The waste bird throws down the gods

Chapter 85 Since you think I will be cold, warm me up.

As time passed, Feng Huang gradually forgot that he was the Empress of the Nine Heavens, and thought that he was just an ordinary peasant girl.

Take your time.

Maybe this is God's pity.

Only then will I have the opportunity to relive my life again.This time she is healthy, beautiful, and alive, but Feng Jiuniang is thin, sick, and often comatose, unable to go out to meet people. Most of the time, the breeze, the moon, the fragrance of flowers, and the singing of insects belong to her, not to the poor Feng who has never seen the sun. Jiu Niang.Fenghuang often sympathizes with Feng Jiuniang and feels sorry for her, but sometimes he can't help but feel the pleasure of revenge. Yes, she feels happy just because she thinks she is a happier existence than Feng Jiuniang.

She is happy, but why does she feel happy?she thinks.Probably because although the parents love Feng Jiuniang very much, they have deeper expectations for Fenghuang.

"I see. Since you are sick, stay in the house well and don't come out if you have nothing to do."

Feng Huang said coldly.

Feng Jiuniang was very happy that her sister finally paid attention to her. "I know my sister, I'll go back to the house right away, thank you for caring about me."

Fenghuang was wandering outside the house, going up the mountain to hunt for prey or pick some wild fruits.

Or play in the mountain spring water.She was hiding in a bush when she suddenly heard a commotion.Through the bushes, I found that someone was fighting. As a weak mortal, I definitely could not participate in this kind of struggle. I heard the master said that although mortals are very weak, there are many fights, especially killings. Wave after wave.Now it can be regarded as a real insight.

Fenghuang saw a man in a white robe and a mask, fighting with dozens of men in black.

The man in black had sharp blades tied to his hands and feet. Although the young man in white was skilled in martial arts, he was obviously no match for him. From this, it could be seen that his body had been scratched and his flesh was mottled.

In the past, Fenghuang also liked to watch people fight, especially the bloody ones, because it had nothing to do with him. Who wouldn't watch a movie?But at this moment, I can only cover my mouth and cannot applaud.After the man in white killed more than 30 men in black, he stepped on the branches and left.

Feng Huangcai went on to play in the mountain spring again.Anyway, this little day is very happy.

Feng Jiuniang had been embroidering in the house all the time. Because of her poor health, her parents did not allow her to leave the gate of Feng's house, so she could only use a wheelchair to rock in the yard. She hadn't seen the big world yet, but Hua After embroidering, I was in a daze for a while.

I heard a thud in the vegetable garden behind me.

Feeling strange in my heart, I thought that I can usually push the wheelchair out by myself, so I stretched out my callused hands, pushed the wheelchair out of the house, and went to the vegetable garden behind, which was in a slanted area. On the hillside, there was also a large piece of vetch grass planted in it. It was said that the vetch grass would help her sleep peacefully, so the family planted such a piece.There was no change in the vegetable garden, only the half acre of vetch grass was shaking.So she decided to get out of the wheelchair, but the wheelchair stopped and no one helped her.

He fell heavily to the ground. "Oh." She felt a lot of pain, but she still climbed up quickly. She climbed up from the grass next to the vegetable garden, and her fingers and the white lotus root with sleeves exposed were scratched by thorns and gravel. After breaking, she finally climbed up to the place where the vetch grass was.

She burrowed into the grass and lay down weakly, only to see the blood-clothed boy with his mask thrown aside, his pale face was unreasonably similar to her own situation.

Just now, she picked the herbs along the way and put them in her arms, and she was about to untie his clothes with trembling hands.

He frowned, and opened a pair of star-like eyes in the next moment, all of them were bright. "Who are you?"

His open eyes are so beautiful.

"How do you look so good-looking?"

The girl who was clearly scratched and had a few streaks of blood on her face smiled brighter than the sun.

"Who are you?" He looked at the girl lying on top of him vigilantly. If he hadn't lost all strength, he would have killed the girl.

"You are injured, I want to save you." She said grinningly, and then chewed the herb in her mouth.

He had no strength, so he could only see the little pervert in front of him take off his clothes bit by bit, but there was no desire in those pure eyes.

As if there was some thunder and lightning, it made him tremble all of a sudden.

"Is it cold? I'll cover it for you." After she finished taking off his clothes and said this, a crack appeared on his Leng Bangbang face. "go away."

"I want to save you." She blinked her innocent childlike eyes.

She absolutely didn't know that it was too close and ambiguous for a boy like this?

The white-clothed boy watched her spit out medicinal herbs and rubbed them on many wounds on his body, and made him turn over, and said angrily if he couldn't turn over. "Why are you so heavy, turn over quickly."

"Did you know that I would never leave my back to a stranger?"

The boy suddenly said such a sentence.

"Why do you call it unfamiliar?"

She lay on top of him and breathed into his ear.A blush appeared from around his ears.

He had no choice but to give her a little strength silently.As a result, Feng Jiuniang used too much strength, and then threw herself on his back, gently touching his neck with her lips, he was a little silent, but her fingers clenched into a fist.

She was a little shy, but found that his back was extremely smooth, without any scars at all. He really never gave his back to others, so he rolled back with confidence, feeling a little tired.She sat up, but her legs hurt, and then fell down again, and he stretched out his arms and she fell into his arms.

"Thank you." He said indifferently.

"You're welcome, but me, hey." She didn't finish her sentence.

Then I heard a woman calling. "Feng Jiuniang." "Jiuniang." "Jiuniang."

The girl got up in fright, flustered and threw him down again, her eyes met, and he raised a slight arc, thinking it was a little funny.She climbed down in a hurry.But this is a slope, it is very inconvenient to go down.

Only then did he realize that there was something wrong with her legs and feet.

He found that he had recovered a little after practicing Qigong and breath adjustment, took her hand, hugged her and flew down, put her on the wheelchair, then wiped the dirt on her face, and put grass on her hair. Take it off, then turn over and return to the vetch grass.

So she hurriedly pushed the wheelchair back.

　Little deer, I will persevere! .Thank you little fairy.little gold.Thank you to my favorite Xiaoyue Yunyun, "A String of Bodhisattvas" written by her is really beautiful.

　　
　
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