Chapter 771 The Return of the Gods 55
Feng Zui was planning to stand up, but after being pulled by her, he sat down heavily back on the lawn.
Not only did Quan Jiu not repent, he also used his other hand, tightly grabbing one of Feng Zui's sleeves with both hands.
Feng Zui turned his eyes and met her pitiful, watery black eyes, like a pug wagging its tail.
She rarely showed such a weak expression, Feng Zui said with a soft voice.
"It's just a calamity cloud. It will dissipate in a few days."
"Really? It can disperse without any care?" Quan Jiu came back to life in an instant.
Just now, she was even prepared to be a living target under the dark clouds for the rest of her life.
Feng Zui: "When have I ever lied to you?"
Quan Jiu thought about it carefully and realized that it was true. She was no longer troubled. She quickly shook off Feng Zui's sleeves and ran down the mountain without looking back, like a bird that had just returned to nature from a cage.
The grassland was bumpy, the terrain was sometimes high and sometimes low, and the dark clouds above his head rose and fell with Quan Jiu's footsteps, always maintaining a precise distance of one meter.
Looking at the woman's unhesitating and graceful back, Feng Zui's mouth curled up into a very faint arc.
"ungrateful."
………
"This is the medicine Mr. Zhan Tai gave you. Don't forget to take it."
Quan Jiu threw him a few more packets of medicine.
She had prepared this medicine herself, but Master Ling's name was more effective than hers.
Feng Zui sat cross-legged on the bed. Although he had saved his life, he was seriously injured. If he did not take good care of himself, he would definitely suffer from incurable sequelae throughout his life.
Feng Zui didn't reach out to take the medicine. Meeting Quan Jiu's serious gaze, he paused and explained:
"I have entered a trance state. Ordinary herbs are useless to me."
Quan Jiu: "I know, so I carefully selected these herbs..."
She realized something was wrong and stopped abruptly.
Feng Zui raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Carefully selected?"
Quan Jiu: “…”
If you are not careful, you will sell yourself.
"Ahem...Mr. Zhan Tai asked me to help pick it out."
Feng Zui said calmly, "Really?"
What a heartless little liar.
There is not a single truth in his mouth.
Quan Jiu: "You should take good care of your injuries. We are now on the same boat. If those old monsters from the Xiuxian world come after us, you have to stand in front of them."
Feng Zui: "Don't worry, I won't let you die."
Quan Jiu secretly complained to herself, it would be strange if she didn't know, in the last plane, if she failed in the strategy mission, she would only end up dead and could not start over.
If he died, she would die too.
After Quan Jiu had spiritual communication with Feng Zui, when he saw Feng Zui, the tingling sensation in his bones would surge to his head and he would be completely out of control.
She attributed all this to the aftereffects of spiritual intercourse, and she didn't want to call him until the aftereffects completely disappeared.
"Then I'll leave. You can practice on your own."
Feng Zui closed his eyes with a half-smile and began to concentrate on practicing.
………
As night falls and it is midnight, it is time to sleep soundly.
Quan Jiu was lying on the bed with his eyes closed when a dark shadow pushed the door open and walked in.
The person who came moved slowly, as if he didn't want to wake her up.
Feng Zui stood at the head of her bed, staring down at the woman who had no sign of sleeping. The quilt had been flipped over under the bed by her, but she was completely unaware of it.
He moved his fingertips slightly, and the quilt that had fallen on the ground flew into the air, slowly moved, and covered Quan Jiu's body.
Feng Zui stared at the red lotus between her eyebrows. After a few days, the color of the red lotus between her eyebrows became more gorgeous and bright red. This change happened silently, and even Quan Jiu herself probably didn't notice it.
He leaned over and sat on the edge of the bed, raised his hand, and touched the red lotus between his eyebrows with his slender jade-like fingertips, gently stroking it again and again.
She is so simple.
Sometimes he was so naive that he even suspected that she didn't belong to this world at all.
Spiritual intercourse is a more intimate act than physical contact. It lasted for several days and nights. Even if she tried hard to erase her existence, his sea of consciousness was filled with her breath. How could he not notice it?
The reason why he didn't expose her right away was because he found that she seemed to be extremely "lacking common sense", especially regarding certain theories of cultivating immortals.
After a day of testing, he saw all her caution.
I have to say that her acting skills are indeed superb, but it's a pity that he knew the ending from the beginning, so all her struggles became futile.
Later on, watching her act became a pleasure.
Feng Zui's black eyes were complex as he stared at her face, his voice low and hoarse.
"Is that you?"
The red lotus that appeared in his dream.
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Quan Jiu woke up feeling particularly refreshed. Ignoring the dark clouds that had been bouncing above her head, she thought today was another beautiful day.
She ran to the kitchen to find food, but found that one of the herbal bags she had casually put down yesterday was missing. As if she had sensed something, she opened the medicine stove and found that there were indeed medicine residues inside.
"Surely so obedient..."
She raised her eyebrows slightly. She didn't expect Feng Zui to be willing to be a guinea pig. As he said, he was already a true god, so it was hard to say whether these herbs would work.
"Forget it, he won't lose anything anyway."
Any of these herbs could be put up for auction, and she felt bad for a long time after giving them all to Feng Zui to make medicine.
"Starting supervision so early?"
A man in a white monk's robe entered the kitchen and saw the woman secretly opening the medicine furnace.
Quan Jiu didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed about being caught: "I'm looking for something to eat."
Feng Zui: "There are dumplings in the steamer next to it."
She opened the cage and saw the dumplings with thin skin and lots of meat, which emitted a crystal clear watery glow all over. She didn't even take a bite, but with her years of experience she knew that the dumplings must taste good.
"Where did you get it?" Quan Jiu was a little surprised.
Feng Zui had been fasting for a long time and had no interest in these foods. There were only two of them here, so it was obvious who these dumplings were prepared for.
Feng Zui: "You can't buy this."
Quan Jiu was stunned for two seconds before she realized the meaning of his words. She couldn't believe it.
"…You did it?"
No matter how you look at him, this old man looks like someone who has never done housework.
Feng Zui didn't look at her. He took out a bowl of medicine from the side and drank it all in front of Quan Jiu.
I even forgot to bite the wine dumplings.
Has he been too obedient lately?
"Delicious." She commented.
Feng Zui raised his eyelids and glanced at her lazily.
Quan Jiu was surprised again. Could it be that this old man had changed his personality today and had such a good temper?
It's easy to act nice when you get the advantage. She didn't reject Feng Zui all of a sudden. While eating a bun, she took the initiative to move closer.
"I didn't expect you could make buns."
Feng Zui said indifferently: "There are many things you don't know."
"Too."
Quan Jiu nodded in agreement and took a bite of the bun.
"I've actually always been curious, why did you become a monk?"
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