He is dressed in white, has fine hair, and even his beard is gray.
This man’s name is Feng Dingchu.
But no one has called me this name for many years.
What everyone calls him more often is the word "Mr."
Even Feifei and Xiaoxiao, who have been with him for many years, just always call him sir.
Feng Dingchu... Really, I haven't heard of it for many years.
The man in white standing next to Chu Qianli now, helping Chu Qianli calm down his turbulent energy, is Wuchenzi.
Perhaps even he himself had almost forgotten that it turned out that he could still be called Feng Dingchu.
"Get out of the way!" Hua Rong took another step forward.
But this time, due to excessive exercise, the power dissipated in an instant as soon as I took a step forward.
A mouthful of blood wetted the black gauze on his face again.
Feng Dingchu sighed lightly: "You go, I am here today and I will never let you hurt this baby."
Hua Rong gritted his teeth and stared at him, still trying to gather his energy, but he was really powerless at this moment.
One palm could hurt her to this extent!
But now, she has no choice!
Damn Feng Dingchu!
Hua Rong covered her heart, finally turned around, and left step by step with heavy steps.
Behind me, a cool breeze blew gently.
The moment Hua Rong turned around, where were the figures of Feng Dingchu and Chu Qianli in his sight?
The person was taken away by Feng Dingchu!
How dare you ruin her good deeds! She will never let these two people go!
Hua Rong clenched his palms tightly, his steps became unsteady, and with a thud, he knelt on one knee.
The blood in her heart was boiling so much that she no longer dared to think about it, and immediately sat cross-legged under the tree, doing exercises and regulating her breath...
…
Chu Qianli didn't know where she was being taken.
At first, I felt as hot and uncomfortable as if my whole body was on fire.
Later, someone sent her a cool inner energy, and gradually her body felt comfortable.
But her consciousness was still very vague, and there was always a fire in her dantian, as if it would burst out at any time.
Her nerves were tense all the time and she had difficulty breathing.
From time to time, a low magnetic voice sounded in my ears: "...it is neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure..."
This sound is like a gentle wind that penetrates into the heart.
Indescribably comfortable.
Later, she seemed to have also started to recite: "It is neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, nor increases nor decreases. The tangible is born from the invisible..."
I don't know how long it took before Chu Qianli slowly opened her eyes.
Those eyes have returned to their normal color, bright and clear, with a bit of fresh and natural luster.
I don’t know what time it is, it seems like afternoon?
She walked out of an unknown cave.
Outside, an old man was cooking. He didn't know what kind of broth he was making, but the clear soup was bland and didn't seem to have much flavor.
"Grandpa."
Chu Qianli walked behind him: "Did you save me?"
She became obsessed. Although she had no consciousness at the time, at least she knew that she had experienced a life and death disaster.
As for what she was like after going crazy, she couldn't remember at all.
However, Hua Rong wanted to kill her, but she is still alive.
This can only mean that it was this old man who saved him.
Grandpa?
Feng Dingchu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and met her gaze: "Little girl, are you calling me?"
This sound is low and magnetic, like a subwoofer, and it can make your ears pregnant just by listening to it.
Chu Qianli's mind was shaken.
She may not be a face-controller, but she is definitely a voice-controller!
This sound is so intoxicating!
How can there be such a beautiful bass in this world?
