The 787th Chapter Spring Pancakes (1)
On the other side, Feng Qingyin also returned to her residence. Seeing that it brought a bunch of bottles and jars and put them on the wall one by one, the companion couldn't help wondering: "What is this?" It seemed to have no aura at all.
"Bought it from a human race." Feng Qingyin said while arranging things, "I met a very interesting human race." Even Wen Xuan, a human race, didn't know about it.
"The human race is the most interesting to eat." The companion gritted his teeth, "The inner alchemy of the human race is even more tonic. It's a pity that you don't let us do it, otherwise even if it is sneaky, I can still eat to my full."
Feng Qingyin picked up a fan and tapped it on the head, "You better not think about such things. If you want to eat, I can give you Yulu. In short, you can't be rude here."
The companion bared his teeth, "What do you want to be so polite to the human race. I know you like to be close to the human race, but you can't let other people of the same race know this. No matter how you are, you are a monster. As long as you are a monster, you are incompatible with the human race. Unless you have enough strength, you should hide it first."
It is also worrying. Who would have thought that Prince Ming's direct disciple would have such a temperament.
Feng Qingyin swept her hand over a jade bottle, her expression returned to her previous cold and arrogant expression, "I know." But, she couldn't help it.
It knows that some people in the human race are innocent and lovely, while others are sinister and cunning. But when I think of the history of the human race I have seen before, and know those sages and capable people, I can't help but admire them.
In its mind, human beings, like all things, are the primates of heaven and earth. Good and bad only belong to the individual, not to the group. Getting close to the human race is almost like getting close to other monsters. It's just that the splendid history of the human race is more attractive to it, but it's a pity that these can't be shared with outsiders.
It still needs to be strong enough. When it is strong enough, no one dares to restrain it.
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the second day.
Shi Yu saw the monster from yesterday again.
"See you again." He stood at the door of the Spirit Medicine Hall, opened his mouth, his aloof temperament was completely shattered, "It's really a destiny."
Shiyu hehe, they have all come to her shop door, can it be fate?
After nibbling the melon seeds in her mouth, she said, "What do you want to buy today?"
Looking past her hand, Feng Qingyin said: "I need purified precious medicine."
"Understood." Said,
Shi Yu called into the room, "Xiao Liu, come to pick up the guests."
"Okay." Suddenly a dark and thin man trotted over, "Guest, please come inside. Just tell me what you want to buy, and you will be satisfied."
Feng Qingyin froze for a moment, then looked at Shiyu.
Shi Yuxin had a feeling, and said, "Oh, because I was talking nonsense yesterday, I was fined to watch the gate today."
Feng Qingyin pursed her lips and smiled again, her phoenix eyes were curved, and the corners of her eyes were a little raised, under the sun, there was a hint of warmth.
"Then I'll go in."
"Go, let's go." Shi Yu thought to himself, why are the children nowadays more watery than the other, "It's really unreasonable."
"What's unreasonable?" Someone asked from the side.
"Of course it's unreasonable to be good-looking..." Wait, who is asking?
Shi Yu looked sideways, and found that Wen Heng was standing a step away from her at some point, looking at her, which made her feel like she was caught peeking at the handsome man and was caught on the spot.
"Why are you here?" But that feeling was also fleeting, and it was more of a surprise.
"You think I want to come?" Wen Heng hooked his long legs, hooked the chair next to Shi Yu, and sat down by himself. The two of them sat there side by side with a table in front of them, which seemed weird no matter how they looked.
Shi Yu felt that something was wrong with him, and looked at his hand subconsciously, but saw that the cracks and mottled spots on his hand seemed to be a little more serious.
"Can I see it?" she asked.
Wen Heng glanced at her, "You will get hurt."
"I'll try to be more careful." Shi Yu always felt that this should be Wen Heng's injury, and became more and more curious.
Wen Heng thought for a moment, then raised his hand.
The table was of ebony wood, covered with a shiny varnish. Putting Wen Heng's hand on it, it looked like it was made of pieces of broken jade, with an indescribably broken beauty.
Shi Yu stretched out her hand to touch the crack, but before she got close, her finger felt a sharp pain, and when she looked again, the finger was cut off. Fortunately, her physical body is special, and another one grew out quickly.
"Oh, it's interesting." Wen Heng saw this scene, quite interested, "Can it grow infinitely?"
"I don't know, maybe I can." Shi Yu didn't dare to touch him again. The crack looks ordinary, but when you get close, you can feel a destructive force. With her cultivation base, she didn't resist at all. Fortunately, what stretched out was a hand. If it was a head, the head would probably fly away at this moment.
"Let me see your hand."
"Oh." Shi Yu put it obediently in front of him, and Wen Heng touched her palm with the other hand, "So cold?"
"It's made of wood, it's normal to have no temperature." Shi Yu's face was a little hot.
"Hey, it's warm now."
"..."
"Will it hurt?" Wen Heng asked again, holding her hand, as if looking at something novel.
"It's not made of iron. Lingzhi will also feel it, and there will definitely be pain." The part of the cold hand held by him was infinitely magnified by the warmth, making her feel that this hand was not her own.
She was a little shy, and she didn't know how many pairs of eyes were looking at them. In broad daylight, doing such an intimate act, I always feel hot in the face.
"Are you shy?" Wen Heng asked suddenly.
"In the eyes of outsiders, you are teasing me."
Wen Heng: "...I overstepped it." After speaking, he took his hand back.
The warmth that made her face warm was gone, and Shi Yu quickly adjusted her mood.
It was as if Wen Heng was just looking at something just now, and he only touched her hand with his fingertips, and he didn't behave in the slightest irregularly. But she was too coy. It's fine if you don't like him, and it will be natural if you don't like what he does.
"Actually, you don't have to worry about it. It's just an outsider's opinion." As if it would be awkward to continue this topic, Shiyu had no choice but to change the topic and said, "Did you come here because your injury was serious again? I'm really sorry, I don't know you Still waiting."
She felt that the wine that Wen Heng asked her to brew should be to heal his wounds.
"It's okay, you can wait a little longer." For the first time in his life, Wen Heng felt that God was playing tricks on him.
It was nothing before, but as soon as Shi Yu left for too long, the power of fate on his body suddenly increased. As soon as he got close to Shi Yu, the force of fate subsided.
Do you want him to follow behind this woman all his life? What a joke!
At this moment, Feng Qingyin from inside came out. When he saw Wen Heng, there was a flash of amazement in his eyes, but he restrained himself and returned to courtesy. He did not go beyond and continued to look at this extremely outstanding human race, but said to Shi Yu next to him: "I have a few books about Wen Heng. Do you want to read Senior Xuan's biography?"
Wen Xuan?
Shi Yu was shocked, but Wen Heng looked over.