When Chang Boning returned to Qingyang Mountain with flowers, the sky was shining brightly and everything in the mountains was settled.

As the chief evil person, Ding You was dragged back to the secret room and took good care of it. The corpse sects under his seat were all driven away by Luo Fuchun and Sang Luo for a long time.

Sang Luojiu deliberately sent two or three disciples of the Blood Sect to lead them to find the nest where they were staying.

Guan didn't know that his brother Guan, who was hidden in the dark, would not need to be brought back to heal his wounds, and the other disciples under him also woke up.

Several bloody disciples wearing the human skin of Qingyang Mountain disciples had long been captured by Chang Boning's magic test method and were detained separately.

Fortunately, Feng Rugu was not seriously injured, but his face was not very bloody, almost transparent, and he was in good spirits.

When Chang Boning returned with his sword, Feng Rugu was leaning beside the bed, holding a book to relax.

He was used to illness, so he had known how to make himself feel more comfortable.

When Chang Boning returned, he didn't get up. He was sleepy and held a pool of water in his eyes. He looked very passionate: "Senior Brother, are you planning to give this flower to me?"

Chang Boning didn't talk much, so he stepped forward and gently held his wrist. While taking his pulse, he planned to take out his golden elixir from the Dan Palace and feed it into Feng Rugu's mouth to help him regulate his qi and breath.

The two used to do this.

But this time Feng Rugu waved his hand and refused.

At the same time, Chang Boning also found a little unfamiliar atmosphere in Feng Rugu's body.

A trace of cool clear energy oozed out from his heart and lungs. There was a golden elixir in it that was already turning around, and it was using spiritual energy to heal Feng Ruyuan's injuries.

"This is from Xiao Hongchen." Feng Rugu introduced, "The Lord of Guan Dashan helped him suppress the toxicity in his body. He said that he was afraid of being poisoned again and lost his soul, so he placed the golden elixir in my body and asked me to help him watch."

He slowly stroked his chest, his eyes half complicated and half soft: "The little monk who has a different word."

Upon hearing this, Chang Boning felt a little sad.

In the past... it was obvious that I should do these things.

Chang Boning felt uncomfortable, and his hand holding Feng Rugu's wrist tightened.

He had the fear of losing precious things, but he didn't know what he would lose, so he had to instinctively hold on.

However, he always had a clear idea in his hands, and when he was in a daze, he would not be willing to hold the pain and seal as before.

Feng Rugu was held by him, thinking that he was concentrating on his pulse and looked at him with a smile.

After a while, Chang Boning came to his senses, his long eyelashes fell slightly, and his slightly stiff expression naturally retracted, which really caused Feng Ruju to rush to call him.

Feng Rugu asked: "Have you chased that person with senior brother?"

Chang Boning said: "Chasing...no."

This desire to say something was too obvious, which made Feng Rugu become curious: "Senior Brother is telling it the truth?"

Chang Boning: "Really..."

Chang Boning: "…fake."

Feng Rugu said in confusion: "Senior Brother has something to worry about?"

Chang Boning simply shut up and calmed down his heart and took his pulse.

He thought: It is really difficult to speak and behave, and I don’t know why I am so happy as before.

The Qihua Seal was created by Chang Boning, but because of its fierce medicinal properties and huge expenses, it was only used by Feng Rugu alone.

This seal has not been carefully studied and is a little rushed when used. Although Chang Boning has been painting and refining the pen for ten years, the foundation laid by the seven-flower seal is too immature to seal the old physical condition and cannot be erased and re-drawn. Therefore, the three flowers bloomed and Chang Boning could no longer be remedied.

Fortunately, after the three flowers bloom, the other four flowers are still maintained, so they will not be immediately enchanted.

After resting for these hours, the stimulating demonic energy in Feng Rugu's body had already returned to his meridians, and he was silent and dormant. In addition, his inner elixir and spiritual body had been torn to pieces by the demonic energy. Chang Boning went on and on the diagnosis, and only diagnosed that one heart meridian was shaken and the lung meridian was damaged.

After he calmed down, he picked up the fragrant fragrance of the fragrant spring on Feng Ruyuan's pillow and gave it to him.

Before giving the flowers, Chang Boning left only the bloody white fusanthemum flower in the center, hidden in his close-fitting tips.

He didn't know why he was doing this, probably because he didn't want to make a cry of blood in his wounds.

Feng Rugu was already interested by Chang Boning's hesitation and looked at the strange flower: "Senior brother, let me tell me, what happened? Have you chased that person?"

Chang Boning, who was not good at speaking, sat upright and truthfully told Feng Rugu what happened to the flower gift.

Of course, he hid and learned that Feng Rugu had demonic energy.

After hearing the incident, Feng Rugu slapped the bed and said with a grudge: "Senior brother, senior brother, you have been flirted with others!"

"Free?" Chang Boning thought for a while, "Is sending flowers called free?"

...Among the murderous sword energy of the scattered flowers, he carefully selected the pure white flowers, took one petal from each of the flowers, picked it up and gave it to one person. Feng Rugu could not have imagined that it was more light and thin than this.

"It's not to be compared like this. He gave flowers mostly to show that he had outstanding sword skills, and he deliberately looked down on me." Chang Boning had a different idea, and frowned and analyzed, "If you give a flower, it would be considered frivolous. Shouldn't the Technique of Tasha be called Meiluoyan Sword?"

Feng Rugu laughed loudly.

Chang Boning expressed his opinion very seriously and did not understand Feng Ruyuan's laughter, but when he saw him laugh, the corners of his mouth also raised.

After laughing, he asked a question he was more concerned about: "As it, are you really healthy?"

Feng Rugu beat the snake and followed the stick to the stick: "I'm so nervous. Senior brother, please touch it."

Chang Boning couldn't stand his coquettish look, so he blushed and patted his hand lightly: "I'll ask really."

The man pointed out in a flash and sealed the heart vein of the past, destroying the already shaky seven-flower seal, and also defeating his last thought.

Once the shackles were resolved, he became much more open and free.

Feng Rugu had his own consideration in his heart: "Senior brother doesn't believe Rugu's words, is it because Rugu's past is too naughty and makes his senior brother unable to feel at ease?"

Chang Boning felt a little embarrassed: "I'm worried too much."

Feng Rugu sighed loudly: "Oh, one day, Rugu will definitely not let the senior brother get fucked again."

Chang Boning was soft-hearted by him and comforted him, "It's okay, senior brother is willing to fuck you. Fengling will always be home, and I will always be your senior brother."

When he was young, he left the Shangshu Mansion and entered Fengling Mountain. His parents were harmonious in the piano and zither, his master became a romantic, and his junior brothers and sisters were cute and lively. He had never seen the hearts of people who were dangerous in the mountains and rivers, nor had he been concealed by the world.

Therefore, his love and hate are both light and his mind is pure and straightforward.

No matter what Feng Rugu said, he would believe it.

After taking the reassurance pill from Feng Rugu, he felt relieved and said, "Rugu, I'll comb your hair."

Feng Rugu was led back to the mountain by his master, and Chang Boning led it to him, and even the Taoist crown was worn by him.

Ordinary hair combing is nothing.

Chang Boning sat at the head of the bed, put Feng Ruguyu's black hair on his knees, carefully sorted it out, took a comb of the old wood and combed it spontaneously.

He asked softly: "What should Dingyou and the others do?"

Feng Rugu lay on Chang Boning's knees with her feet on her feet, like a kitten with hair straightened out: "Do whatever you should do. Please make sure you decide. I don't care about these little things, I'm too lazy."

Chang Boning frowned slightly.

Chang Boning's heart was so easy to see through. Feng Rugu walked around a strand of hair and looked up at him: "What are you thinking about with Senior Brother?"

Chang Boning was indeed a little selfish. He felt that if he treated many demons with harsh means, if he could not protect them in the future and fell into the devil as before, then as the lord of Fengling, how should he deal with them as before, so that people would only criticize themselves and not Fengling?

Chang Boning himself knew that his thoughts were too ridiculous, so he replied: "Nothing is wrong."

Feng Rugu revealed his thoughts in one sentence: "Senior brother, I have not become a demon yet, why should I hurt my kind for me? These are all evil people. If you should kill them, you have nothing tolerated."

Chang Boning lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "Well, I'm just thinking it a bit."

After this night, Chang Boning was convinced that Master’s concerns were correct.

If he got off the mountain, he would be plotted against people from time to time. First, he was forced into the water by the swordsman of Tang, and then he would be plotted against his life when he met Dingyou. Now, an unknown person has seen through the demonic energy in his body.

Even if he is like a guard, he can't feel at ease.

Besides, somehow, he was unhappy when he looked like a couple.

Chang Boning touched his sore and tightened heart. After hesitating for a few times, he leaned over and said, "As usual, go home. Senior brother will find the person behind the scenes. You have done your best, and even the Taoist people can't find your fault."

When I walked to the door of the room, I saw the two of them whispering together and murmured softly.

Chang Boning was still holding Feng Ruguyu's hair, and the two looked dazzlingly intimate.

His hands tightened, and the medicine spoon hit the edge, making a crisp sound.

This sound made Feng Rugu look at the door.

As soon as you step into the room, put down the medicine bowl and respectfully bow to Chang Boning: "The adoptive father, Yunzhongjun's lung meridian is damaged and the qi flows smoothly, so you need to lie down and practice in peace."

Feng Rugu interrupted: "I feel very comfortable."

Ruyi glanced at Feng Rugu coldly.

Feng Rugu pulled Chang Boning behind him with a smile: "Senior brother, the little monk glared at me."

Ru turned around and took the medicine bowl, and was unhappy when she heard this: "Why did the word "small" come from? I'm already twenty-three this year."

Feng Rugu: "I am five years older than you."

Ru Yi frowned, and when he met Feng Rugu, he became less like himself: "Five years old is not a lot. Come and drink medicine."

He did not want to be regarded as a junior by Feng Ruyuan, so he had such a argument.
To be continued...