Crematorium for all staff, and the fairy cultivator will quit with her

When Su Furong woke up, the sky was bright outside, the windows were closed, she saw light green veil hanging above her head, and she sat up, only feeling a tearing pain in her body.

There was a smell of medicine in the room, and a pot of hot tea was smoking on the side table.

She lowered her head, the beautiful boy's long eyelashes were closed, his pale fingers were slightly curled up, and he dozed off with his head propped up, looking haggard to the naked eye.

The little phoenix, wearing a furry scarf, napped on Cheng Xinghui's shoulder.

The door was pushed open, and a man dressed in green came in with a bowl of medicine in his hand.

Su Furong stared blankly at the people who came in, feeling overwhelming pain in her heart, she couldn't breathe under the pressure.

There was a sense of compassion on the man in Tsing Yi, and a pair of light gray eyes fell on Su Furong, showing no sadness or joy.

Cheng Xinghui opened his eyes and saw a different emotion in Su Furong's usually indifferent eyes.

"Senior Sister Afu."

This sentence brought Su Furong back to her senses, she withdrew her eyes and looked down at him, Cheng Xinghui seemed to have been watching for a long time, Su Furong saw the stiffness of his limbs after he stood up.

"What time is it now?"

"Senior Sister, you suffered internal injuries and forcibly mobilized your body's spiritual power many times, resulting in the exhaustion of the spiritual veins in your body. You have been in a coma for seven days."'
Cheng Xinghui explained softly, took the medicine in Song Jiusi's hand, blew it, and said slowly,

"The phoenix is ​​an ancient divine beast. I was afraid of being coveted by others, so I didn't tell your fairy sect your whereabouts. I was afraid that the news would leak out. However, I sent a letter to Senior Brother Liu yesterday to report his safety. They should arrive soon."

Little Phoenix heard that he was an ancient beast, woke up from a doze, raised his head, and spoke with pride.

"That's not true. I am the most honorable Lord Divine Phoenix. There are so many people out there vying for me. Unlike you, a woman who doesn't know what to do."

She snorted, and wanted to comb her hair, but realized that she had no hair, and angrily kicked Kunpeng who was sleeping beside her.

Little Kunpeng groaned, then changed direction and continued to sleep.

"Idiot, idiot." Little Phoenix was furious.

"It's fine when you wake up. You have injuries on your body. I have sealed your cultivation. Do not use spiritual power in the near future."

The man's voice was clear and shallow, like flowing water from a clear spring in the mountains. Su Furong didn't look at him, and just said, "Thank you."

She suppressed the turbulent thoughts in her heart, raised her eyes, and met Song Jiusi's eyes. His eyes were extremely light in color, and his whole body was as gentle as a piece of warm jade, with a touch of alienation, separating people thousands of miles away. , with divine compassion.

But Su Furong knew that a person like him in the sky would later become Yu Qingqing's servant, falling from the altar for her.

At that time, she thought that Song Jiusi was someone who could save her, but after all, she was wrong, and no one could save her.

Cheng Xinghui keenly sensed that Su Furong's mood was not right, he hurriedly stood up, stood in front of Su Furong, pursed his lips, and unconsciously put a little defense in his eyes.

"Doctor Song, Senior Sister Afu just woke up, let's let her rest first."

Song Jiusi withdrew his gaze, looked at the young man in front of him, and said in a gentle tone, "You also have to remember to take your medicine and rest well, you are already weak, and now you are close to death when you come back."

"My body has always been like this, I will protect myself, thank you Doctor Song."

They talked and seemed to know each other well.

Su Furong suddenly remembered that today seemed to be the second day of the competition, she frowned, not worried, she was a fan of Jiang Hanyi's strength.

The door was closed, and Cheng Xinghui held up the medicine in his hand to Su Furong.

With sincere eyes, he quietly looked at Su Furong.

Su Furong didn't drink his medicine, took it from his hand, frowned and sighed.

It's on the shelves. I don't know if there are any friends to follow up. Today is very tired, and the update is a bit short. I will make up tomorrow. Good night~