Adorable Fox Wife

"Xiaoyan, my blood is different from other people, only with my blood can it work!" Yunhe smiles.

"Brother, is your blood spiritual?" Zhao Yingyan asked curiously.

"You can say that, don't tell anyone else about it! It's my brother's secret. " Yunhe River: "if people know that your brother's blood is spiritual blood, then everyone will take him as a medicine man for blood supply. At that time, the blood will be squeezed by bad people every day until all the blood is squeezed out!"

Zhao Yingyan's face was blue with fear.

What he was most afraid of was the loss of Yunhe. He could not bear to suffer any damage to Yunhe.

"Brother, you are not a medicine man, you are a man! I'm not going to say it! " Zhao Yingyan hastily guaranteed.

Yunhe nodded.

He believes in Zhao Yingyan.

Even if he lost his memory, he was still focused on himself. I won't tell you anything about yourself.

Yunhe said in a soft voice: "also, Xiaoyan, you don't have to carry water for the time being. Put down the pole

"Why, brother? Ah Zhuang asked us to water the flowers with 100 barrels of water! If there is a bucket missing, he will wake up and scold us Zhao Yingyan said anxiously.

Yunhe pointed to the flower mud under his feet and said to Zhao Yingyan, "look, Xiaoyan, these soil are full of water, and there is no water shortage at all. A Zhuang saw that the spirit flower was about to wither. He thought that the root of the spirit flower could not absorb water, so he asked us to water it desperately. In fact, these flowers have been saved by me. Unlike ordinary plants, they are spiritual. Now, even if they don't water them, they can take the initiative to extend their roots to where there is water. Their leaves can also directly absorb the moisture in the air

If you can use the divine power and scan with the mind, you can see that under the attraction of the root system of the holy flower, the water in the distant stream and river is slowly infiltrating towards the holy flower field and converging into a dark river under the field.

The whole Linghua field grows on the dark river with a loose soil layer in the middle.

Of course, with Zhao Yingyan's current state, he can not understand or imagine.

Yunhe explained that, and he listened.

Anyway, in his heart, brother is the most intelligent person in the world, and he is right about what he says.

Yunhe can't use the spirit sense to observe the dark river, but his nose is very smart. He can smell it. There is a smell of water under the Linghua field.

Therefore, he would tell Zhao Yingyan that there was no need to pour it.

That's it. When the sun goes down, a cool wind with warm wind blows on ah Zhuang's face.

Zhuang woke up with a shiver.

Oh, no! How could I fall asleep while I was in charge?

What if the two brothers are lazy?

He opened his sleepy eyes and looked at it. If he didn't, he was scared!

At present that piece of decadent flower field, when to become vibrant, colorful?

The setting sun warm to the colorful flower field plated with a layer of brilliant gold, as if in a beautiful fairyland.

Ah Zhuang thought he was dreaming. He pinched his face vigorously. It hurt!

The linghuatian in front of me is real.

Still in his daze, Yunhe and Zhao Yingyan have come to him.

Yunhe asked with a smile: "we have watered the flowers, can you go back to have a rest?"

Ah Zhuang responded. He pointed to the two large wooden buckets lying beside the thatched shed and asked with a straight face, "have you finished pouring these 100 barrels of water?"

Yunhe nodded with a smile: "of course, after pouring, there is no less than a bucket of water. Mr. Zhuang, you might as well go and have a look. The soil in this field is full of water

A dark river has been formed under the Linghua field. What about the amount of water? Even 10000 barrels of water?

Therefore, Yunhe is not a liar!

Ah Zhuang ran to the field to have a look. He grabbed a handful of mud with his hand. Sure enough, the mud was so moist that if you pinch it, you could squeeze out water drops.

He ran several places in a row, and looked at every corner. The moisture in the soil was very uniform, and there was no missing place.

Now, there is no bone in the egg.

"Well! The first time you work, you are diligent! It has to go on tomorrow! " Ah Zhuang didn't say a word of appreciation. He gave orders with a black face.

"Well, we get it." Yunhe answers with a smile. Anyway, the flowers have been saved. What a Zhuang wants to say, Yunhe doesn't matter.

When the farm work in the field is finished, Yunhe takes Zhao Yingyan back to the hut.

Zhuang did not go, he stood alone in the field, looking at the colorful flower sea, but the haze on his face was getting heavier and heavier.

In the morning, the flower field was dying, as if it was about to wither, and even the leaves were all yellow.

It's impossible to water a hundred barrels of water to make this flower field wither and revive.

Because since the little Lord brought these spiritual flowers back, he has been constantly irrigated. What's more, a hundred barrels of water a day?But the flowers still withered.

In other words, this is not the cause of the water shortage.

Last night, the little master also explained that he thought that the flowers could not be saved. He did not need to rescue them. He let them bask in the sun for a day. After drying some water, he harvested them and dried the medicine.

That is to say, we don't need to water the flowers today.

It's just that a Zhuang deliberately embarrasses Yunhe and Zhao Yingyan!

The young master said that they would dry in the sun, but these new people would water the fields. If they were known by the young master, they would say that they were incompetent and would certainly punish them.

Maybe they will be driven away.

Then, Zhuang's goal has been achieved.

But, ah Zhuang's wishful thinking is wrong.

He had no idea that in less than a day, Yunhe could bring the dry fields back to life.

Ah Zhuang is thinking, it seems that this guy named Yunhe is of some material.

He must be taking advantage of his own doze, do not know what nutrients were applied to the flower field, so that these spiritual flowers come back to life.

What a nuisance! As a new man, how dare you act like a pig eating tiger in front of yourself?

Zhuang was very angry.

Zhuang felt more and more uneasy.

In the past few days, the best gardeners in Qiaojia village have not been able to revive the spirit flower.

However, the two of them came to Yunhe less than a day later, the spirit flowers came back to life.

This does not mean to prove that they are useless. Is it all due to Yunhe?

If the little Lord knows, Yunhe and they will be favored, then their status in Qiao's village will be replaced by Yunhe and them!

Thinking of this, a Zhuang heart a horizontal, decided not to choose all means, Yunhe and Zhao Yingyan get rid of.

He said insidiously in his heart: Yunhe, do you dare to fight with me? You are so naive! You dare to embarrass me, I let you never have a foothold in qiaojiazhuang!

It is night, the night is deep, and the moon is in the sky.

In a cottage.

Zhao Yingyan, like yesterday, got into the bed of Yunhe and slept with Yunhe. He regarded Yunhe as a big pillow!

Yunhe doesn't mind.

Xiaoyan now has lost his memory and remembers nothing, just like a child who lacks a sense of security. If he does this, he will feel at ease and have a good sleep. Yunhe is very happy.

In this strange world, danger will appear at any time. Yunhe is worried about the future road and does not know when to return to the original world.

When it was still at night, his yearning for the goddess heathy grew stronger.

He also missed his relatives and friends in the distance, their smiles, and their warm and carefree home.

He can imagine how worried people are now.

With Xiaoyan to live hard to live, until the day of reunion, that is the task of Yunhe.

As a person who has lost his spiritual power and wandered in a strange time and space, such a task is very difficult for Yunhe.

Gently patting Zhao Yingyan on the back, like a gentle elder brother, coax Zhao Yingyan to sleep, but he himself can not sleep.

Unlike the troubled Yunhe River, Zhao Yingyan sleeps soundly.

He also had a dream.

In the dream, he was looking for his brother, and unconsciously, he came to a dream sea of flowers.

He saw a man with long silver hair, wearing a elegant blue dress, floating in the sea of flowers.

The shadow, both familiar and cold.

"Excuse me, do you know where my brother is?"

Zhao Yingyan in the dream asked the man confused.

The man suddenly turned around, and Zhao Yingyan's face caught Zhao Yingyan's eyes.

as like as two peas, brother.

However, his eyes are blue, like a pair of brilliant sapphire, reflecting the vast universe of the sun, moon and stars.

White as snow porcelain skin, between the mouth petals is the poetic water light, gently curved, it flows into your heart, let your heart beat faster.

"Brother, why have the colors of your hair and eyes changed? But how beautiful you are In the dream, Zhao Yingyan blushed.

"Xiaoyan, I am not a human being, but a fox demon. Would you like to be close to me?" Asked the brother as like as two peas.

"Brother, I don't care if you are a person or a demon, you are my brother forever, I always like you so much!" Zhao Yingyan was afraid that his brother would be sad and said anxiously.

The man gave a little smile, and without a word, he walked away.

Zhao Yingyan chased the figure desperately.

Dream of flowers into a group of beautiful butterflies, lingering around the two people flying, beautiful.

"Brother..." Zhao Yingyan laughs and talks incessantly in his dream.

Zhao Yingyan spent a day in the Linghua field during the day.

These spiritual flowers are ancient spiritual things, which can release a special aura, which is very helpful to repair his soul.The silver haired cloud river he saw in his dream is actually the form of the fox demon in the cloud river.

Subconsciously can dream of Cloud River fox demon appearance, even if only a memory clip, this can show that his injury is improving, the past memory is gradually back.

Seeing Zhao Yingyan calling his name in his dream, Yunhe's heart is full of tenderness.

Facing Zhao Yingyan's sincere feeling to himself, Yunhe feels that his shoulder is more and more heavy.

It was not a quiet night.

In the field of flowers, there is a dark shadow shaking.

The cold moonlight reflected the man's ferocious face.

This man is a Zhuang!

What does ah Zhuang do in the Linghua field when everything is quiet? Is he so hard-working that he gets up in the middle of the night to do farm work?

No!

But see a Zhuang quickly in the field of the spirit of flowers in a cluster to pull out the roots, and then with his feet to trample the flowers to pieces.

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