"Hmph, I guess you know what's going on. If you struggle again, I'll stew you!"
Ling Feng snorted coldly and reached out to pat the golden lion on the head.
This made the latter shudder coldly, and it firmly believed that the "ferocious beast" in front of it could definitely do it.
Fortunately, it surrendered in time.
"Ouch"
The golden lion stuck out its tongue in fear and licked the palm of Ling Feng's hand. A rather human smile appeared on the lion's face.
"From now on, you will be the gatekeeper of the thatched cottage on the barren mountain."
Ling Feng grinned lightly.
This is a warrior-level monster. If it is Ao Feng, Aofeng and the others, they are unwilling to give in and want to cause trouble for them.
Then, they are looking for death.
A guard beast can knock them all down without him having to do anything.
"Ouch"
The golden lion nodded aggrievedly. It was a powerful monster, but now it was reduced to a gatekeeper.
"Let's go, go back first."
Ling Feng patted the golden lion's head, threw the green-headed leopard on its back, and said: "This is for the health of the young lady. You are not allowed to eat it secretly, or I will slap you to death."
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"Ouch!" The golden lion felt even more aggrieved.
However, he still nodded obediently.
The autumn sun was shining brightly, and Ling Feng returned to the thatched house with the golden lion.
The surroundings of the thatched house were bright and cold wind blew in. Even though Ling Qing was tightly wrapped in quilt, she was still shivering.
This made Ling Feng feel heartbroken.
He first cut off the green-headed leopard's skin, and without having time to wash it, he covered Ling Qing's body.
Ling Feng touched Ling Qing's hot forehead and couldn't help but frown. It was even hotter than before.
"Hurry up, otherwise silly sister, I'm afraid it will get worse."
Ling Feng patted the golden lion, with sharp eyes, and said: "She is my sister, if you dare to touch a hair on her body, I will skin you!"
"Ouch"
The golden lion couldn't help but tremble, whimpering softly, glanced at Ling Qing, and gave in reluctantly.
Then, it lay down in front of the bamboo bed, eyes like those made of gold, lowered, remembering Ling Qing's face and breath.
It looks like a gatekeeper.
Ling Feng nodded slightly, walked out quickly, cleaned up the stone pot, washed the red leaf fruits and heat-repelling grass, threw them in, and poured water into them.
He followed Ling Qing's example, lit a fire and started cooking medicine.
"Huhu"
The flame jumped a few times and turned into a raging fire.
After a while, the clear water boiled and big bubbles formed, and the juice of the red leaf fruit and heat-repelling grass flowed out, causing the clear water to change rapidly.
In a matter of seconds, it turned into a pot of light blue potion, with a bitter and elegant aroma emanating from it.
"That's it!"
Ling Feng waited for a moment, stood up and extinguished the flames, took down the stone pot and poured it into a broken bowl.
"Silly sister, you will get better."
Ling Feng walked into the thatched house carrying the stone bowl, blew the hot potion to cool down, then took a sip, then pried open Ling Qing's mouth, and poured it into the latter's mouth little by little...
That night, the cold wind whistled and poured continuously into the thatched house.
Like an octopus, Ling Feng held Ling Qing tightly and pulled the green-headed leopard skin tightly.
"Silly sister, you have to get well soon."
It wasn't until Ling Qing broke out in cold sweat and the hot breath on her body gradually subsided that Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
Ling Qing's high fever subsided.
The next day, Ling Feng got up early. His precious body had just begun to take shape and his body was in good health. A little bit of cold wind was just a little bit of training for him.
The golden lion, with a drooling look on his face, was lying next to the stone pot with tears streaming down his face.
Because, Ling Feng was washing and skinning the green-headed leopard, stamping it into pieces of minced meat, and cooking it in a stone pot.
Not long after, the smell of meat came out, making the golden lion salivate, howl, and look pitifully at the stone pot.
It's a pity that Ling Feng didn't even look at it and completely ignored it.
This pot of green-headed leopard broth was prepared for Ling Qing. Even he was reluctant to eat it, let alone a beast.
"Go to the house and guard my little sister for me."
Ling Feng snorted coldly, and the golden lion was so frightened that he rolled back to the thatched house with his eyes full of grievances. This master was too cruel.
Even the beasts are tortured!
"ah"
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the thatched house.
Ling Feng's expression changed and he rushed into the thatched house in a few steps.
"Warrior-level golden lion, ah, Xiaofeng, run away!"
Ling Qing's little face turned pale with fright, and she was trembling. Her thin figure was like a slender sapling swaying in the wind, which made people feel distressed.
She struggled to get out of bed, trying to keep Ling Feng behind her.
Even though her body was extremely weak, she still didn't want Ling Feng to get hurt. This made Ling Feng feel deeply and her eyes turned red.
He walked forward, picked up Ling Qing, put her on the bamboo bed, and said with a chuckle: "Sister, don't be afraid, this is a monster I have subdued, and it is used to guard the door."
"ah?!"
This time, Ling Qing screamed louder, his eyes widened with a look of disbelief.
That was a warrior-level golden lion. Not to mention Ling Feng, who had no cultivation at all, even she would turn around and run away when he saw it.
But……
Suddenly, he thought again about Ling Feng's slap in the face of Ao Feng and the other three, and he was confused for a moment.
In a trance like a dream.
The younger brother who had glass veins and could only rely on elixirs to stay alive is completely different now.
"Xiao Feng, you seem to have become different since you recovered from your serious illness." Ling Qing said softly.
"kindness?"
Ling Qing was shocked.
Ling Qing has always been lonely. If she knew that the real Ling Feng was dead, she would be completely heartbroken.
He didn't want Ling Qing to know this fact.
Now that he has been reborn and merged with the memory of the young Ling Feng, they are the same person.
"You're getting stronger!"
Ling Qing smiled lightly and coughed a few times. Her voice was still a little pale, but she was really happy for Ling Feng.
"When I was seriously ill, I had a hazy dream."
Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said: "That dream told me that warriors must not only absorb the profound energy of heaven and earth and condense the true energy, but also have a strong body."
"Moreover, physical fitness is also very important."
"kindness"
Ling Qing nodded, not doubting that he was there, and said: "Then when my sister recovers from the illness, she will be as strong as you, right?"
"By the way, what's going on with the warrior-level golden lion?"
Suddenly, Ling Qing turned to look at the golden lion again, feeling very scared.
That is a powerful ferocious beast. It can tear a ninth-level warrior into pieces with one claw. I am afraid that the outer disciples of Lingwu Academy will be frightened and pale when they see it.
"After three kicks, it surrendered!"
Ling Feng smiled lightly, not wanting Ling Qing to worry too much.
However, the latter didn't believe it at all. She beat the warrior-level monster into submission with three kicks. She even wondered if Ling Feng had a fever.
However, the golden lion nodded extremely seriously.
It just got kicked three times, took one look at it, and then surrendered obediently.