Got revenge after wearing the wrong Shura field

"What do you mean?"

"Master Ji will know when Shen comes."

Ji Rufeng walked with him for a while, and arrived at the room where the Pavilion Master usually receives guests.Shen Qianxun stopped, turned his back to the people and said, "To tell you the truth, my lord, Shen just happened to have one."

He took out a small dark wooden box from the drawer, and handed it over, "Infusion pill, resurrection, living dead, is that what you want?"

Ji Rufeng smelled the scent of the fairy grass and was sure that it was the infusion pill, his eyes finally fell on him, "Then why did the Pavilion Master take it out today?"

Shen Qianxun closed the box, "I thought you were not in a hurry, how could you take out such a precious thing as an infusion pill so easily."

"..." Ji Rufeng also noticed that he was a little angry, he shouldn't be too cold and aggressive towards the pavilion master, and he didn't owe each other, he didn't have the right.

"I'm sorry, I was just in a hurry."

"No problem, I understand." Shen Qianxun smiled lightly at him, and put the box in his hand, "What's more, I also want to treat you to dinner."

Ji Rufeng was puzzled: "The pavilion master has nothing else to ask for, so why is he doing this to you..."

"Without him." Shen Qianxun patted some wrinkles on his clothes, and sighed: "I just think you are like an old friend of mine, so I want to find the feeling at that time."

old friend?Ji Rufeng searched his memory, but he didn't find Shen Qianxun. He was holding the wooden box in his hand, and a strange feeling rose from his back. How familiar is this?I can still recognize it through the gauze.

"The pavilion master is generous, but he can't accept it calmly. Is there anything you want?"

"Do you want it?" Shen Qianxun shook his head, "Not yet."

"Then let's wait until the Pavilion Master wants to talk about it." Ji Rufeng bowed to him, and prepared to leave Qiyu Pavilion with the little fox.Shen Qianxun called him to stop: "Wait! Can you take off the bamboo hat and let me see your appearance?"

This request is very simple, Ji Rufeng remembers his kindness, so he will naturally satisfy it, once he takes off the hat, he is generous enough to look at it as he pleases.

Shen Qianxun looked at his facial features and the hair band between his foreheads, and murmured, "It really does."

Back in the courtyard, Ji Rufeng gently placed the little fox on the soft couch. The wounds on his body had scabbed over, but when he touched it, the little fox would still tremble, and the pain penetrated to the bone marrow.

In the past few days, no matter it was healing and washing, the little fox never woke up once. He took out the clear elixir and stuffed it into the fox's mouth.

"Fu Lin, swallow it."

The little fox seemed to have heard his voice, moved his throat, and swallowed the elixir.

In the next second, black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, about half a cup.

On the contrary, Ji Rufeng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he vomited out the blood, if he couldn't vomit out the blood after taking the Infusion Pill, then the situation would not be much better.

"Hmm." It seemed that the medicine had taken effect, and the little fox hesitated, which was the first sound it made after it fell into a coma.

It didn't open its eyes slightly until midnight.

"Are you awake?" With little movement, Ji Rufeng suddenly opened his eyes and looked worriedly at the little fox lying beside him.

But Fu Lin felt that he was too close, so close that the surrounding air was plundered by the other party, and he couldn't move his body, so he closed his eyes and regained his composure.

"It's awake." Ji Rufeng said to himself, put down his numb left hand, and stretched out his right hand to probe its forehead.

Most of the high fever subsided, and after tonight, it should be nothing serious.

Since the little fox had an accident a few days ago, he didn't dare to let the other person out of his sight, so he bought a bigu pill directly, so he didn't have to eat, drink, or scatter for a month.

"When your devilish energy dissipates, you should be able to recover later. In order to prevent relapse, you must eat Poria fruit every day."

Ji Rufeng said to the little fox with his eyes closed, "Can you move? I'll feed you a fruit."

Fu Lin frowned, but thinking of the sweetness that day, he still opened his mouth and bit the fruit handed to him. He had no strength to chew, so he could only swallow it in one gulp.

"..." Ji Rufeng knocked on his forehead, cut the spirit fruit into fine pieces with a knife, and fed it, "Half of the reason for your weakness this time is all due to demon energy, you must remember in the future, In case of danger, come to me immediately."

Although he has lost his aura, he still has many magic weapons, no matter how bad he is, he can still be used as a meat pad.

The little fox moved its ears impatiently, but it ate the fruit quite quickly. Ji Rufeng was able to understand its "whisper" after a long time together.

So he withdrew his body, closed the door tightly for it, sat outside the door and guarded it, without sleep all night.

Hearing the movement in the room the next day, Ji Rufeng dared to go in, and exclaimed to the little fox who was half lying on the bed: "The effect of this elixir is really good! It only takes less than a day."

It seems that Shen Qianxun should be thanked very much.

Fu Lin sneered when he heard this, it's not because he recovered well, the elixir only played a supporting role.

Seeing its dying expression, Ji Rufeng leaned over and asked, "Is there anything you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

—grilled fish.The little fox wrote marks on the mattress with his paws.

"Grilled fish?" Ji Rufeng disagreed: "Change to something less spicy and nutritious."

"How about mung bean cake?"

The mung bean cake was good, but Fu Lin didn't like sweets, so he shook his head.

"If it's not grilled fish, I won't eat it." Ji Rufeng read the words above, his brows furrowed even more than he did.

"Then it's better to eat spiritual grass, you just woke up, it's better to eat some spiritual grass."

A handful of fresh green grass lay in front of it. The little fox didn't want to be a sheep, so he turned his head away and didn't even look at it.

"Be obedient." Ji Rufeng could only coax it to eat these handfuls of grass, "I'll catch fish and roast it for you when you're better."

Only then did the little fox bite the spirit grass, and finished it in twos and threes.

After feeding the grass, Ji Rufeng looked at it quietly, thinking that this was how mischievous it should be at this age. The little fox used to be as old and indifferent as an adult, and the cold eyes in his eyes made it afraid.

Probably because he was hurt too badly, and the flesh and blood injuries can still be healed, but the pain in his heart is so much that time can't wear it away.

Thinking about it, he felt a little sad, and touched the little fox's wound covered by fur.

On this day, Ji Rufeng went out after arranging everything properly. It had been five days since he took the Infusion Pill, and the little fox needed to eat, so he went to buy some ingredients and went home.

But today, when I was walking on the road, I always felt that something was wrong. At first glance, it was the direct and hidden eyes of passers-by on the road. Judging from their expressions, I might have something wrong.

Sure enough, he had just entered the market when someone blocked his way, "Are you Ji Rufeng?"

Ji Rufeng looked him up and down, confirmed that he was a critic, so he didn't give him any reason.

"You got the wrong person."

The passerby had heard that he was mature, but when he saw the other party denying it, he could immediately confirm that the person in front of him was the hot topic Ji Rufeng.

"Ji Rufeng is indeed you."

Ji Rufeng looked at him puzzled, could it be that he belonged to Fang Hongzhuo, so he asked, "Even if I'm here, why are you looking for me?"

Before he could finish his sentence, the passerby drew his sword and stabbed at him. The sword was rushing forward, as if intending to seriously injure him once.

Ji Rufeng had no choice but to dodge and bend down to dodge. He had no spiritual power, and the incident happened so suddenly, he struggled to hide. He rolled backwards lightly and landed on the ground, looking at the gangster.

"what are you going to do?"

The passerby struck again, this time the sword technique was even more fierce, and the sword body ignited a dark sword energy, which turned into sword intent.Enlarging, dividing, sharpening, as long as he can do it.

The killing intent was too heavy, and the sword was pointed straight at him. Ji Rufeng stayed where he was and didn't dare to move at will. He had to think of a good way to escape.

When the passerby saw that he was too late to move, he grinned grimly, his eyes lit up with endless greed, and the movement was so loud that passers-by turned their heads frequently.

"Ji Rufeng, you really are a waste who can only throw magic weapons!" The voice cursed.

When Ji Rufeng heard this, old Fang Hong and Zhuo's family were murdered.

But he also heard the passerby say: "Your experience, you also got it from the family, right?"

"!!!"