Zhiying opened his eyes, all five senses returned, and then heard a "pop" sound. He looked down and saw that the snow-white dress on his body was dyed a blinding red, like red plums standing proudly in the snow, so beautiful and beautiful.

"Lao Hu!" She jumped up from the futon and reached out to support Mr. Hu who was swaying and about to fall to the ground.

Mr. Hu slowly raised his head. The blood on his originally red cheeks had faded and turned into an old gray color. A line of blood hung from the corner of his mouth where wrinkles suddenly appeared, sliding into his silver beard.

This appearance startled Zhi Ying. She stretched out her fingers and put them on Hu Lao's wrist. Her eyes moved slightly. After a moment, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Hu Lao, you have spent a lot of spiritual energy, hurt your vitality, and dried up your meridians.

It takes a lot of spiritual things to nurse..."

Mr. Hu wiped the blood from his mouth and waved his hand nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, I know what I am doing."

Zhi Ying thought that since he was able to break the backlash divine pull left by Emperor Fu Xi, he must have great supernatural powers and profound cultivation. He stopped saying any more at the moment, stood up straight, clasped his hands together, and bowed to the bottom: "Thank you, Mr. Hu, for my kindness, junior."

Don’t dare or forget!”

"The little old man just repaid God Luoxia for his kindness, and did not show any kindness to you." Mr. Hu took out a small bamboo tube from his arms, poured a white pill and swallowed it, and said to her, "Get out!

Little old man, I need to take good care of my breath and pranayama."

Zhi Ying saw that his lips were pale and his eyelashes were hanging weakly, so he stood up and said goodbye: "Master Hu, take a good rest, I will leave first."

After walking out of the threshold, the door closed with a "clang".

Zhiying walked into the yard and saw many herbs drying on the shelves on the left and right. With a thought in his mind, he turned around and asked Mr. Hu in a loud voice: "Mr. Hu, can you give me some of these herbs?"

There were two low coughs in the room, and then he said hoarsely: "Whatever!"

Zhiying thanked him, picked out more than twenty kinds of herbs on the shelf, threw them into the bag, and then left.

After leaving the square pot, the golden, yellow and green osmanthus forest was still in front of me. The rich aroma was surging, but the black figure among the trees was motionless.

Zhiying broke off a sweet-scented osmanthus branch and threw it towards Ji Li. The latter raised his hand and held it, and the sweet smell in his nose became stronger. When he spread it out, he saw a golden spike lying in the palm of his hand.

He turned around and saw the woman opposite, dressed in pure white snow, standing among a laurel tree. Her crow-feather-like blue hair was gathered in front of her. Occasionally, it was blown by the breeze and fluttered softly. Her eyes were as silent as water, filled with a slight warmth.

Looking at him.

Ji Li rubbed the flower buds in his palm and asked, "How is it?"

Zhiying raised his chin towards Fang Hu, who was leaning on the top of the osmanthus tree: "You brought me to Fang Hu Mountain on purpose, right? How come you met Mr. Hu by such a coincidence?" And you solved the pain of future backlash so smoothly.

, who would believe it was a coincidence?

Sure enough, Ji Li glanced at Fang Hu and said calmly: "Your backlash is too much trouble. It will be very troublesome if you go to the mortal world."

Zhiying shook his lips and snorted.

Rolling her eyes, she grabbed a lock of hair on her chest with her fingers and said with a distressed expression: "How many people are God Luoxia involved with? If everyone who has received her kindness will express their kindness to me, then I have to

How much karma do you owe? How can you pay it back!"

Ji Li lowered his eyes and smiled, walking among the osmanthus trees with his hands behind his back, and said as a reminder: "I think you shouldn't worry about these things. You should be more worried about marrying the Lord Luoxia than someone who has received the favor of the Lord Luoxia.

Those enemies. After all, she traveled to the six realms and did a lot of things."

Zhiying paused with her fingertips, looked at Ji Li, and asked, "Then, how many enemies has she made?"

Ji Li raised his smooth, jade-like chin and recalled, "How many enemies..."

Zhiying looked at him eagerly, waiting for his answer.

Ji Liwei said: "I can't remember clearly, but any of her enemies has the cultivation level of a god. You have to be careful!" He lowered his eyebrows and his tone became serious.

She originally thought that Zhi Ying would be afraid to ask her how to avoid these enemies or seek help from him, but she didn't expect that she just sighed helplessly and said cautiously: "Then you have to protect me well, otherwise I will cause trouble one day.

Your Ajin will never come back!"

Ji Li raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her in surprise, thinking that this woman was different and she dared to threaten him!

Zhi Ying made a "cut" sound in her heart, who wouldn't be able to intimidate! If the sky falls, a tall person will hold it up, and she is not Sijin. If they really want to find someone to take revenge, they can't find her head!

After standing for a long time, Ji Li had no intention of speaking anymore. He just stared blankly at the flowing clouds and mist outside Fanghu Mountain that gradually became lighter and thinner. Zhiying felt that the air was dull, unlike when Little Golden Crow was there.

It was always lively like that, so he couldn't help but shout to Ji Li: "I'm hungry."

"Wait a little longer." Ji Li said, but he didn't give her a single glance.

Weaver Shadow stuck out her tongue at him and looked around boredly.

Looking at the perfectly bloomed golden color, she felt really itchy. She picked up a branch of sweet-scented osmanthus covered with gold foil in her hand and asked Ji Li: "Is this Fanghu Mountain from Hu Lao? If I pick some sweet-scented osmanthus,

May I?"

Ji Li twisted a piece of osmanthus leaf back and forth, and when he thought of something, he couldn't help but smile: "Lao Hu has a headache the most in this osmanthus forest. He shoveled it again and again, but he still couldn't stop the osmanthus seeds from falling to the ground and taking root.

If I knew you wanted to pick osmanthus, Mr. Hu would be very happy."

"Then I won't be polite!" Zhiying narrowed his eyes with a smile and began to destroy the flower with ruthless hands.

Obviously, Ji Li underestimated Zhiying's perseverance. By nightfall, the osmanthus grove in the thirty miles of Qinghua was gone.

He looked at Weaver Ying who was "working" endlessly in the forest, and suddenly felt that he should not look at her in an ordinary way of thinking. She was really different from the gods in the heaven, so shameless...

The shameless goddess wiped the sweat from her forehead and waved at him childishly with a golden osmanthus: "How long do you have to wait? I've almost finished picking all the osmanthus in this forest!"

The corner of Ji Li's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself: You still know that you are almost done picking it! You can pick it as long as I wait!

Just as he was about to speak, there was a whistle in the air. His heart moved. He closed his eyes and concentrated, locked on a certain aura, and suddenly threw a sharp white light blade from his hand.

"Goo!"

"Wow!"

Zhiying, who was waiting for Ji Li's answer, was startled by his actions.

After thinking about it, she ran to the object that had been shot down by Ji Li, opened the branches, and found a pheasant the size of a pigeon on the ground.

This pheasant was covered in gorgeous purple feathers. What was even more peculiar was that this pheasant had an eye on each side of its wings, which was black and bright. It was staring at her fiercely.

She looked at the pheasant and thought it looked very familiar. She searched it in her mind, and soon she suddenly realized. She reached out to touch its purple feathers with surprise and joy, and said with a smile: "Yuan Fei Chicken, tonight

It’s all up to you!”
Chapter completed!