When I was studying art in Kunlun County, the rules on the mountain were very strict.
If it's not too late, you have to get up and attend morning classes; if it's too late, you have to put out the tung oil lamp and take a rest.
Because I am closer to my senior brother, when the master comes out of the mountain, I can occasionally miss a few classes under his nose, lie down for an extra hour, and sleep until the end of the hour.
But at most it is the end of time.
This habit has been cultivated over the years, and even though I have been a disciple for 70,000 years, I still carry it with me.
Even if people are lazy in winter, they still can't lie down in bed once it passes.
So, even though I had a great time going to the Da Ziming Palace yesterday and had some injuries all over my body, my arms and legs ached and my heart felt cold, but when the time came, I still woke up.
Seeing that I was lying on the large carved bed in my own room in the fox hole, I felt a little relieved.
Yesterday, unfortunately, I fell asleep and didn't see Ye Hua escape with Mo Yuan Tuanzi and the three of me alive, but given his cultivation level, it shouldn't be difficult to do this.
Mi Gu has always been smart, and he thought he had carried Mo Yuan's immortal body back to Yanhua Cave.
But I don't know if the position he placed in it is the position in which Mo Yuan always falls asleep.
I was not at ease, so I lifted up the quilt and got up to take a look.
As soon as I moved, I was holding the wound on my chest, which made me gasp in pain.
Hearing my cold breath, I was slightly moved by something next to me.
I lowered my eyes to take a closer look, but suddenly I met a steaming gaze.
The owner of this gaze was lying on the edge of my bed, looking at me with sadness, meekness and joy.
I was stunned for a moment.
I was stunned for some reason.
According to the playbooks I read in the mortal world, if a scholar is attacked by a bandit on his way and draws his sword to save a passing knight, when the scholar wakes up from his false alarm, it will be this young and talented actor who appears on the stage.
As a benefactor and a chivalrous man, there is no way any playbook would make a sideshow at such a critical juncture.
My current situation is like that of a scholar who has been robbed.
It should have been a good time for the heroic Ye Hua to appear, but instead an unrelated person came up.
That's why I was so stunned.
The walk-on brother looked at me intently for a while and said softly: "You, how do you feel now?"
I cautiously moved inside and said, "After a good sleep, I'm almost feeling better."
It is true that I am a god.
Although this immortal body has been polished by disasters of all sizes, and the normal injuries are much better than those of ordinary people, it is not so smooth.
I told this lie because the man in front of me has always been at odds with me.
If I show weakness in front of him, and he takes advantage of my serious injury to secretly attack me with a poisonous hand that is neither serious nor serious, I will be really in trouble.
My relationship with this dear friend can be traced back to the time when Zheyan gave his fourth brother Bifangniao a mount.
The Bi Fang that Zheyan hunted back from Xishan was the well-dressed man in front of me at this moment.
When Bi Fangjiang became the fourth brother's mount, we got along very well.
He even carried me alone to Shili Peach Grove to eat peaches and beg for wine several times.
Later, for some unknown reason, he no longer wanted to carry me.
Fortunately, Qian'er finally gave me a clue of the reason after eight hundred years.
It was probably because he liked Fengjiu, but Fengjiu always stayed with me, so he had some resentment towards me.
His jealousy was unreasonable because he was drunk, and I was not as knowledgeable as him, but he was very serious, as if he had to argue with me twice a day to survive.
So after he ran away, I secretly rejoiced for several days.
The window was wide open, and although the light was not strong, my eyes were not good enough and it stung a little from the shaking.
Bi Fang hurriedly came over and said, "How about I close the window sash?"
I was startled by his rare humility and humility, and let out a snort.
He closed the window and came back, tucked me in under the quilt, leaned against the bed for a while, and then asked me affectionately if I wanted to drink water.
Even Migu can't do it so thoughtfully and meticulously.
I was actually quite thirsty, but what Bifang did made me have a question in my mind.
When he poured the tea thoughtfully, I suddenly felt blessed.
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I smiled sullenly and said: "Fourth brother, you are the fourth brother.
Because I had just had a fight and my magic power was weak and I didn't know the art of transformation, so I pretended to be a Bifang to play tricks on me.
Hehe, there was no difference in my appearance."
Yes, but my temper is so different.
You didn’t see how Bi Fang used to describe me as lukewarm and indifferent.”
The shadow pouring tea paused.
He turned his head, with a complicated look on his face, and said: "I haven't made any changes.
The truth is, Bifang, the God and His Highness went to the West Sea to do business.
I was bored staying alone in the peach forest, so I came back to take a look. you."
I was stunned, my lips trembled several times, and I broke into a smile: "Haha, you feathered birds have always been a bit cold-tempered, so naturally you are different from us animals.
Haha, that's what I said, don't worry about it.
Don’t worry about it in your heart.”
There wasn't much emotion or anger on his face, so he brought some tea and helped me take a few sips.
After looking at me in silence for a long time, he suddenly said: "If I had been by your side at that time, I would not have let them hurt you in the slightest even with all my cultivation."
I murmured: "Did they all come out of a fox's hole?
That's natural, that's natural.
Bifang, if you ask someone to fight someday, I want to help you."
Then I thought about what he said: " "I have worked hard to cultivate myself", and my "helping and cheering" naturally fell behind.
Then he coughed and added: "Even if he is beaten to ashes."
I felt that the verbal favor was greater than him, and I felt a little relieved.
Verbal favors are just a matter of opening your mouth.
It's very easy.
You say something and I say something.
Even if the words don't contain any sincerity, they always sound useful.
However, Bifang didn't seem to be that impressed.
He stared at me with one eye.
Although he stared, it was very different from usual, and he stared with a bit of resentment.
I shivered.
He leaned forward and said, "Qianqian, how long can you keep pretending to be stupid?
You know that I have been yearning for you since I came to Qingqiu, but you want to say these words to make me angry."
I'm stupid.
Mom, people say that feathered birds are the most loyal.
If they are not emotional, they will be loyal.
Once they are emotional, they will remain loyal until death.
If you yearn for someone, you will definitely yearn for that person until you grow old and die.
Bi Fang already longed for my niece.
According to their tradition of feathered birds, he should continue to long for me forever.
But when, when did he fall in love with me again?
He continued: "Because you have a marriage contract with the prince of the Tian clan, I had no choice but to hide my sincerity.
But this time, this time you suffered such a disaster, he could not protect your safety at all.
I heard that he There is also a concubine in the palace.
I have been away for so many days, and my plan is very clear.
He is such a romantic man, and I don’t know if he can treat you wholeheartedly.
How can I trust you and leave you to him?
" Before he could finish his words, the door opened with a click.
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Ye Hua stood at the door with a livid face, a bowl of steaming soup in his hand.
Even in my daze, I could still sigh with emotion.
The story about repaying a favor suddenly turned into a story about love and romance.
This play was really an unconventional play
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