Chapter 142 (1/2)

Beimingchen looks at her and doesn't say a word for a long time. He shows his attitude that he refuses to answer her two questions.

Feng Yu blinked. Can't you say? Is it that serious?

She squatted down and sat on his side, snorted and said, ”if you don't want to say it, I should reconsider whether to save you. After all, you don't seem to be good for me now. Besides, I just fell down from such a high place because of you. It seems that I can't suffer for nothing, or I'll cut you.”

She reached out and took out a dagger from her arms. Of course, it's not jiutianzhuxie blade. It's so evil. What if she sucked him dry?

Although she didn't like to see him, she didn't want him to die like this. Of course, he was so abnormal that jiutianzhuxie blade might not be able to suck him, but she still didn't want to take risks.

This is just an ordinary dagger. Fengyu patted his face with the dagger. The evil voice said dangerously, ”you say, where is this knife? Oh, this face looks so good. Would it be a pity if I cut here carelessly? ”

Ah, of course, she just scared him. Isn't it a pity to ruin such a perfect face? It's not her, but it's OK to have a look once in a while.

But she seemed to belittle the courage of beimingchen. He didn't seem to see that it was a dagger. His picturesque and exquisite face didn't even fluctuate. She just looked at her faintly and said coldly, ”my king broke through in the forest. He was disturbed and devoured by the spirit power.”

Is that an answer to her later question?

Phagosome? That's backfire. He was backfired by the spirit power, so he became what he is now?

Fengyu herself has been eaten by the spirit power, so she naturally has tasted it. Moreover, she heard that when the high-level friars break through, they can't tolerate any interference from the outside world. The higher the realm, the higher the requirement of absolute quiet environment.

She looked suspiciously at beimingchen and doubted his realm again.

However, she laughed unkindly when she thought that he was attacked by the spirit force. ”It's hard to be attacked by the spirit force. Alas, I say you are the Lord. How can you break through the forest without finding a quiet place when you break through?”

Beimingchen closed his mouth again.

Meow, meow

”Master, it's almost dawn. Let's get out of here.”

The dark spirit stood near them and called. As soon as it reminded her, Feng Yu finally had a sense of time. She looked up and saw that the horizon had begun to turn white in the distance. She had been out for so long. If she was known by Nan Shu Yuan, it would be time to roar again.

She moved her eyes to beimingchen, but saw that he was looking at the dark spirit. Fengyu almost immediately thought of the original thing. Her face immediately pulled down and sneered, ”beimingchen, do you feel surprised to see it finally fall into my hands?”

Beimingchen didn't understand what she was saying. Shouldn't this cat be in her hands? Why is he surprised?

He frowned, cold voice through the silk weak way, ”this king is in the accident, you actually contracted it.”

Feng Yu snorted and didn't speak. In her opinion, he was giving something to please his sweetheart by accident. It suddenly came to her hand.

Of course, he was not surprised. Maybe beimingxue told him that she robbed the dark spirit, so in his heart, she was a robber.

But he seemed to forget that it was hers.

The more she thought about it, the more upset she felt. Her heart seemed to be pressing a stone. She simply didn't want to think about it. She stretched out her leg and kicked beimingchen with no control. ”Can you go?”

Beimingchen shook his head and said, ”I have no strength.”

He doesn't seem to mind him kicking him, of course, but he doesn't have the ability to change the situation now.

”It's really troublesome. How can I have nothing to do with you?”

Fengyu grumbles irritably, then puts away the dagger and goes to help him, but when he sees his messy hair and dirty clothes, his irritability is gone.

She helped him sit up, wrapped around him, untied his hair band, and helped him arrange it with her fingers, then tied it with the hair band.

So a see, as expected not so disorderly, Feng feather satisfaction for oneself ordered a praise; she stretched out her hand again, not light not heavy pat off the soil on his body.

She felt that she was really more and more towards the direction of the old man. She would look at him at this time, and her heart was soft. Ah, she was really full.

Looking up, I saw his handsome face stained with dust and blood. I really want to ignore him, but it's half done. Now, is he really OK?

Feng Yu sighed and took out a handkerchief from his arms to help him wipe off the dust and blood on his face. She didn't do it lightly, but beimingchen didn't mind.

A pair of dark eyes quietly looking at her, the bottom of the eyes gradually has a kind of strange light, but Fengyu didn't notice.Until many years later, she thought that if she could detect his change at this time, she would never help him even if he was taken away by wild animals in front of her.

It's a pity that once the gear of fate turns, it can't be rewritten any more. Of course, this is later, not to mention.

After wiping him clean, Feng Yu looks at his handsome face and worries. His temperament is so unique, and his appearance is so handsome. After she takes him back, how can she explain his identity to Nan Shu Yuan?