Nine-Tailed Sky Fox of Qianling Jie + Spirit Palm Series

Tian Xiao Lou after two months

"Master Rong, the person you are looking for has finally arrived." Outside the door, a respectful report was heard, "Let him in." Rong Feiling rubbed his temple with one hand and leaned half on the soft bed, closing his eyes lazily 's answer.

Hearing someone walking in, Rong Feiling slowly opened his tired eyes, and looked at the white-haired Taoist whom he met on the street that day, "Dao Dao, I thought you had returned to heaven, but it really made me feel better." Fan Xun."

The white-haired Taoist smiled indifferently, "I do practice in closed doors on weekdays, I hope you are not surprised. How is your health when you come in? How is the fetus in your womb?"

Speaking of the fetus in the womb, Rong Feiling's face turned dark. For more than three months, his stomach has been disturbed every day, and the gall is about to be vomited out, and he can't wake up all day long. It's like a pig There is no difference, Wanyan Che is always entangled by his side, slaps his back when he vomits, covers the quilt when he falls asleep, and offers tea when he wakes up, his eyes are full of the joy of being a father, his whole body is proud, and Rong Feiling's heart trembles with hatred .

Looking at Rong Feiling's gloomy face, the old Taoist knew a little bit, and smiled coyly, "It's hard work to be pregnant for ten months, and it's the only way to go."

"Stop talking nonsense, I, a grown man, have to walk this path?!" Rong Feiling slapped the table angrily.

"This old man doesn't mean that." The white-haired Taoist smiled meaninglessly, "But why does the young master want me?"

Only then did Rong Feiling lower her eyes, stood up and walked over, hesitated for a moment before speaking, "I want to ask you... Is there any way to deal with Wanyan Che?"

"Young master said to deal with it? Is it?" The white-haired Taoist made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Rong Feiling avoided his eyes and remained silent, as if acquiescing.

"Young master, isn't that good? He is the father of the child, and according to the old man, he has a deep affection for the young master..."

"Don't talk about it." Rong Feiling turned his back to prevent others from seeing his eyes, "I can't keep the child in my womb, I will kill him when it is born, I am a man, I can't accept it To conceive an heir for another man, I don't even know what it will be like when I give birth to him. Also, I still have unfinished hatred, but Wanyan Che will not allow me to kill Rong Jian and the emperor, let alone allow me I killed his child, but I can't be with him like a woman, even though... I never felt at ease when I was with him, but that kind of peace of mind made me feel so Being eaten by insects and ants, I am afraid that one day I will be devoured, but whenever I am afraid, I can't help thinking about him... I am going crazy." Rong Feiling closed his eyes deeply in pain. He took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes had recovered a little indifference.

The white-haired Taoist finally nodded in relief, "It's not that I don't understand. Since ancient times, the combination of yin and yang in the will of heaven, and the combination of dragon and yang is against the will of heaven, let alone such a strong man as the young master." The Taoist hesitated and said, "Actually, there is no way to deal with him..."

Rong Feiling turned around and looked at him, beckoning him to say.

"Monsters are originally extremely yin things. They rely on absorbing the yang energy between heaven and earth to cultivate into essence, so they are most afraid of extremely yin things. In the world, only snow lotus blooms in extremely yin and cold places. You only need to find the same way as the evildoers. The Millennium Snow Lotus, just let him eat it."

Rong Feiling smiled cruelly when he heard the words, "Does it mean that if you eat it, your soul will fly away, and you will never be reborn forever?"

"That's not going to happen. It's just that it will ruin the thousand-year practice, return to the original form, and then need to practice again."

Seeing that Rong Feiling seemed relieved, he nodded, "That's just right. But where can I find the thousand-year-old snow lotus?"

"The old man heard that there is a thousand-year-old snow lotus frozen in the hands of the esoteric sects of the Western Regions. In recent years, the people of the Western Regions have spied on the rare medicinal materials in the Central Plains. In order to collect them, they built an isolated city outside the city. You might as well borrow it."

"It seems that it really doesn't take any effort."

"No, Tantric people have always been cunning and good at Gu skills. Few of the masters in the world dare to enter that lonely city. My son is inconvenient for the two of them now, so we should be more careful."

"Thank you for the reminder." Rong Feiling nodded understandingly, and then called someone in to see off the guests.

The room suddenly became stuffy, Rong Feiling pushed open the door and walked to the corridor to sit down, but heard footsteps with fragrance, Rong Feiling looked up at the person who came, and knew in his heart that he would come.

"Who is it?" Wanyan Che asked with some doubts as he looked back at the white-haired Taoist who was sent away with a green apple in his hand.

"Beggar." Rong Feiling lowered his eyes and answered indiscriminately.

"Oh..." To beg in your Tianxiao Tower?Wanyan Che smiled bitterly, "Here... don't you want to eat something sour?" He handed him the clean apple in his hand.

Rong Feiling reached out to take it, couldn't help taking a bite, and said solemnly, "Delicious..."

"In a bad mood?" Wanyan Che frowned worriedly.

Rong Feiling lowered his head and unconsciously touched the apple in his hand, "It's because I'm in such a good mood that everything goes against its limits."

Wanyan Che smiled dotingly, went into the room and poured a cup of herbal tea, then returned to the corridor and stood in front of him to drink lightly.

"Wanyanche..."

"Ok?"

"Are you tired after practicing your thousand-year-old skills?"

"Not tired."

"It's more tiring than our martial arts."

"No, not tired."

Rong Feiling felt a little guilty when he heard that he seemed to be trying very hard to emphasize that he was not tired, as if he knew everything but was still pampering himself.

"Wangli has hundreds of years of skill?"

"800."

"Really, but it feels like a world of difference from you."

"Wangli is still young."

"I heard from Yun Poying that even if Wang Li has been cultivating for 1000 years, it's still not as good as you stamping your feet."

"No way, we need to encourage and encourage Wang Li, he works so hard."

"Um..."

"Rong Feiling..."

"Huh?" Rong Feiling looked into his deep eyes, but subconsciously avoided it.

"very nice..."

"What good?"

"You are finally willing to care about my affairs..."

His heart twisted suddenly. It was a pain that Rong Feiling had never endured before. It seemed to be much, many times more painful than poisonous hair. After a long time, he calmed down a little, and said lightly, "Know yourself and the enemy, and you can win every battle..."

Wanyan Che only smiled softly, but there were thousands of emotions in his eyes. "Do you want to live in Tianxiaolou or Huiyuegu tonight? If you want to sleep here, I'll go back to the room I used to live in."

before? ...how long ago?Rong Feiling couldn't help laughing when she recalled the first acquaintance. At that time, Wanyan Che was just a little rabbit who was slaughtered. He vaguely remembered that he looked at himself with tears in his eyes and looked at him in complete panic. "Were you very afraid of me before?" ah."

Wanyan Che bit his upper lip aggrievedly, and nodded.

"Let's go back to Yuegu, it's not like you have too many bad memories here." She patted her legs and got up, motioning him to go.

Wanyan Che was slightly taken aback, resisting the urge to rub Rong Feiling, who doted on him so much, into his arms, and the two of them walked out of Tianxiao Tower, because Rong Feiling has been very hurt by love and harm in recent days, and Wanyan Che is afraid of children Unstability prevented him from riding a horse, so the two of them walked back slowly. It was still a bit cold in the early spring night, Wanyan Che gently held Rong Feiling's always cool hand to the palm of his hand, and Rong Feiling didn't care too much. No struggle, it seems that this road is not far away, because walking will not be tiring at all, as if no matter how long the road is, it can be grinded like this.