"Forget it, forget it, I won't argue with you anymore." Ling Chuxi waved her hand magnanimously and stood up, "Okay, Zhuo Yi, you go collect firewood and bring two rabbits back. Yichen,
You pick up your senior brother, he has no strength now."
"What about you?" Xia Zhuoyi asked, blinking.
"I'll sit down and wait for you." Ling Chuxi crossed her hands on her chest and stared at Xia Zhuoyi, "What's the matter? Not convinced?"
"I'm convinced, I'm convinced." Xia Zhuoyi wanted to raise his hands to express his helplessness, but suddenly he remembered the monster eggs under his armpits, so he just raised one hand in a funny way, then turned around and resigned to his fate to collect firewood and go hunting.
Ling Chuxi turned around and went to look for Xiaobai.
After Ling Chuxi and Xia Zhuoyi left, Ling Yichen stepped forward and helped Fu Chengyu up: "Brother, how do you feel now?"
"It's okay." Fu Chengyu smiled slightly, "Is this the Ling Chuxi you mentioned in your letter? If I hadn't met her by chance today, I might never be able to wake up again. I really should thank her.
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"Brother, Chu Xi is a very nice person. Don't mind her being like that." Ling Yichen smiled sheepishly, remembering that Chu Xi's attitude towards Fu Chengyu was not really good.
"Of course I don't mind." Fu Chengyu smiled, "Okay, put on my clothes. I don't have any strength now, and Miss Chu Xi doesn't know which acupoints were pricked. The cold poison is suppressed.
But I lost my strength." Fu Chengyu pointed to a baggage not far away.
"Senior brother, it's great that Chu Xi can cure your cold poison!" Ling Yichen couldn't help but feel happy when he thought of Ling Chuxi's words.
"I hope it's really possible." Fu Chengyu's voice lowered, and there was a slightly bitter smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Yes! Senior brother! I believe Chu Xi will be able to cure you!" Ling Yichen said seriously with a serious expression.
Fu Chengyu was slightly startled, and was shocked when he saw Ling Yichen, who had eagerness and deep trust in his eyes. When had he ever seen the always cold Ling Yichen have such an attitude, and when had he ever seen him trust someone so much. Ling
Chu Xi, Ling Chuxi...she already has such an important position in Yichen's mind?
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Ling Chuxi was looking for Xiaobai at this time.
"Xiaobai, Xiaobai!" Ling Chuxi shouted at the top of her lungs, but the smoke was so thick that she couldn't see Xiaobai's shadow.
Suddenly there was a slight splash of water behind her. Ling Chuxi was startled, turned around suddenly, and saw a scene that almost made her nose bleed. In the hot spring, Huangfu Qingjue lazily leaned against the rock, with a thin layer of obscenity.
The clothes are half open, revealing a strong and beautiful chest. A head of voluptuous silver hair is submerged in the water. The purple eyes are slightly closed, and the vision is a little blurred. The person who looks at it is intoxicated. The perfect and delicate face is looming in the water mist, like an immortal.
"Huangfu...Huangfu Qingjue! You, why are you here!" Seeing Huangfu Qingjue's blood-soaked look, Ling Chuxi's face instantly turned red, she turned around suddenly, and she was speechless.
"You are here, so I am here." Huangfu Qingjue chuckled, and his voice sounded low behind Ling Chuxi. That laughter was like the cool moonlight or the clear ice flowers, charming people's hearts.
"You, stop joking!" Ling Chuxi scolded, and then ran away. After running far, Ling Chuxi touched her face, which was frighteningly hot. "Huangfu Qingjue, you exhibitionist! A pervert.
!Rogue!" Ling Chuxi's heart was still beating fast, and she muttered angrily.