Poisonous Pet World: The War King's Heart-stealing Medical Concubine

Murong Zixi became more and more excited when she saw this scene. She quickly made several snowballs in succession, but unfortunately, these snowballs all missed the target without exception and could not touch even the slightest corner of Jun Feimo's clothes.

As time passed, a trace of frustration and loss gradually appeared on her face, which was originally full of expectation. Her cherry lips pouted slightly and she muttered, "Oh, it's so boring. I don't want to play anymore!" After that, she threw the remaining snowballs in her hand onto the snow beside her in a huff.

However, at this moment, no one noticed that Murong Zixi, with her back to Jun Feimo, was quietly clenching her right hand, as if she was plotting some conspiracy.

Suddenly, she turned around without any warning, and at the same time, her other hand threw out the snowball that she had just made quietly with lightning speed.

In an instant, the snowball flew through the cold air like an arrow, and with fierce momentum, it hit Jun Feimo's broad and strong shoulders with incredible precision.

Jun Feimo was obviously caught off guard by this sudden attack, and his body couldn't help but stun slightly.

But he soon came to his senses, and a gentle smile flashed in his eyes as deep as the sea of ​​stars. His gaze slowly fell on the little face in front of him, which looked a little smug because of his success.

Jun Feimo flicked the snow off his shoulders and asked softly, "Are you happy and satisfied now, Xier?"

His tone was soft and gentle, containing endless doting and a hint of helpless indulgence.

Jun Feimo took steady steps, slowly approaching Murong Zixi step by step.

His eyes were filled with endless tenderness, as if the warm spring breeze gently brushed across the lake. He stared quietly at Murong Zixi's little hands that were slightly reddened by the cold.

Without any hesitation, he stretched out his broad palm and firmly but gently held Murong Zixi's small hand.

At that moment, a hot warm current quickly spread to Murong Zixi's whole body like a surging tide, especially her fingertips that were originally icy cold, which felt unprecedented warmth.

The feeling is like the earth being moistened by a long drought, or like a traveler in the cold winter suddenly finding himself next to a warm fire.

"Xier, come into the house quickly and warm yourself by the fire! Look at your little hands, they have become so icy cold." Jun Feimo's deep and mellow voice flowed out slowly, like a melodious and touching guqin piece.

There is an indescribable unique charm and flavor in his voice, which makes people intoxicated. Every word he utters seems to have endless power, but he can also cleverly grasp the degree to avoid excessive impact.

This feeling is just like a ray of warm but not dazzling sunshine in the cold winter, which gently shines on people and brings a heart full of comfort and tranquility.

Murong Zixi responded softly: "Yeah."

Then he walked into the house with Jun Feimo.

Yu Da and others standing nearby saw this scene and showed joy on their faces. They were secretly happy for the two masters. Seeing the growing affection between the two masters, as subordinates, they naturally felt happy from the bottom of their hearts.

At this moment, the scene outside the window is like a dream. The pure white snowflakes are like feathers falling from the sky, light and dense, interweaving into a magnificent winter picture.

The whole world seems to be covered with a thick layer of silver, appearing exceptionally pure and elegant.

Snowflakes fall down in large numbers, some dancing in the air, some quietly resting on branches or roofs, forming beautiful snow scenes.

In this land of ice and snow, everything seems so quiet and peaceful, which makes people intoxicated.

In this room, the blazing fire emits blazing heat, and the warm yellow light is like a mother's gentle embrace, warmly enveloping every corner of the room. It ruthlessly drives away the cold and loneliness from the outside world, filling the entire space with warmth and tranquility.

Jun Feimo and Murong Zixi were sitting closely together on the couch by the window.

At this moment, the noise of the outside world seemed to be blocked by the closed door, leaving only the deep friendship between them that could be felt without words flowing quietly in the air.

"Xi'er, the snow scene in front of you is beautiful, but it is also freezing cold. If you are willing to learn, I am willing to teach you the method of internal force cultivation, so that you can resist the invasion of the cold even in the cold winter." Jun Feimo's voice is low and magnetic, like the melodious sound of a piano, intoxicating. His eyes are affectionate, full of love and earnest expectations for Murong Zixi.

After hearing these words, Murong Zixi's beautiful eyes flashed with surprise. However, soon, this surprise turned into an unshakable belief: "I am willing to learn! Not only because I want to resist the cold, but more importantly, I hope that I can have enough strength to face the ups and downs of life with you and make progress together." After saying these words, Murong Zixi's eyes became more determined.

Then, Jun Feimo slowly stood up. His figure was tall and straight, just like the green pine and cypress standing on the top of a mountain. No matter how fierce the wind and rain were, he always stood proudly, unafraid.

He opened his red lips slightly and taught the mantra of practicing internal strength word by word. Those ancient and mysterious words turned into warm air currents in his mouth and flowed into Murong Zixi's heart.

She closed her eyes and listened with a focused expression, as if the whole world was left with only this melodious sound and the desire in her heart.

As the mantra became more profound, Murong Zixi felt an unprecedented warmth rising slowly in her body. It flowed through her limbs and bones, bringing her unprecedented strength and peace.

She tried to follow Jun Feimo's instructions and guide this power to circulate in her meridians. Each flow seemed like a conversation with her body, allowing her to better understand herself and get closer to the hidden source of power.

Time passed quietly, the snow outside the house piled up thicker and thicker, but the atmosphere inside the house became warmer because of this joint effort.

Murong Zixi bit her lips tightly, and beads of sweat kept oozing out of her forehead, like crystal clear pearls rolling down. These sweats were the best proof of her perseverance and hard work over a long period of time.

After countless attempts and careful adjustments, she suddenly felt that the mysterious power that had been restless in her body seemed to have finally found its home. It slowly settled down and took root firmly deep in her dantian.

This wonderful change made Murong Zixi feel an irrepressible excitement in her heart - this was an important sign of the successful entry into internal strength!

"I...I really did it!" Murong Zixi suddenly opened her eyes, and there was a joy and excitement in her eyes that was difficult to describe in words.

Her eyes were like two bright lightning bolts, shooting straight at Jun Feimo who was standing beside her, her eyes filled with deep gratitude.

Jun Feimo's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a faint smile. He stretched out his slender and warm fingers and gently wiped away the sweat on Murong Zixi's forehead, his movements were as gentle as the breeze blowing across the lake.

Then, he said in an extremely gentle tone: "Xi'er, you are really a natural martial arts genius! In time, you will definitely become a peerless master who is feared by the world. But remember, the path of internal force cultivation is like climbing a mountain. You need to maintain perseverance and determination. The road ahead is still long, but as long as we work hand in hand and move forward together, we will definitely reach the top."

Murong Zixi nodded vigorously, indicating her agreement with Jun Feimo's words. Then, she turned her gaze to the window and was surprised to find that the sky outside had gradually been shrouded in darkness, and the originally bright sunlight had now become dim.

It turned out that time passed by inadvertently, and she had practiced for a whole day without realizing it! Jun Feimo was considerate and ordered the servants to carefully prepare a sumptuous meal, and then he and Murong Zixi enjoyed this warm dinner together.

As night falls, the moonlight is as bright as a thread, pouring down like mercury, enveloping the entire courtyard in a hazy silver glow.

Jun Feimo and Murong Zixi walked side by side in this quiet courtyard.

"Xier, today you have already begun to understand the mystery of internal strength, but if you want to go further, you must work harder and practice diligently in the future." Jun Feimo whispered gently.

Murong Zixi nodded slightly, indicating that she understood, with a flicker of determination in her eyes, and responded: "Yes."

Jun Feimo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and reached out to pat her shoulder gently, encouraging her: "If you encounter any misunderstandings or confusions, you can always come and ask me for advice."

Murong Zixi felt a warm current in her heart, and her gratitude was beyond words. She whispered, "Thank you very much."

"Xier, there's no need to be so formal with me." Jun Feimo said softly.

The two of them walked slowly and silently, immersing themselves in the quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

After a long while, Jun Feimo sent Murong Zixi to her door, then turned and left.

After Murong Zixi returned to the room, she did not rest immediately, but walked straight to the bed and sat down, crossed her legs, closed her eyes, and practiced her Qigong again.

Xiaobai, who had been accompanying her the whole time, saw how focused and hardworking her owner was, so she behaved well and didn't disturb her.