fallen asleep on the pillow, because of internal injuries, his snort was slightly heavier.

Mo Liunian carefully put down the basin, tiptoed to the bedside, pulled the quilt and covered the little half-fairy.

This is the first time Mo Liunian has seen the sleeping face of the little half-fairy, and the sleeping little half-fairy has a little more childlike childishness.

Mo Liunian has never seen a person or demon more beautiful than him.

Mo Liunian shook his head, if Mei is like this, it is a disaster.

When Xiao Banxian woke up, it was already dark, and he felt a little thirsty, but his whole body was soft and weak.

Just as he was finally sitting up, he heard a voice that he thought couldn't possibly be there: "You're awake." ”

As soon as the words fell, the candlestick was lit, and Mo Liunian hurriedly walked over: "Are you hungry?"

Xiao Banxian looked at the recliner, there was a thin blanket on it, Mo Liunian had been lying there guarding him, this feeling of being guarded was really a long time coming.

He sniffed, "I'm thirsty." ”

Mo Liunian immediately went to pour tea: "This tea is already cold, you drink it slowly." ”

The little half-fairy really swallowed in small bites.

After a cup of tea, he said, "I'm hungry." ”

Mo Liunian said: "I cooked porridge, you wait." ”

Mo Liunian trotted out, and soon brought a bowl of steaming porridge, which was the pork liver porridge she boiled, sprinkled with sesame seeds, and poured a few drops of sesame oil.

Mo Liunian had a clear expression: "I know that you will definitely be hungry when you wake up, keep it warm, eat." ”

The little half-immortal ate it without saying a word, and a bowl of minced meat porridge went down, as if the injury was half healed, and seeing the joy of the little half-immortal eating, Mo Liunian also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I can eat and sleep, and the injury should not be too serious.