Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Chang Li just shook his head in his arms, "I don't know, I'm so cold."

The heat from Jinchen's body made Changli feel very comfortable. He squinted his eyes and rubbed it against Jinchen's neck, his eyes hazy and dazed.

"Will it be the same as the day I did?" Jin Chen silently let the temperature in the car rise, hugging his Phoenix tighter, "Phoenix, can you show me your true form when we get home?"

Changli hummed muffledly and buried his head in his arms again, but he still felt very cold.

He glanced at the rising baffle, then raised his eyes to look at Jinchen. His pupils turned dark golden and blinked slowly. He reached out and pulled the corner of Jinchen's clothes.

Jinchen was almost melted by the cuteness. He stroked his cheek lightly with his fingers, pulled open his coat and took his phoenix into his arms.

"Is Fenghuang drunk?" Jinchen smelled the scent of alcohol mixed with Lengxiang on him and kissed the corner of his lips affectionately.

Normally when he kissed her secretly, Phoenix would react quickly, but today she was very slow to react, as if she was drunk.

Chang Li did not admit it, but just shook his head, "I'm not drunk."

"Okay." I didn't believe it.

Jinchen gently stroked his back and coaxed him to sleep.

With the comfort of his partner, the discomfort caused by long-distance fatigue was much reduced, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

It was half an hour later when I got home.

Changli slept very tiredly. After waking up, he felt his whole body became heavier. Even lifting his eyelids required a lot of strength. He lay weakly in Jinchen's arms and breathed softly.

"Phoenix is ​​awake." Hearing the gentle voice beside his ear, Chang Li nodded slowly and said "hmm".

Jinchen kicked the door of the living room shut and wanted to put him on the sofa, but Changli refused and held his neck tighter, "No."

It was a very weak voice. Nothing got better after a good night's sleep.

Jinchen took the blanket from the sofa, wrapped it around Changli, and sat down in his arms. However, Changli lowered his head, sniffed, and threw away the blanket without saying a word.

Jinchen: "..."

"Isn't it cold?"

"It doesn't smell like you."

Changli's voice was soft, as if she was acting coquettishly, and she lowered her head and bumped into Jinchen's shoulder.

Jin Chen's heart almost softened. He hugged Chang Li and kissed him several times before coaxing him, "Phoenix, change back to your original form and show it to me, please."

Changli touched his chest, nodded, and turned back into his original shrunken phoenix form.

Much smaller than Jinchen's dragon form, the little phoenix buried its head and rubbed Jinchen's palm, then jumped onto Jinchen's thigh, hooked its small and delicate claws on his pants, and tilted its furry head to look at him.

"Chirp?"

Little Phoenix asked Jinchen if he had lost any feathers and if he would feel better if he did.

Jinchen raised his hand and gently stroked the feathers of the little phoenix, then gently parted the feathers on his chest and looked at them, frowning in confusion.

"The feathers haven't fallen off, but... they're very dim."

It was different from the heart-protecting dragon scale that Jinchen was about to drop a few days ago.

The feathers on the little phoenix's heart were still tough, but dull and lifeless, completely different from the surrounding feathers, as if they had lost their vitality.

"Chirp..." The little phoenix was very sad. Somehow she remembered what He Yi said in the banquet hall.

The good-looking peacock also likes his dragon and is still pursuing him.

But at this moment, his feathers turned dull and he was no longer beautiful.

The little phoenix's dark golden eyes were watery and looked particularly pitiful.

Jinchen understood what it meant, and hurriedly held it in his palm and coaxed it, saying in a doting tone: "The phoenix is ​​not ugly, it is the most beautiful."

"Maybe it'll be like me, everything will be fine in a couple of days."

"Chirp." The little phoenix pecked Jinchen's palm affectionately. It was useless and instead made it itchy.

The little phoenix was still very cold, so it flew to Jinchen's chest, hooked its soft claws around his collar, and buried its head inside.

Jinchen held it in his arms and stroked its furry head, "Phoenix, can you sleep with me tonight? I'm afraid that Fenghuang will wake up from the cold at night."

The little phoenix tilted its head and thought for a while, then crawled out from Jinchen's collar again, jumped onto the sofa, transformed into a human form, and silently opened its arms to Jinchen for a hug.

The meaning is self-evident.

Before going to bed, the comfortable temperature in the bed made Chang Li drowsy, and he did not forget to instruct his dragon: "From now on, don't go out alone with Que Ling."

Jinchen thought for a while and said, "Okay."

At worst, I can send a message to Que Ling to communicate later.

"Don't like peacocks, like phoenixes."

"I like Fenghuang the most." Jinchen kissed his forehead lightly and stroked his back. "Go to sleep, Fenghuang."

[Infrastructure Department to villain's heart value +5, cumulative 50! ]

The next day, Jinchen woke up early because he was worried about Fenghuang's condition and tested the temperature with the back of his hand.

It's still very cold and hasn't warmed up at all.

Jinchen frowned. He could wait until the dragon scales fell off, but he didn't know when the Phoenix's feathers would regain their color.

I don't want the Phoenix to suffer any bitterness.

When Jinchen got up, Changli immediately felt uncomfortable and groaned twice.

Jin Chen quickly leaned over and patted his chest, placing his pillow in his arms, "Good boy Fenghuang, I'll find a way for you."

I don’t know if he heard it or not. Changli hugged the pillow tightly, rubbed it and buried himself in it, and stopped humming.

Only then did Jinchen feel at ease to leave the bedroom and pick and choose among the treasures given by the black snake. Finally, he found a treasure that could be used to contact the monsters on the Demon Mountain who had no mobile phones.

A stick of incense was slowly lit, and smoke rose up.

After about a few seconds, Leopard Grandpa "connected the video", and the scenery on the Demon Mountain suddenly appeared in front of Jinchen, just like a TV screen without a frame, and it was an absolutely ultra-clear version.

Grandpa Leopard opened his mouth and asked, "Little Ancestor, you didn't cause any trouble in the human world, did you?"

Jinchen: "..."

This old man is old, why is he still playing with stereotypes?

"Go to hell." Jinchen snorted unhappily.

"Then why did you just come back yesterday and come here today?" Aunt Black Snake came over and asked curiously.

Jinchen had not taken the loss of the heart-protecting dragon scales seriously before, but since Changli also showed the same signs, he had to pay special attention.

After briefly telling the elders about these two things, Grandpa Leopard took a deep breath, stroked his long beard, and felt confused.

He could also know a thing or two about other monsters' problems.

But they are the Brocade Dragon and the Phoenix.

How could he, a leopard demon who had only lived for a few hundred years, know such things?

"Don't worry, I have to look through the Demon Mountain inheritance book first."

"But... according to the records, after you fell, there were two jades in the nest, which are somewhat similar to the ones you brought yesterday."

Grandpa Leopard asked: "How about I ask Wolf Shu to send it to you, maybe it will be of some use."

After all, it can be regarded as the companion jade of the mythical beast, and is even more precious than the one that appears after breaking out of the shell.