After Feng Yuetong returned to the room, she first drew a few equipment refining design drawings.

Then he entered the space to refine the elixir. When the elixir was almost refined, he asked the spirit of the weapon to watch the temperature while he began a new practice.

As the space was upgraded, Feng Yuetong spent longer and longer time in it.

Because of the alchemy, he stayed there until dawn before being teleported out.

Feng Yuetong finished her training and found herself in the room, but she was not surprised.

After a quick wash, he came out of the room.

As soon as I went out, I saw Biluo drinking tea under a tree in the yard.

The natural stone table was filled with delicious breakfast and spiritual fruits.

When Feng Yuetong saw this scene, she almost forgot that this was in Si Tianming's mansion.

I have to say, Biluo knows how to enjoy life.

"Awake." Biluo suddenly looked towards Feng Yuetong.

He pinched the right cuff of his left hand and picked up the teapot with his right hand to pour tea.

Two cups.

He pushed one cup to the empty seat next to him and kept one cup for himself.

"Let's have breakfast first."

Feng Yuetong wanted to talk about the old princess and Bai Chuling, but she heard the young man casually say, "I don't like crowds, so their breakfast was delivered separately."

It means that Bai Chuling eats with her grandmother, and she eats here with Biluo.

During breakfast, the four people were forced to split into two groups.

Feng Yuetong's mouth twitched, and she really wanted to kindly remind Biluo that this was Si Tianming's residence.

Not his home.

How could he let the people in Si Tian Ming Palace work so hard for him?

That was the big leg up that she had managed to hold on to with great difficulty, she must not lose it because of Biluo.

"Then eat. I still need to go to the blacksmith shop." Feng Yuetong endured it. She wouldn't stay here for too long anyway.

Go back and tell the fortune-bringing messenger, and then get some spirit stones for Manager Shang.

Feng Yuetong brought a bowl of eight-treasure porridge to Biluo, "You are growing, eat more."

Suiyou then picked up something he thought was delicious and put it on the plate in front of Biluo.

Biluo watched Feng Yuetong busying himself quietly, her eyes full of care and tenderness for him.

It made him feel more at ease than ever before.

There is also a vague feeling that is hard to describe, and this feeling seems to be pretty good.

In fact, he knew from the beginning that Feng Yuetong was a unique person.

After spending more time together, I discovered that Feng Yuetong is really a good person.

"Eat quickly, so you can take the medicine." Feng Yuetong saw Biluo in a daze and shouted again.

Biluo came back to her senses and a faint smile appeared on her face, "I was thinking about what to eat first."

"Let's drink the porridge first." Feng Yuetong didn't think much about it.

"Okay." Biluo responded obediently, picked up the eight-treasure porridge and started eating elegantly.

The two of them ate happily, but neither of them spoke during the meal.

"Take a rest after you take the pills. I'll be back soon."

After Feng Yuetong took Biluo's pulse, she felt relieved and prepared to leave.

Biluo nodded slightly, but didn't say much. He just watched Feng Yuetong leave with a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

"Miss, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

It turned out that Bai Chuling was already waiting for Feng Yuetong.

Feng Yuetong spoke a few more words to the old princess before taking Bai Chuling to the blacksmith shop.

The blacksmith shop is still deserted today. After all, the location is too remote and the shop is small and shabby.

Generally speaking, cultivators who have achieved some success would not choose to forge spiritual weapons in such places.

"Fellow Daoist Feng." Shen Hanyang seemed to be waiting for Feng Yuetong deliberately. He stood up excitedly as soon as he saw Feng Yuetong.

"Is the store not busy today?" Feng Yuetong glanced at the cold stove. The blacksmith shop would not be cold for no reason.

When I came yesterday, Shen Hanyang was making a low-level spiritual weapon, which should be customized for ordinary people.

"Because I knew that fellow Taoist was coming today, I temporarily stopped working." Shen Hanyang scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly.

His silly look actually makes him look cute.

Feng Yuetong went straight to the point, "Your elder brother should be feeling better today."

"Yes, yes, yes. My elder brother is much better now. Thank you, Fellow Daoist Feng. Please come in, fellow Daoist friends." Shen Hanyang quickly invited the two in.

Although this place is remote, there are still many passers-by and guests.

Feng Yuetong always produces top-grade elixirs. Her wealth should not be shown off to others, so as not to bring any trouble to Feng Yuetong.

Besides, Shen Luojin is not suitable to stay outside.

The two followed Shin Hanyang into the blacksmith shop.

A chicken flew over, and Feng Yuetong raised her hand and caught it.

The chicken had colorful feathers and looked very beautiful.

"Beauty, save me, save me, I don't want to die..."

A cry for help reached Feng Yuetong's ears.

The spirit chicken stared at Feng Yuetong with pleading eyes.

"Beauty, please save me. I still have 108 wives and concubines in the jungle, and countless children. If I die, countless children will be without a father, and those 108 wives and concubines will be without a husband..."

Feng Yuetong frowned slightly, and looked at the spirit chicken in her hand, whose neck was pinched, with scrutiny in her eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, you're here. Sorry, sorry..." Shen Yunce looked disheveled, with a few chicken feathers on his hair, which was also messy.

It can be seen that he fought with this spirit chicken for quite some time.

"Shen Yunce, what are you doing..." Bai Chuling couldn't help laughing when she saw Shen Yunce like this.

"Knowing you were coming, I went to the jungle this morning and caught a chicken. I was planning to kill it and treat you, but I didn't expect..." Shen Yunce's face turned red.

Their conditions were not good. He and the spirit chicken had fought for so long but still hadn't been able to kill a chicken. People who didn't know might think that they were reluctant to kill a chicken to entertain the two of them.

"I think this chicken is good. Please sell it to me." Feng Yuetong said indifferently.

"Does Fellow Daoist Feng like this chicken?" Shen Yunce was very surprised. "If Fellow Daoist Feng likes it, just give it to Fellow Daoist Feng."

Feng Yuetong helped him earn a lot of spirit stones yesterday. It’s just a chicken, only a few spirit stones?

Besides, as long as Feng Yuetong wanted something, he would be willing to give her any amount of spirit stones.

"Give it to me. It looks good to me and I plan to raise it."

Feng Yuetong stuffed the spirit chicken into the space as she spoke. To outsiders, it seemed that she stuffed the spirit chicken into the Qiankun bag.

Spirit Chicken: "I don't want you to support me. I want to go back to the dense forest. I still have 108 wives and concubines."

"Wow, there is so much spiritual energy here. It's a beautiful place with clear water and green mountains. Could this be a space?"

"This is really a space. I want to stay here..."

The spirit chicken was cheering and running around in the space, when suddenly a shadow flashed in front of it.

The huge body crushed it under its feet.

"Dog, dog, big dog...monster!"

"The master said he would raise you, but you refused. Who do you think you are? You are just a chicken. Do you think you are a red bird?"

Niu Honghong exerted a little force with his feet, and the spirit chicken let out a sharp scream.

"I was wrong, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. I will follow my master. Even if you kill me, I will never leave him."

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