Xianjun said he had a crush on me

Ziwen thought to himself, this kid is still winking, knowing that he is afraid of himself.

But he also knew that if he didn't get him out of Ji Chen's stomach, even bigger troubles would happen in the future.

And Ziwen actually faintly noticed that there might be some reasons for this kid not to come out of Ji Chen's stomach...

It seemed that it was his own blood that made him dependent.

So sometimes this cheap brother would deliberately kick Ji Chen to attract his attention.

Thinking of this, Ziwen sneered, and said again via spiritual transmission: "I know you already understand what I say, so there's no need to pretend to be stupid and stay in Second Daddy's stomach."

As he spoke, Ziwen bit his fingertips, first drew a soul-suppressing blood symbol on Ji Chen's forehead, then stretched out his hand again, and pressed it on Ji Chen's peaceful belly.

"If you don't come out again, don't blame me for doing it yourself." Ziwen pretended to be cold and bluffed.

He knew in his heart that if that troublesome ghost didn't want to come out, he had no choice but to do so now, otherwise it would be a disaster for him to stay in Ji Chen's body for a day.

Fortunately, this time when Ziwen spoke, Ji Chen's stomach started to move.

Seeing this, Ziwen broke into a cold sweat silently, then leaned over and stretched out his hand.

Soon, a ball of golden light slowly fell down.

Ziwen quickly reached over to catch it. The moment he touched the eggshell, Ziwen heard a small voice.

"Brother, if you won't let me eat Daddy, then give it to me, I'm so hungry~"

Hearing the very childish voice of a little boy, Ziwen felt a chill behind him.

He glanced at Ji Chen who was still asleep, and then at the egg in his hand, almost wanting to throw it out.

However, just when he thought about it a little bit, a voice came out of the egg: "Brother, if you want to kill me, do it now, or I will tell my fathers about your bullying me in the future!"

When Ziwen heard this, he was in a cold sweat. He didn't expect that his younger brother would be so vicious at such a young age.

However, just when Ziwen really wanted to do something, he suddenly woke up.

wrong.

This kid must be playing some tricks, otherwise why would it be like this?

Thinking about it, Ziwen said to the eggshell: "Don't try to lie to me, now the second father is here, and he may wake up at any time. Once you are gone, I can't explain to him at all!"

The egg shook twice in Ziwen's palm, and then another soft and completely different voice sounded.

"Brother...he wants to eat me...I'm so scared..."

When Ziwen heard this, he burst into a cold sweat.

Then he understood.

The other one is the consciousness of the Snake King, right?

Violence is not something that a person is born with. Those who become snake kings eventually become like snake kings because their brains are occupied by the snake king's consciousness...

Thinking of this, Ziwen was even more afraid to do anything.

After hesitating for a while, Ziwen took out the Lost Soul Powder and ate a lot more. Enduring the discomfort, he cut his hand again and fed his own blood into the egg.

After eating the blood, the egg was much quieter, and Ziwen silently breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, Ziwen turned his head silently and looked in Ji Chen's direction. Ji Chen was sleeping there quietly without any other movements.

It's okay, okay, Ziwen touched his chest, carefully placed the egg beside the bed, then went out, and sent a letter to Yaoyue.

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The medicine was ready soon, Cang Jiao looked at Sang Zhi who was sleeping in his arms, he didn't move, just gave a slight wink, the medicine pot automatically tilted over and poured out a bowl full of medicine soup.

With a wave of his hand, the medicine bowl was in Cang Jiao's hands.

First, he picked up a spoon to test the temperature of the soup, and felt it was a bit hot, so Cang Jiao squeezed the medicine bowl silently, and a thin layer of ice formed on the edge of the medicine bowl, and when the thin ice melted, the temperature inside was just alright.

Then Cang Jiao lowered his head calmly and said, "Sang Zhi, I've taken the medicine."

Sang Zhi was dreaming now, he dreamed that Xie Qingxiao was hugging him, but he vaguely didn't feel like it, because Xie Qingxiao's shoulders were not so broad, and his embrace was not so warm.

And... Xie Qingxiao's body always carries a faint herbal fragrance, but the smell of this person is not fragrant, and even has a bit of gloomy bitterness.

"Sangzhi, Sangzhi."

In Sang Zhi's mind, the voice of calling was a little closer, he reluctantly wanted to open his eyes, but subconsciously felt that the dream was too beautiful, and he was unwilling to open it.

Seeing this, Cang Jiao could only sigh inwardly, then silently picked up the spoon, and fed the concoction in the bowl into Sang Zhi's mouth little by little.

The old doctor saw that Sang Zhi was lively and handsome, so he added some licorice and Chuanbei to the medicinal materials, so the decoction was not very bitter, but also a little sweet.

Sang Zhi tasted it, but he took a sip of the spoon and drank it automatically.

Cang Jiao looked at Sang Zhi's well-behaved appearance drinking the medicine with his eyes closed, and felt a little funny in his heart, but it was more of an inexplicable warmth.

Thinking about it, he silently took another spoonful of medicine and fed it to Sang Zhi.

Soon, a bowl of medicine was drunk silently by Sang Zhi.

But the medicinal soup was warm, and soon, the medicinal properties came up, and Sang Zhi's face became rosy.

Cang Jiao hugged Sang Zhi silently for a while, then carefully put Sang Zhi down.

After raising a bonfire, Cang Jiao stepped away.

Not that he was whimsical.

Instead, he felt the power of Neidan, which seemed to be hovering around here.

Putting an enchantment around the cave, Cang Jiao followed the aura emanating from the inner alchemy and searched for it silently.

And it seems that the carrier of the inner alchemy also found the Cang Jiao, and began to flee continuously.

Cang Jiao felt the escaping trajectory, only felt it was very strange, it didn't look like a person's escaping trajectory, but rather like a wild beast...

With cold eyes, Cang Jiao quickly chased after him.

Finally, beside a snow hill, Cang Jiao caught the snow-white trembling fox.

Cang Jiao had never seen the prototype of the Heavenly Emperor before, so he didn't know that this was the Heavenly Emperor.

Stretching out his hand and touching the fox's white fluff, Cang Jiao discovered two facts.

This fox has no heart and relies entirely on inner alchemy to survive.

Originally, Cang Jiao wanted to take the inner alchemy and leave, but now, he hesitated.

It's not just why, since meeting Sang Zhi, Cang Jiao is not as cynical as before. The things he encountered in the past were life, death and robbery, so he can't control so much.

But this time, he had a rare kindness.

After thinking about it, looking at the shivering fox curled up in his arms, Cang Jiao had an idea in his mind.

He gave his inner alchemy to the white fox, and then took out the red dragon's inner alchemy again and swallowed it. After that, he took a rare piece of his own scale and mixed it with blood, and reshaped it for the white fox. a heart.

For a white fox who has lost his heart, Chilong's inner alchemy is too domineering, which is not conducive to his recovery.

And the inner alchemy that took the red dragon was also to prevent Sangzhi from finding out.

Cang Jiao thought, with Sang Zhi's personality, he would probably like this kind of furry creature. If he brought it to him, he should be happier.

Thinking about it, Cang Jiao took the white fox by the back of the neck and went all the way back to the cave against the wind.

When he arrived at the cave, Sang Zhi had already woken up. He felt much better now, so he stepped on the furry carpet and walked around in the cave, looking at the rare treasures.

And when Cang Jiao came back, Sang Zhi was looking down at a small jade teapot, quite fond of it.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Cang Jiao suddenly made a sound, Sang Zhi was slightly taken aback, and then he put the small teapot back on the coffee table.

"I'm just looking at it, and I don't really like it."

When Cang Jiao heard Sang Zhi's words, he didn't take it seriously, just smiled silently: "You can do whatever you want."

Sang Zhi nodded silently—in fact, he saw the medicine bowl on the ground before, and also felt the smell of medicine in his mouth, but... how did Cang Jiao feed him the medicine?

Sang Zhi had some bad guesses in his heart.

After all...he was unconscious at the time.

But this time Cang Jiao didn't notice Sang Zhi's little thoughts, so he walked in, and then he put the white fox in his hand in front of Sang Zhi, and said: "Look, I picked up such a little guy when I went out today. "

Sang Zhi was still in a daze at first, but when he saw this white fox, for some reason, his heart felt sour for no reason.

And when the white fox saw Sang Zhi, he stood there blankly, unable to move.

When Sang Zhi saw this, his heart moved, and he stretched out his hand, hugged the white fox, and stroked the soft fur of the white fox. Sang Zhi couldn't help asking curiously: "Where did you find it? There are not many white foxes."

Cang Jiao didn't intend to tell Sang Zhi about the inner alchemy, because he didn't want Sang Zhi to think of the Emperor of Heaven again, so he said calmly: "It's probably a coincidence, I found it on a snow hill, and it was about to die at that time. so cold."

When Sang Zhi heard this, he felt a little pity in his heart, and then he used his power to check the condition of the white fox.

There is no damage to the body, but the heart is a little weak, and the inner alchemy has just formed. It should be a little fox who strayed into the extreme north just after practicing for a long time.

Seeing Sang Zhi's expression of great concern for the white fox, Cang Jiao felt that he had done a good job this time. After all, he was more nervous, and he would not be jealous of everything like Yaoyue.

So this time, Cang Jiao said with some relief: "It's just right, with it accompanying you, you won't be so boring."

When Sang Zhi heard Cang Jiao's words, his heart moved slightly, then he raised his head, looked at Cang Jiao and said, "You haven't practiced for a few days, how are you?"

When Sang Zhi asked this sentence, Cang Jiao was about to answer, but the white fox in Sang Zhi's hand suddenly became a little angry, jumped up and bit Sang Zhi's finger, although the bite was not hard, it was enough to arouse Sang Zhi's attention.

Sang Zhi and Cang Jiao were slightly startled by the sudden attack by the white fox, and Cang Jiao quickly frowned and said, "A fox is a fox, no matter what happens!"

Although Sang Zhi knew that Cang Jiao was doing it for his own good, it was not easy to go along with him, so he only lowered his head and stroked the fur of the white fox in his arms before he said in a low voice: "It must be afraid, after all, we haven't known each other for long, how could he know?" Are we good guys or bad guys?"