The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

A good one can't help himself.

Jiang Yunluo was speechless for a moment. She could only give him an annoyed look and carried the coal briquettes out.

"Chirp?"

Some little guy still doesn't know what's going on.

All I know is that after I went out, I was entertained by all kinds of wild fruits!

My belly is round after eating!

After half an hour—

"Chirp..."

The little black dumpling, which could no longer eat at all, began to lie on the table to dry its belly.

The Big Golden Crow fell from a high place, glanced at it, and then turned its head away, looking at it with a hint of disgust.

Gee.

Whose baby bird is so edible?

do not know.

Jiang Yunluo couldn't help but laugh when she saw it. She picked up a piece of fruit and took a bite, but she suddenly thought of something and was slightly startled.

It seems like since yesterday...

She didn't feel hungry.

After coming yesterday, I only ate some fruits, and until now, I only drank some soup in the morning.

With the quality of this body, it stands to reason that he should be hungry a long time ago.

But she didn't feel hungry at all!

Not only that, but also full of energy!

Could it be that the fruits and mushrooms on the island are also unusual?

I was thinking about——

The door behind him suddenly opened.

Ling Fengshuo walked out of it, his expression returned to normal.

Jiang Yunluo was afraid that he would mention what happened just now, so she hurriedly asked: "How is it? How much of your skill has been restored?"

Ling Fengshuo raised his eyebrows and raised his palms slightly.

The next moment-

A fierce palm wind swept across and hit the flower tree on the opposite side!

"Swipe" once!

Thousands of petals fell from the treetops.

He directly buried the briquettes that were sleeping on the table!

"Chirp!"

Out of breath in his sleep, the little guy was awakened directly. Unhappily, he got out of the pile of flowers, shook his little head, and fell back to find a comfortable place.

"cough……"

Ling Fengshuo coughed lightly.

He didn't mean it...

Thinking about it, he quickly asked: "How is it? How much better have you recovered than before?"

Although he was able to use his inner strength, he didn't know where his previous limit was.

Then Jiang Yunluo said ruthlessly: "I'm afraid it's not even a tenth."

Ling Fengshuo was startled when he heard this.

Jiang Yunluo just said it casually and then thought about it carefully.

She seemed to have only seen Ling Fengshuo try his best once.

That was during the first battle with Yu Chiyan.

But at that time, in order to protect himself, he was restrained a lot.

I wonder if two people risk their lives in a fight without interference, where is his limit?

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Ling Fengshuo, who had not spoken since he answered just now. Jiang Yunluo suddenly felt that he had gone too far, which shocked him.

So he quickly changed his words: "I just..."

"I used to be so powerful?"

The two spoke in unison.

But Jiang Yunluo was apologizing.

Ling Fengshuo was in disbelief and surprise.

Jiang Yunluo: "..."

She was wrong.

You shouldn't use your previous thinking to measure the current Ling Fengshuo.

Thinking about it, she nodded helplessly.

"Yes, you were indeed very powerful before. Now... let's slowly recover and see. Maybe when you recover, it will be time for us to leave here."

Jiang Yunluo thought again of the opportunity that the Immortal Chuchen mentioned repeatedly today.

Could he be referring to... Could it be Ling Fengshuo?

Let him recuperate here and become strong enough to go out and defend his family and country?

At the moment, Jiang Yunluo could only think of this result.

Then she felt that he was sitting down by the way, and said in a dull tone: "I have been poisoned for a long time, and now I can only sweep away a burst of falling flowers. It may take some time to recover..."

"is it?"

Jiang Yunluo glanced at him and pointed it out directly: "I think you are staying here and don't want to leave, right?"

After all, this was not the first time Ling Fengshuo said such things.

She knew all about his little thoughts at the moment.

It was a casual comment, but as soon as he finished speaking, the person in front of him said very naturally: "Don't Yao'er know what I'm thinking? I really don't want to go back."

Jiang Yunluo's eyebrows twitched, and she suddenly had an "unknown" premonition.

Then he saw the person in front of him slowly approaching.

Clear and Chicheng eyes looked directly at him: "Yao'er, I have been having a dream repeatedly recently..."

He spoke in a low voice, his voice tinged with hoarseness.

"I dreamed that after you and I went back, you ignored me. No matter how I talked to you, you didn't respond. Even if I want to see you, it's harder than going to heaven..."

As he spoke, his tone turned a little aggrieved.

But the movement of his hand was forceful, hooking Jiang Yunluo's fingertips little by little.

Until it is completely wrapped in the palm of my hand.

"But dreams and reality are opposites. If you are so kind to me now, you will definitely not ignore me when you go back, right?"

words fall——

The hand holding her tightened violently!

The two bodies got close to each other unexpectedly!

Facing those expectant eyes, Jiang Yunluo was shaken for a moment!

Can……

He is sick.

Four words flashed through my mind.

Jiang Yunluo took a deep breath, and the words of rejection were already on her lips.

But he hasn’t said it yet——

"Don't reject me."

Ling Fengshuo seemed to have noticed her intention, although the words seemed to be commands.

But his eyes were full of grievance and begging.

Then he turned his head slightly.

A gentle kiss fell on Jiang Yunluo's fingertips.

The hot breath seemed to flow into his heart along his fingers.

The heart of the hot person trembled.

"If Yao'er doesn't agree, I won't take the medicine. If it takes a long time to recover... maybe..."

Ling Fengshuo suddenly raised his lips: "Maybe, I will never have to go back..."

Somehow, there was a bit of evil in that smile. Jiang Yunluo was stunned, and suddenly saw clearly the deepest emotion in his eyes, called paranoia.

His paranoia.

is her.

It seems he realized it too.

What does the Immortal Chuchen mean by chance?

Maybe it was him.

Maybe it's not just him either.

After all, there is still a spiritual stone that has not been found...

"Yao'er?"

Ling Fengshuo's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Jiang Yunluo's thoughts were instantly pulled back.

Only then did he feel dense kisses falling on the tips of each finger one by one.

piping hot.

searing.

"Can you promise me?"

Ling Fengshuo's tone was extremely gentle, with a hint of coaxing. As he spoke, he tilted his head slightly, put the corners of his lips against her fingertips, and looked at her intently.

The fallen flowers on the table were suddenly picked up by the wind.

It fell on the hair of the two of them.

It seemed that it also fell into the eyes of the other party.

Stunningly beautiful.

Before this, Jiang Yunluo had never thought that this word could be used on Ling Fengshuo.

He does look good.

But perhaps he is usually too serious, and his whole person has a cold and solemn feeling.

But now, with his armor off, his eyes full of tenderness and clarity, he actually...

"Boom!"

My heart beat violently in my ears!

Jiang Yunluo came back to her senses instantly and pulled her hand out with a swish!