windy cold

The next day, when Lu Wanfeng left the house, he saw Lian Jing and Ao Lie sitting at the stone table in the courtyard having breakfast. The taste is to die for.

Every once in a while Lian Jing would use his palm to fan Ao Lie, who was burning to the tip of his tongue, and both of them reacted in a fuss, how funny this scene was, but it was also very warm.

Lu Wanfeng walked over, sat next to them and said, "Can I have a bowl too?"

Lian Jing was taken aback, he didn't expect him to take the initiative to come over this time, but Ao Lie nodded happily first, "Okay, okay."

So Lian Jing hurriedly said: "Yes, of course, I'll get you a bowl."

He walked quickly, leaving Lu Wanfeng and Ao Lie behind.

Lu Wanfeng tilted his head to look at this man who was sick again, thinking: Is this really my father?Why don't you look old?And this silly look, who would believe that this is my real father?

"Yun'er, Xiaojing's dried vegetables are delicious!" Ao Lie held the bowl, with a ring of rice paste stuck to his mouth.

Lu Wanfeng smiled lightly: "Really, then I have to taste it well."

The kitchen is next to it, Lian Jing quickly brought the porridge, and said shyly: "There are no delicacies from the sea and mountains in the desert, and I will preserve some of the vegetables I buy on weekdays in order to preserve them... The craftsmanship is not very good, the young master will just eat it. "

"Thank you," Lu Wanfeng took it in his hand, and in the center of the white porridge noodles in the crude earthenware bowl, a group of oily pickle leaves were pressed, and a few bright red chili oil flowers floated, topped with a few diced shallots that were cut to the same size , The fragrance is overflowing and mouth-watering. He put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and sighed, "It smells so good."

Lian Jing blushed immediately, bowed his head and said, "Yes, is it..."

Lu Wanfeng took a sip, and as expected, his feet were so hot that Ao Lie was also hot. They shouted hot together, and they even stuck out their tongues in the same way. laugh.

When Lu Wanfeng realized this, he couldn't help but lower his head and chuckle.

The three of them enjoyed their breakfast happily until Zijian came back from outside angrily, cursing and swearing, and when he saw sitting in the yard, he pursed his lips and stopped, hesitant to speak.

Lian Jing greeted, "Ah Sheng, have you eaten yet?"

"Don't eat, don't eat." Zi Jiansheng waved his hands, pacing back and forth, very irritable.

Seeing this, Lu Wanfeng put down the empty bowl, stood up and walked into the house: "I'm full, I'll go back and have a rest."

"Oh... oh, okay." Lian Jing nodded slowly.

After he entered the room and closed the door, Zi Jiansheng scratched his hair, and finally said after holding back for a long time: "The man outside the valley is dying soon."

Lian Jing shook his hands, subconsciously looked at the closed room, and looked at Mojun who was eating a new bowl, he was so nervous that he stuttered: "He, he hasn't left yet?"

Zi Jiansheng sighed and said, "I have persisted for more than a month. I really admire him. To be honest, I admire him very much, but the people of the Xuan clan must not find out that bringing the young master in is already an exception."

Lian Jing stopped clearing the bowl, worried: "Then what, what should I do?"

Zi Jiansheng had a headache and frowned, and he had his own contest in his heart, "He plays the piano and uses the sword. Anyway, his spiritual power is almost exhausted, so let him die. Although he is a good seedling, he can't kill his clansmen just because of him." exposed."

"No, no!" Lian Jing seldom said loudly, then lowered his voice carefully and apologetically, disapproving, "He is the young master's friend, if he died, the young master would be very sad! Besides, he was killed for the sake of the young master." The Xuan clan is wanted one by one, so it should not be counted as a member of the Xuan clan."

Zi Jiansheng's hair was almost bald from scratching, he couldn't figure out what to do, and said angrily: "Then what do you say, anyway, I don't agree to let him in!"

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, one Shen and one Lang, and Lian Jing saw that on one side was the demon king who had just swallowed his porridge and opened his eyes wide, and on the other side was the angry young master who had clearly entered the house.

He wrapped his hands up and said in a low voice, "I...I agree too..."

Zi Jiansheng: "..."

"Agree, agree, agree to everything!" Ao Lie grinned and kept talking.

Lian Jing looked back and forth, and then helped Mo Jun to sit back, "...Ah Lie, there is still some porridge left, let's sit down and finish the task of eating first."

"Uh-huh."

The troublemaker was dealt with here, and the difficult young master was left over there, Zi Jiansheng gritted his teeth and stared, holding his chest in silence.

Lu Wanfeng realized that there was a secret when Zi Jiansheng hesitated to speak, but he obviously didn't want to let himself know, it must have something to do with him, he was forced to stay here, what he didn't know, what he wanted to know was too much. If there are too many, if you can’t listen clearly, then come secretly.

Pretending to avoid it wisely, but actually sticking to the door to listen to the conversation outside, the two lowered their voices, it was difficult to hear clearly, but after a few words, he guessed that the person outside was Qin Chuhan, and he had already been blocked in the It's been more than a month outside!

It turned out that the knocking sound heard every night was his "knocking on the door" over and over again!

Lu Wanfeng couldn't bear the excitement, he came to me!He is coming for me!

Then he felt sad. This valley hides from the world and lives in seclusion, and the desert outside is vast. How can there be shelter from the wind and rain?Qin Chuhan stayed in such a harsh environment for more than a month, and now his spiritual power is exhausted, even if he is dying, he will not leave!

And the wanted list...

Hearing the news, he couldn't wait no matter what, he opened the door and yelled, and said anxiously but firmly: "If you don't let him in, then I'll go out and look for him, and no one can stop me."

Zijian was furious: "Are you threatening us?"

Lu Wanfeng looked at him firmly, yes, if you really worship my father as a god, then you will definitely not let me die with cold poison.

Wide-eyed and small-eyed, Lu Wanfeng tried his best not to lose to this young man in the aura field, and it took Zi Jiansheng a long time before he compromised angrily, "Okay, okay, I'll take him in." valley."

Lu Wanfeng immediately said, "I'm going too."

"You!" Almost yelling, seeing his unflinching eyes, Zi Jiansheng swallowed the words back, but did not compromise, "The entrance is at a high place, and you need to practice hard work to go up. You have cold poison, Just wait here."

A line of sky, no ladders, no stacks, in and out all rely on two dexterous and powerful legs to fly up, Lu Wanfeng knows that the goal has been achieved, even if he is anxious, he no longer entangles, nods in agreement.

When Zi Jiansheng came back with his qin and sword, he was followed by a tall, thin man whom he had seen in front of the door a few days ago, and behind him was Qin Chuhan, whose hands and feet were limp and motionless.

Lu Wanfeng, who had been waiting for a long time, ran forward quickly regardless of dissuasion, and took the man from the man's back.

The person in his arms was dying, weaker than an ordinary person without spiritual power, his clothes, which were always spotless, were already full of dirt, and the white jade hair crown that had been used for many years fell out of nowhere. Scattered and scattered, the former star eyes can't find any starlight now, it is dark and silent, only whispers in the mouth.

Leaning your ears, you can hear the barely audible "six children" repeated thousands of times.

Tears welled up, Lu Wanfeng cupped his face and shouted anxiously, "Chuhan, Chuhan, I'm here, wake up, wake up!"

At that moment, Qin Chuhan's whole body trembled, his slack pupils moved, the light in his pupils gradually gathered into clusters, he grabbed the clothes of the person in front of him, opened his mouth, his dry throat could only emit a weak sound of breath.

"I found you……"

Before the coda ended, the next moment, the person had already closed his eyes.

"Early cold!"

So Qin Chuhan became the second visitor in the valley.

Spiritual power is a pole to measure the level of each practitioner's cultivation. It comes from the Yuan Dan in the body. When the consumption exceeds the output of spiritual power, the supply will exceed the demand, and the spiritual power will be exhausted. When the loss reaches a certain level, the Yuan Dan will be affected. damaged, it will take longer to recover.

Qin Chuhan spent more than a month, and finally gradually used up his spiritual power in the process of constantly meditating to adjust his breath and trying to break through the barrier.

After entering the valley, he only woke up for a moment when he saw Lu Wanfeng, and then passed out.

The place where they live is not a big house, there are not many rooms, so Lu Wanfeng carried them into his own room, Zi Jiansheng only took a second look at them, was still angry, turned and left.

After taking care of Qin Chuhan non-stop for a day, not only did his Yuan Dan improve, but he even developed a low-grade fever at night.

There was really no other way, so Lu Wanfeng had no choice but to ask Zi Jiansheng for help.

This fellow was calling the pulse of his own demon king, and he didn't give him a good face: "Either find someone to send him spiritual power, or honestly spend time recuperating."

Lu Wanfeng immediately said, "Then I'll teach him the exercises."

"Hey! Wait!" Zi Jiansheng immediately stopped him, and his complexion became even worse. "You haven't cleaned up the poison yet, so you want to practice martial arts? Do you want to die faster?"

Lu Wanfeng stopped his feet and looked back at him with a smile.

Zi Jiansheng rolled his eyes, "It's useless to look at me, I don't have any Yuandan spiritual power."

I thought he was joking, but Ao Lie also nodded, and said without any hesitation: "He and I don't have Yuandan, and we can't practice Taoism, so we cultivated demons, while Lian Jing has never practiced, he is an ordinary person."

Everyone is born with their own inner alchemy. If it is not born with a defect, it is lost the day after tomorrow. Without the inner alchemy, it is impossible to practice, nor can it be cultivated into Yuandan; It is a technique of longitudinal control, which relies on competition to absorb and build magic power.

When he was awake, the demon king regained the domineering aura of commanding the demons. Even though there was a loving gaze between his brows, Lu Wanfeng couldn't help but get goosebumps, but he didn't doubt the truth of his words at all.

"Even if we have spiritual power, aren't you afraid that he will be infected with demon energy?"

Zi Jiansheng's words hit the point, and Lu Wanfeng had to admit that what he said was right. If that was the case, then all he had to do was wait.

Lian Jing, who had a low sense of presence next to him, said: "Ah Sheng can make him some soup to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the yuan, which should help his recovery, but he doesn't have one at home. A trader will come to the valley tomorrow. I will go there then." Buy some back."

Lian Jing came to knock on the door the next day, and said a little embarrassedly: "The merchant comes once a month and has a lot of things to buy. A Sheng has something to do today and he won't be back in a while. Could you please come with me?"

Lu Wanfeng looked back at Qin Chuhan who was still in a coma, and nodded.