"Aunt Linghu is really knowledgeable, such a historical fact, like a treasure. The boy complimented.

Unexpectedly, this compliment made the fox Xiaomei's eyes roll away, and her eyes rolled like a teenager falling into the clouds.

"These things, which old guys in the Yuanying realm don't know? Not to mention that the concubine's more than 300 years of human race travel has been in vain? Those big and small sects cherish what kind of Dao scrolls have been stolen by the concubines. Hehe, look at their stinginess, I can't wait to burn them after reading it. Linghu Xiaomei said proudly.

"That's that, that's. If a fire burns it, it will definitely burn these sects. "The wind is light and the night has touched some of Aunt Fox's temperament.

This remark really fits the meaning of Linghu Xiaomei, a burst of laughter, nodding again and again, there is a great taste of children to teach.

After laughing, Linghu Xiaomei's expression changed, solemn and solemn, and said in an accentuated tone: "It turns out that Gongzi is the heir of the Feng family. ”

When Feng Qingye heard this, his expression changed greatly, and he opened his mouth to say: "You... How do you know?"

Linghu Xiaomei smiled: "Hehe, it's really out." ”

The boy was amused.

"Oh, Feng Mi Yan is your ancestor, I know how he persuaded the demon clan in the late seventeen yuan infant stage? This doubt has hurt the concubine for hundreds of years, and when I think about it, I feel uncomfortable. Linghu Xiaomei showed pleading eyes and stared at the young man.

"I don't know about them yet. In the future, my cultivation will gradually deepen, and after I return home and know everything, I will solve my doubts for Aunt Linghu, okay?" Feng Qinghan decided that the Yuan Infant Demon Clan in front of him was really a childlike guy.

Linghu Xiaomei nodded. After a long time, he made up his mind and said: "The wound on the concubine's body still needs two or three days to heal." When the time comes, I will discuss one thing with Childe, and Childe will be patient and wait, can you?"

Feng Qingye responded: "Hmm." ”

After speaking, he took the little fox handed by Linghu Xiaomei who was reluctant to give up her arms.

"You went and fetched the Ice Sky Snow Lotus Root, this thing is very useful for cultivation. Linghu Xiaomei commanded.

"Okay. The boy replied.

Out of the cave, the heavy snow has stopped, and the full moon is in the sky. In a trance, everything before was like a dream.

One man and one fox galloped away.

Returning again, Feng Qingye cut off the ice snow lotus root dug up, took a section, and handed it to Xiaohu: "You are half and I am half." ”

Linghu Xiaomei, who didn't sit still, heard these family-like words, her jade body trembled, and she couldn't help but laugh.

The wind meditates at night, and the lotus root that he eats turns into an extremely pure aura in an instant. Running the Three Turns of the Heavenly Xuangong Method, a huge mass of energy is divided and transmitted to the eight veins of the Qi Sutra. The true qi in the body quickly became stronger, and the true qi was like a torrent, constantly climbing.

The refining was completed, two days later. In this way, it breaks through the bottleneck of the fifth layer of gas refining and resists the sixth layer of gas refining.

"Sure enough, it's a good thing. "Sitting cross-legged on the futon, the wind is light and the night is thinking. Look at the Linghu Xiaomei next to her, still motionless like a mountain, looking sideways at the little fox, the lotus root is not there, it is lying on the ground, snorting and sleeping. The sleeping appearance is extremely cute. Seeing no sign of them waking up, they left the words "I am at the top of the mountain" and left the cave.

The top of Mount Water Lily is far from being as sharp as it can be seen at the foot of the mountain. On it, a piece of more than 300 acres of flat land, smooth as a mirror, without a little snow. It is expected that as soon as the snowflakes fall, the strong wind will blow them away.

The peaks are all on the soles of the feet, and this feeling transcends all the modalities in the world, and the state of mind is lonely at the top of the mountain. The mountains in all directions are too far apart, and their shape is also small. The Hunhe River is like a silk thread, like being thrown by someone, winding between the white mountains.

I was idle and started to think cranky. If the heart of iron and stone is there, how good it would be to drink and talk. But I feel that the throat burning knife is too strong, which is not suitable for the taste of this high place.

"Build a thatched house here, make a pot of Baihao Ling tea, and find a companion to drink, the mood is much more interesting than drinking. It's a pity that Brother Tie can't taste tea. Yes, find a beautiful woman like Aunt Linghu to accompany me to taste tea. The wind muttered to himself.

As soon as the voice fell, a charming smile sounded in my ear: "Looking for a woman as beautiful as a concubine?"

The young man was so startled that he turned over and got up, and Linghu Xiaomei was standing not far away, smiling. The wind is light and the night is embarrassing.

"I'm sorry, right? There will definitely be a woman like that who accompanies you, guarding such a scenery and drinking tea together. Linghu Xiaomei said softly.

The wind is light and the night is embarrassed, scratching his head. After scratching it, I don't know where to put my hand.

"Ouch, shy, it's a pity that Aunt Linghu has too many of you, and you have all your daughters. Otherwise, I will accompany you to appreciate the ice and snow, the cloud world, the tea, and the world. Who has many years in life, the young man has his own exquisite heart. Exquisite heart, but also affectionate, this is not in vain a juvenile experience. Linghu Xiaomei said.

Linghu Xiaomei's statement fits in with the heart of the light night, and it makes sense.

The embarrassment quietly dissipated, and after recovering Lang Lang's expression, Feng Qingye asked, "Aunt Linghu, is the light cold girl still sleeping?"

Linghu Xiaomei nodded and said, "Well, son, what the concubine said is about Han'er." ”

The fox girl who smiled lightly gradually restrained her smile. After a long time, Linghu Xiaomei opened her mouth and said: "Childe, the concubine's injury is too serious, although it seems to be better, but the loss of life source is too heavy, and her lifespan is not more than a hundred years. ”

"How...... How...... Possibly? That...... How can that save you?" the boy stammered. In his heart, a peerless beauty like Linghu Xiaomei should never grow old and never die.

"There is no way. Birth, old age, sickness and death, even if we cultivators, we can't break free. The concubine has a day anyway, but it's a little earlier. Linghu Xiaomei said lightly, "It's just that you can't rest assured, Gongzi also knows that our demon clan is ten times more difficult to cultivate than your human race." In a hundred years, Han'er's growth was too short, and when he lost the protection of his concubine, it was so difficult to settle down in the demon world. ”

Wind Light Night nodded.

"The concubine and her husband have cultivated for more than 1,700 years, and they have reached today's level. Who knows that the husband has fallen, and the great enemy is in his body, although it is only a hundred years, he still has to fight. Therefore, I pity my family even more. Linghu Xiaomei said.

The wind looked at Linghu Xiaomei's eyes in the light night, and in her blue pupils, the cold light flashed, and then, the smoke flowed, and the mournful meaning was revealed.

"What kind of revenge does Aunt Linghu have?" the young man finally asked.

"This family matter, don't talk about it. Linghu Xiaomei shook her head and refused to reveal.

"But seeing the son, who has a good heart and family background, the concubine has a great debt to the son, and I still want to ask. Linghu Xiaomei said.

"Aunt Linghu, please speak. "The wind is light and the night is slightly bowed.

"My family's Han'er was born from the concubine's body and her husband's cultivation to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, although she is not as talented as her son Tianzong, her cultivation talent is not low, and she has a natural ability, and she can keenly perceive the elixir and spiritual grass that grows between heaven and earth. The concubine thought that if the princess was taken in, the princess would be kind-hearted and would never owe her, and Han'er would be more protected by the Feng family to avoid the cruelty of the place where the demon clan lived. ”

"No, you can't. If you want me to accept the light cold, wouldn't you be cheaply for her!" The young man hurriedly excused himself.