Chapter 81 (1/2)

Chapter 81: The Elegant Tendrils (Part 1 of 5)

I dazedly watch as he sharply shouted at htly grieved and indignant as even when Phoenix was dreaet to diss me

And then another thought hit me, perhaps that question was one of his pet phrases? For example, Saint Sun, no- he would ask, ”De?” Another example is how in the mortal world, when huht, they will definitely ask, ”Have you eaten?”

Thus, I became at ease

I went to the bedside and asked softly at his ear, ”Phoenix, do you re me six hundred years of cultivation?”

Phoenix's breathing was long and his eyes were closed shut

”You are not objecting so you are silently consenting?” I asked seriously again to confirm

Phoenix's eyes were closed shut and his demeanour was calm

”To return what is owed is an unalterable principle of nature and earth Thus, I shall take it myself so I would not have to trouble you” To find such a considerate debtor such as me, I doubt there were many

I raised ht the open spell A golden light started to rise froertips on top of Phoenix's nose bridge, in between his eyebrows However, the golden light did not go into Phoenix's forehead as expected, but a seven coloured boundary bounced back onto ers would have been destroyed

Too evil! I pitifully kneaded er tips and blew air on it The heat of the boundary was even hotter than the red lotus fire, if I was slower by a step, er tips would have been cooked

This action naturally affected Phoenix and he slowly opened his eyes His gaze was slightly aze fell on a far spot and did not move

I followed his gaze and saw that he was looking at a chinese ink painting on the wall The painting was of purple grapes - it was exquisitely painted and looked like the grapes could be taken off the wall

I watched Phoenix again, and how he stared directly at the string of grapes, an expression of dejection yet gentleness, sweetness and yet sadness Seeing his expression, I went through a round of deduction and concluded: He ry!

Reaching such a conclusion, my body naturally tre drunk, wanted to change his taste and eat grapes? Not that I wanted to praise myself, but my real self was three tiht ti or too small, just nice for Phoenix's beak to eat sulp into his stomach

I s back to prepare to escape, when I suddenly heard a voice behind me, ”Jin Mi?”

I kept et some food for you to relieve the alcohol?”

”No,” Phoenix drily and clearly rejected estion and leaned with his body half on the bed, ”I ary”

I looked at his expression, he did not appear to be lying, so I calmly returned and sat next to the bed, ”Since you are awake, why don't you conveniently transfer the cultivation you owe to me?”

Phoenix raised his hand and kneaded the middle of his eyebrows, ”Cultivation? How many years?”