Thirty Questions about Feather's Nostalgia

Looking at him, "Fortunately, you don't need Cicada Wings now."

"I used to sleep with my colleagues when I was performing missions in Youyan Zhengfu. If it was as you said, I would have killed my own people long ago."

Shouluo Anchen retorted, looked at his current appearance, and helplessly pulled the quilt over, correcting his sleeping position.

"I have a friend named Ah Jiu." Yuren Feixie mentioned in a flat tone.

"Ah Jiu, isn't that Mu Yaoshi's adoptive son?" Sorrow Luo Anchen quickly answered the question, as if she didn't feel sleepy at all.Although he had only a few friendships with Mu Yaoshi, he also heard that his family's Ah Jiu was born with heart disease. Although he was a young man, he looked like an ignorant child with an undeveloped mind.

"Ah Jiu was as dishonest as you when he was sleeping." Yu Ren Feixie's voice was a little distant, as if recalling the past.There seemed to be a little regret in the tone, and he calmed down as soon as possible. "What a child..."

Shouluo Anchen couldn't help sighing when he heard the words, knowing that Yuren didn't mean those words, but he couldn't bear it.

This emotion suddenly infected each other, and they were all silent.

Soon, Shouluo Anchen poked Yuren's elbow under the quilt.

"Huh?" Yuren asked.

"You haven't slept yet? How about talking with me?"

"can."

Sleeping together at night during those few days, they told their respective past events one by one.The speaker is casual, the listener does not ask questions, and the friendship between each other is deeper.

Later, Shouluo Anchen was injured, and Yuren Feixie took him to Bei Jiuming for treatment.

Shuluo Anchen, who was unconscious, was still on guard when he was lying on the sickbed. Yuren tried his best to break away the hand that Shuluo subconsciously covered.

Yuren Feixie knew that when Shouluo Anchen was injured, he was often unwilling to see a doctor.One is fear of being in debt, and the other is distrust of strangers.His mother and uncle are both knowledgeable in medical science, and relying on what he saw and heard when he was young, Xiao Luo Anchen endured those pains and torments.

Or maybe it was influenced by the spirit of Youyan Zhengfu's dead guest, which made Shuluo Anchen not value his own life.

There are three spirits in Youyan Zhenghu's dead guest: attach importance to profit, despise death, and be ruthless.

Worrying and dark dust doesn't value profit, is not ruthless, and only manages to lighten death, yet still become the number one killer?

Yuren Feixie sighed, he was alone in the sinful pit under his teacher Cheng Yuebuquan, his master taught him since he was a child, to run away if he can't beat him, there is nothing shameful about it.

Shouluo Anchen was so dumbfounded, he deserved that the master ran to bully him as soon as he got out of the pit of sin.

However, according to Shouluo Anchen, he still thinks that his master is a very righteous and good person.

"He was willing to help you at that time, maybe because you are a bit like me."

Yu Renfeixi felt this way, but Shouluo Anchen didn't respond.

In the depths of fallen leaves, Sorrow Luo Anchen played several times with injuries.Fake death with nine lives, and it is inconvenient for Xiaofeng to be a girl, so Yuren took the initiative to take care of the injured.

"Don't move around, you're bleeding again." Yuren Feixie said loudly.

"I can do it myself." Sorrow Luo Anchen retorted weakly.

After going back and forth like this, always sad and defeated, Yuren Feixie took a gauze bandage or something, first scrubbed the wound and then carefully bandaged it.Then he watched Shouluo fall asleep, and stood by himself frowning in silence.

Occasionally tuck the quilt for him and observe his condition.Afraid that he would wake up, he moved very lightly, but when he really found out that he was not awake, he worried whether he was unconscious or unconscious.

I have only a half-knowledge of medicine, so there is only so much I can do to help him.

Then... a lot happened.When he came back from the Extermination Realm, he wanted to look for the sad tomb to worship, but was told that there was no such thing.

Fast forward to more than ten years later, Yuren Feixie still doesn't know where his old friend's body is.I can only hope deeply from the bottom of my heart that under the underworld, the sorrowful dark dust can really sleep peacefully.

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Speaking of which, this situation is indeed a bit embarrassing.Because the tiger's mouth of the left and right hands was injured by the solitary gun, it caused great inconvenience to daily life.

During Tianbo Haomiao's recuperation period, everyone appointed Shi Linglong, a princess from the Immortal City, to take care of Yuren Feixie.Although he was grateful for the kindness in his heart, Yuren Feixie still felt embarrassed and kept declining. Fortunately, Yan Guiren and Shouluo Anchen came to rescue him in time when he was being fed or supported by the beauty.

His hands can still barely move. Under the watchful eyes of his two friends, he barely used his hands wrapped in layers of gauze like two glutinous rice balls, picked up the spoon to scoop up the rice, and successfully fed it into his mouth. Only a few drops of it leaked out. porridge.

"Do you really not need our help?"

Yan Guiren and Shouluo Anchen looked at Yuren's difficult and funny look, and they worked very hard to hold back their laughter.

Yu Ren Feixie gave them a sharp look like a knife, and ordered them to go out.

The two looked at each other tacitly, turned around, and walked out the door one after another, but they were guarding the door on the left and right, talking nonchalantly, and distractedly looking at the feathered people inside.

In fact, why does he need to be taken care of like that, Yuren Feixie frowned, and continued to work hard to solve his own food problem, secretly praying that his injury would heal soon, so that he would not have to be so embarrassed.

The next day, when Chouluo Anchen went to see Yuren Feixie, he realized that something was wrong with him. Yuren Feixie was standing in a corner of the room, motionless, something seemed to be blocking his back.

"Yuren, you are..." Shouluo Anchen stood at the door, hesitating whether to go in or not.

"It's nothing." Yu Ren Feixie looked at him, his expression was obviously different, but he still lied decisively.

Sorrow Luo Anchen saw through it at a glance, what happened to this bird man that he was too embarrassed to tell others?

"Okay, then I'll go first, Miss Linglong will come over and deliver medicine to you later." Shouluo Anchen said, deliberately turning around to leave.

"Wait!" Sure enough, Yuren shouted.

"How?" Shouluo Anchen turned to look at him, puzzled.

Yuren Feixie was speechless, but looked at him with piercing eyes.

Get in!

Shouluo Anchen understood that look in an instant, walked into the room curiously, and finally laughed.

The rooms of Taoist Xuanzong are elegant and elegant, and the senior Cuishanxing who is in charge of the general affairs also placed unique flowers in each room.The reason why Yuren Feixie stood still... was because his hair was too long to get tangled up in those luxuriant flowering branches!

"How long has it been since you washed your hair, and your hair is all tangled up like this?" Shou Luo Anchen walked over and carefully separated those hairs one by one, while complaining half-jokingly, of course he knew that Yuren was very injured. With that appearance, how can I wash my hair by myself.

"Hurry up." Yuren Feixi ignored his friend's teasing, just frowning and urging behind him, while nervously looking at the door.

"Don't move around, you don't want to scalp yourself?"

"It takes a long time for No. 1 skill in the world to do this kind of thing?" Yuren began to challenge.

"I've only learned the technique of throwing knives, but I haven't learned this." Sorrow Luo Anchen was carefully untying a strand of hair from the flower branch, "Don't complain, I'll just wash your hair later .”

"Could you close the door until then?"

"I know."

Yuren was considered seriously injured, and people came in and out of his room to visit him every day.In order to avoid more embarrassment, after getting rid of those hairs, Shouluo Anchen resolutely brought Yuren Feixie to his room for the next work.

The matter of washing hair is not complicated, and the action of worrying and dark dust is very fast.But after washing, the problem came, wearing wet hair would make it easy to catch a cold, so Shouluo Anchen ignored Yuren Feixie's dissatisfied expression, and wiped his hair with a towel.By the way, help him comb his hair a little bit.

This action is too much like a little girl!

The two people sighed the same in their hearts at the same time, and then sighed helplessly.

"Thank you!" Yu Renfeixie resolutely kept a distance from Shouluo Anchen after combing his hair, "I'll leave when my hair is dry."

"Don't you need to restore your previous hairstyle?" Sorrow Luo Anchen wondered, looking at the loose feathers, "Would others find it strange?"

Yuren is so thoughtful and terrified that he has to let Shouluo Anchen braid my hair?

"Actually, you are quite heroic like this, you can't lose to me and Yan Guiren!" Sorrow Luo Anchen emphasized.

Yuren Feixie looked down at his own hands that were still in the shape of two rice dumplings, and suddenly felt miserable.By the way, if Yan Guiren knew that he came out of Chouluo's room just to wash his hair, and that Cholo Anchen even combed his hair, he would be laughed at, right?

"Let's wait until your hair is dry." Shou Luo An Chen looked at his expression and sighed helplessly.

When Yuren Feixie's hair was almost dry, Sorrow Luo Anchen took Yuren's white hair ties: "If you don't want to, just go out like this, everyone will be fine!"

However, Yuren Feixie had already considered it clearly, since he had already lost the corners of his brows in front of Sorrowful Anchen, he might as well just lose it to the end.He didn't want to add Yan Guiren's testimony, and it was still a question of whether Yan Guiren would tie his hair.

In the end, Yuren Feixie asked Shouluo Anchen to braid his hair.

Shouluo Anchen's movements were fast, and he pierced him very well, as expected he was very experienced.Although Yuren Feixie is still not used to it, but at this moment he feels that he has a feeling of being a knife and me being a fish, and there is nothing he can do about it.

After washing his hair, he looked much refreshed. When Yuren Feixie went out, several people came up to greet him, saying that he looked good and seemed to be recovering well. Shi Linglong hurried over to question him. Why don't you go back and change your medicine soon.

Back in the room, I met Yan Guiren who came to visit, and looked at him with frowns.

"I heard your voice when I passed by the dark and sad room just now. What are you doing?"

"Uh..." Yuren Feixi couldn't think of a good excuse for a moment.

Fortunately, Zhi Linglong has already rushed forward and grabbed Yan Guiren's sleeve: "Brother Yan is just in time, help me change the medicine for Brother Yuren."