The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 51
Slowly enter the meridians and help him sort out the chaotic energy in his body.

As soon as Leng Wuyou's spiritual power entered, he was almost out of control by those riotous spiritual power.

"Damn, this guy is too strong." Leng Wuyou's face turned pale, the riot in this person's body was too powerful and overbearing, and he even wanted to assimilate her spiritual power.

"Humph." With a cold snort, the cold and worry-colored eyes floated darkly, his face was as cold as frost, and the spiritual power input of his subordinates suddenly intensified, "If you want to devour my spiritual power, then see who devours who. ?"

A dark black light that exudes the aura of darkness entered Jun Moyuan's body from Leng Wuyou's fingertips.

As time went by, the powerful force in Jun Moyuan's body started to be swallowed up, then was swallowed up, and then an unknown force joined in, and this riot started. After retreating, Leng Wuyou also took the opportunity to help this person sort out these disordered spiritual powers.

The night was cold as water, and the rustling breeze was blowing, and the thick bloody smell attracted a lot of monsters. blood.

The Dark Night Forest is a dangerous place. There are no one hundred or fifty people who die in one day. Now that a few bones have been added, no one will care.

According to Leng Wuyou's thinking, these people are not dead in vain. After all, the meat is fed to the monsters, and the bones are turned into spring mud to protect the flowers!
Dead people in black: You can go to such a special care flower, we don't want to fall dead at all!
Leng Wuyou put away her spiritual power and her face was pale. Although her dark spiritual source devoured a lot of spiritual power in Jun Moyuan before, so that she was lucky enough to break through to the first rank of Tianling, but she did not stop for three consecutive hours. He was trying to sort out the spiritual power for a person who didn't know how much stronger he was, and Leng Wuyou's spirit was a little too fast to support. Fortunately, Leng Wuyou managed to sort out the disordered spiritual power for him at the last moment.

When she was just combing her spiritual power, Leng Wuyou obviously found that there was something wrong with this person's body, especially in the chest. Whenever her spiritual power touched, this person would groan in pain, and her face was full of pain. It will also be like golden paper, like a dying person.

Although curious, she still avoided the position of this man's chest in a measured manner.

After all, she doesn't know what the situation is, if she accidentally kills her, who is it?Besides, she didn't want the person she rescued so hard to die like this. She didn't want to repay this person, well, she just wanted, who made her short of money!
Short of money!Are you kidding me, eldest sister, who is the owner of the sky-high price elixir sold at the auction?who is it?Who is who?
In this world, the most wealthy person is you, an alchemist. If you have no money, how can you let the rich people in this world suffer!
The sky was getting brighter, the fish maw white on the horizon turned red, and the fiery red glow reflected half of the sky.

Leng Wuyou woke up from the meditation, and her expression was still a little tired. Her consciousness was fine, but the feeling of exhaustion was really uncomfortable, and she didn't have time to meditate for an hour.

He let out a breath of dirty air, pressed the throbbing temple, glanced at someone who was still in a drowsiness, Leng Wuyou didn't care, got up and walked out of the hole, took a deep breath of fresh air, and didn't feel so tired. Now, I started the formation at the entrance of the cave again, and chose a direction to go out hunting.

When Leng Wuyou came back with the two long-haired rabbits, he found that the guy was still awake, so he couldn't help but curled his lips secretly, with some disgust in his dark eyes, and muttered softly, "I can really sleep, like a pig."

It seemed that she forgot that Jun Moyuan was not sleeping, but fainted.

Leng Wuyou is expressionless, is there a difference?

Well, it seems, probably, not at all!

The pig-like Jun Moyuan: There is a difference, one is passive and the other is active.

Leng Wuyou: Oh, not all of them are asleep, what's the difference?

Jun Moyuan:  …

I'm afraid the air is suddenly quiet!
When Jun Moyuan woke up, what he saw was the boy who was roasting the rabbit meat. The sunlight came in from the hole and just fell on the boy's face. The boy squinted, his eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled slightly. There was not a single pore on his face, only the tiny fluff was reflected in gold, and the black robe was neatly worn on his body. The young man was still expressionless, but for some reason he could feel the moment. The teenager is lazy, like a civet cat basking in the sun, very cute.

The word cute is a bit strange when used for a boy, but if it is her, he thinks it is very appropriate, and besides, she is not a real boy.

From the first time he saw her, Jun Moyuan had already seen the magic device on her wrist, and through the magic device he could see the real appearance of the little girl, very beautiful, twice as beautiful as her men's clothes .

At first I was just curious, how did a little girl dress up as a man to live since she was a child, and she has been paying attention since then, and so did he. He became interested in a little girl who didn't reach her age. It was really impulsive, but it felt good.

Originally, he thought that it would be good if he could be included in the Thirty-Three Halls, but now, he seems to have other thoughts!
Inexplicably thinking of the "fiancee" who had broken the engagement with the little girl, Jun Moyuan's eyelids drooped, covering the dull light in his eyes.

　The "moment" and "sleep" tea have been changed, thanks to her daughter Jingshu Xiaocute, the refill
　　
　
(End of this chapter)