Chapter 1870 Return of the Golden Silkworm

After entering the Angel's Tears, a familiar villa immediately appeared in front of my eyes.

I calmed down and then slowly walked in.

This time I did not enter in the flesh, but sent down a strand of spiritual thought to enter here.

After entering the villa at this moment, I quickly came to Chujiu's room. After opening the door, Chujiu, who was wearing a white long dress, immediately came into my sight.

The white and slender fingers overlapped together, so that the two palms were in a clenched state and placed on her lower abdomen.

Her chest was still rising and falling slightly, but she did not show any sign of waking up.

It was as if she was a sleeping princess, waiting for her knight to save her!

"Chujiu, I'm here to see you!"

I smiled faintly and then walked into the room.

The soul-guiding lamp was hung above the bed, and the flickering candlelight enveloped Chujiu's spirit tablet to prevent him from sleeping too long and losing his soul.

I walked gently to the bedside, held Chujiu's hand, and squatted down.

"Chujiu, I have avenged you, and I have brought back the golden silkworm. Uncle Feng is still in seclusion. Tomorrow, I will visit Uncle Feng and hand him the golden silkworm."

"The Lion King clan of the demon race has experienced internal strife, and no information has been sent back yet. However, no matter what the result is, it is a good thing for my human race."

I told Chujiu about my experience in the demon world, and I murmured for more than an hour before I smiled and said, "Chujiu, I also need to rest. I will come to see you tomorrow."

After that, I moved in front of Chujiu and kissed her forehead gently. Then the figure gradually faded, and consciousness returned to its original body.

I opened my eyes and looked at the dark room. After taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes again and prepared to rest.

But at this time, Luohua Wuhen suddenly turned over, pressed one of her beautiful legs on me, then hugged me with one hand and put her head on my shoulder.

She blinked her charming peach blossom eyes, looked at me and asked softly: "Did you go to see Chujiu?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

"She..." Luohua Wuhen opened her mouth, as if she wanted to ask if she was okay?

But when she thought of Chujiu's current state, she might feel that it was inappropriate to ask such a question, so she closed her mouth and didn't ask again.

"She's fine." I smiled at Luohua Wuhen and said, "I have a hunch that she should... wake up soon!"

"Yeah." Luohua Wuhen nodded, and then put her head in my arms.

And I, smelling her hair, fell asleep like this.

The next day I woke up early, had breakfast, and went straight to Feng Changhe's retreat.

After Qin Jianing used the power of the entire medical meridian to recuperate him, his strength had long since recovered. However, the spiritual energy has gradually recovered, and the world will be in chaos. In addition, Chu Jiu suffered this disaster, so Feng Changhe chose to retreat again to increase his strength in order to protect himself and the entire Feng family.

Feng Changhe's retreat is located in a cave halfway up the Medical Mountain. This cave is extremely secret. If I didn't know this place, it would probably be difficult to find.

The entire cave was set up with a barrier. I took a deep breath and was about to speak, but a golden light flashed out from my sea of ​​qi.

It's the Golden Silkworm!

I saw this chubby little bug flying around me, making a "squeak" sound at me, and then it flapped its wings and flew directly through the barrier.

"It actually passed through the barrier?" I was slightly stunned, but then I understood.

Feng Changhe, as the previous owner of the Golden Silkworm, had a Qi in his body that was already compatible with the Golden Silkworm, so the barrier he set up could not stop the Golden Silkworm, and the Golden Silkworm could also mobilize this barrier, or even make it dissipate.

"Qian Yu?" Feng Changhe's voice came from the cave, and then the familiar heroic laughter came from the cave.

"The Golden Silkworm was passed down from our Feng family's ancestors. After losing the Golden Silkworm, our Feng family's status in Miaojiang has plummeted, and the overall strength of the Feng family has also seriously declined. I never thought that now, the Golden Silkworm has returned to me. This feeling of losing and regaining..."

As he spoke, Feng Changhe's voice suddenly dropped, and then heavy footsteps were heard. It was Feng Changhe who walked out of the cave, looked at me with approval, then smiled and patted my shoulder, and said, "Qianyu, you've worked hard! On behalf of Chujiu and the entire Feng family, I want to say thank you to you, I..."

"Uncle Feng!" I suddenly shook my head and interrupted him: "We are one family, there is no need to talk behind each other's backs."

Feng Changhe was startled for a moment, then nodded with tears in his eyes.

"Qian Yu, since we are a family, I will not say anything against you." He sighed, "These few days I have been thinking about leading the Feng family to open a martial arts hall in Zhangjiajie, and let the dragon masters of my Feng family teach the method of raising dragons in the martial arts hall. Now, the world has changed drastically, and the chaotic times have arrived. I am worried... that one day the inheritance of my Feng family will suddenly be broken. By then, I will not be able to face my ancestors. Oh, by the way, don't worry about the money, it will all be borne by my Feng family."

He looked at me and said, "I wonder... if the Wu Shushan reserve force can approve it?"

The art of witches and dragons is a forbidden art, because there are many extremely vicious and harmful techniques in the art of witches and dragons, and these techniques often have very low thresholds, even ordinary people can perform them.

Therefore, the orthodox sects have always been quite critical of the Miaojiang family of raising pigs, and even often have conflicts.

But after all, the art of witches and pigs has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is the crystallization of wisdom left by our ancestors. It is unrealistic to say that all the art of witches and pigs should be banned. After all, it is a family inheritance. What is the difference between banning someone's inheritance and exterminating the entire family?

Later, with the mediation of the Wushushan reserve, the two sides reached an agreement.

The art of witches and pigs must not be spread to the people, and the major families raising pigs are strictly prohibited from accepting disciples from other surnames.

As the talents of the major worlds gradually wither, there are fewer and fewer active pig masters in the Miaojiang generation. Once a family is exterminated, the art of witches and pigs mastered by this world will also be cut off.

I understand Feng Changhe's worries, but as long as I am here, the Feng family will never be exterminated.

"Uncle Feng, as long as Qian Yu is here, the Feng family heritage will not be cut off, I..."

"Qian Yu!" Feng Changhe interrupted me and said with a wry smile: "That's true, but... the world is in chaos and everyone is in danger. I can't just do nothing, right? Especially after Chu Jiu... fell asleep, I want to find something to do, because only in this way can I... be better!" After

hearing his words, I was slightly startled, then my expression darkened and I nodded lightly.

"Okay."