The master of cultivating immortals protects me

Sweat mixed with the cold current from the melting ice drenched Feng Huang's body completely, as if he had just crawled out of the sea, and there was no dry spot on his body, but fortunately he endured it.

In my memory, there is very little embarrassment like this time, and the body that has not escaped from the cold is still a little dull and numb. Sitting cross-legged on the same wet couch, hands knotted and breath-adjusting, it has become extremely shallow Fenghuang let out a breath after the light golden aura worked in his whole body.

Tantai Fengya didn't make things difficult for him, the bathroom is next to the room, and the water is also hot.

After a little cleaning, he changed into the clean clothes in the closet. The clean and elegant white clothes looked a bit similar to what he wore when he was in Aobei Kingdom. Wet clothes.

The hair is half-dried like this, and when the aura becomes precious, he will no longer use the aura to dry the water on his body as usual.

By the time Fenghuang came out of the bathroom and returned to the inner room, the room had already been cleaned, and the tables, chairs and benches that had cracked due to his cold earlier were replaced with new ones. A man stood in front of the bed and bent over to tidy up. Put on the bed.

Seeing Fenghuang approaching, Tantai Fengya turned her head and looked at the man, with a little pity in her eyes: "Whether it's the real deity or the incarnation, your character hasn't changed at all, you reject people thousands of miles away, and you are always cold and indifferent." Yes, even if you suffer, you will not reveal half of your grievances."

Tantai Fengya's gaze followed Fenghuang's steps, and a few strands of half-dry black hair stuck to Fenghuang's haggard and pale cheeks, making Fenghuang's pale complexion even more pale, but this man still had a pair of eyes that concealed thousands of things. The bright eyes of the stars are as bright as a sharp blade of a magic weapon.

Without responding to Tantai Fengya's words, Feng Huang sat down on the low bed next to the window covered with animal skin blankets, and poured himself a glass of water to moisten his throat.

Do you have to speak out after suffering and suffering?He was never one to beg for mercy, never was, isn't now, and never will be.

"Still angry with me?" After tidying up the bed herself, Tantai Fengya raised a warm smile in her eyes and walked over, "It took a lot of spiritual power to resist the cold poison. You must be very tired? I'll ask someone to bring you some delicious meals later, but what do you want to eat?"

Picking up a strand of Fenghuang's hair in his hands, Tantai Fengya leaned closer and sniffed lightly: "Eating some mortal food can reduce your consumption of spiritual power." Looking at Fenghuang pointedly glanced.

As if he was too lazy to pay attention to Tantai Fengya, Feng Huang leaned halfway on the bed and closed his eyes, propping his chin with one hand as if he was asleep.

Tantai Fengya smiled lightly, just stood by and watched, as if she wanted to see people into her eyes.

After a while, the door of the room opened, and several maids filed in, carrying trays of exquisite food in their hands, placing the dishes on the table one by one, and then leaving one after another.

Tantai Fengya set up two sets of bowls and chopsticks by himself, before he turned around, he heard the movement behind him, Feng Huang went to the table and sat on a low stool, just as Tantai Fengya said, taking food and letting hair Natural air drying can also reduce the consumption of spiritual energy.

Tantai Fengya watched the man's every move.

Fenghuang wanted to keep that little spirit bead, a gleam of light flashed in Tantai Fengya's eyes, and he grasped this weakness of Fenghuang.

He sat down, picked up his chopsticks, picked up some seemingly bland food and chewed it poignantly, but even though the table was full of food, Feng Huang only took a few mouthfuls before putting down his chopsticks.

"Eat more." Tantai Fengya said, since Fenghuang was brought here by him, he has hardly touched a drop of water. If this man wants to recharge his energy, he should eat more. Why did he eat such a little bit? Put down your chopsticks?

"No need for food, just give me some berries." Frowning slightly, Feng Huang pushed the bowl and chopsticks forward. In the past, he used to eat the food made by Jiu Xiao. Although the dishes on the table are not unpalatable, they are not the same as Jiu Xiao. Compared with the craftsmanship, it is still much worse.

Tantai Fengya, who is as careful as a needle, noticed Fenghuang's fleeting frown: "Not to your liking?"

"What's the point of you doing this?" Fenghuang asked back, Tantai Fengya will not be able to trap him for a lifetime, this fact is well known to both he and Tantai Fengya.

However, just as everyone in this world knows the truth, there are still many people who choose to fly to the flames.

Tantai Fengya laughed immediately, a bit bitter and helpless, he looked at Fenghuang who had always had cold eyes: "Take a good rest, I'll send someone to bring some berries over later."

After speaking, he went out.

Those words were not what Tantai Fengya really wanted to say to Fenghuang, Fenghuang quietly looked at the closed door, knowing that it was impossible to do it, people who have entered the way of magic became more persistent in this regard.

pity?Not really.

Everyone has their own choice, and Fenghuang also has his own choice.

……

After resting for two days after the attack of the cold poison, Feng Huang almost recovered.

Although his face still looks not very good, always pale and less bloody, but it is not necessary to meditate and rest at home every day.

Tantai Fengya didn't restrict Fenghuang's actions. Two days later, Fenghuang went out by himself. There seemed to be no one around him. He was as keen as Fenghuang, even if his spiritual power was damaged, he would still be able to detect monsters hiding around him at any time. Followed closely, the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, Feng Huang's status could not allow Tantai Fengya to relax his vigilance.

Anyway, he is also the master of a world, and Tantai Fengya is not that stupid.

"what is this?"

The long table was filled with all kinds of delicacies. At a glance, they looked full of flavor and taste, and most of them were light in taste. Tantai Fengya stood beside the table and introduced them one by one: "These are the dishes cooked by the famous chefs in the restaurants in Aobei Country. , you pick a few that are pleasing to the eye and try them out, if you don’t like them, we can change them to others.”

Feng Huang raised his head and glanced at a row of maids standing next to him, each woman was holding a tray with a lid in their hands, this situation might even make the emperor of Aobei Kingdom kneel down.

Such a thoughtful pleasing would inevitably be suspected of being extravagant and wasteful, but to Tantai Fengya, doing so is nothing at all, he will not let Feng Huang go, nor will he give up any chance to cherish this man.

"You care about it." Randomly glanced at the dishes in front of him, Feng Huang picked up a piece of tender bamboo shoot with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth to chew. The food in the world can reduce his consumption of spiritual power, but as the lord of the demon world, How could Tantai Fengya be short of panacea?

He didn't take it out, and he didn't take the initiative to help Fenghuang heal his wounds, so he wasted on purpose.

Feng Huang couldn't accept this kind of kindness.

After eating a piece of tender bamboo shoot, Feng Huang put down his chopsticks, Tantai Fengya waved and signaled his servants to remove the dishes from the table, and another group of maids brought up the hot dishes one by one.

Repeated this many times, every time Fenghuang put down his chopsticks after only one bite, Tantai Fengya asked someone to replace the dishes cooked by another chef. Huang just refused to eat more.

Tantai Fengya also waited patiently by the side, one sat and enjoyed the delicious food alone, and the other watched from the side at any time, if one saw this posture, one would think that Tantai Fengya was Fenghuang's subordinate.

After nearly ten times of rotation, Fenghuang finally stopped picking up chopsticks, Tantai Fengya looked at him cautiously: "Not to your liking?"

As soon as these words came out, all the servants next to him tensed their backs instantly, stared at their toes tightly and dared not say a word. Tantai Fengya was gentle when facing Fenghuang, but when facing other people That's not the case anymore.

"too slow."

Simply standing up by himself, Feng Huang glanced at the maids who were still standing in a row, and said in a cold voice, "Open the lid."

Tantai Fengya understood what Fenghuang meant, turned his head and said coldly to the others: "Open them all." Seeing Fenghuang got up and walked towards the maids, he picked up the bowls and chopsticks and followed.

"I originally thought you would be angry and unwilling to pay attention." Staring at the man's back, Tantai Fengya was in a daze for a moment. Even though it had been several days since he captured Feng Huang, he still couldn't believe that he had met this man again. He searched hard for a man for thousands of years.

"I have been looking for you for thousands of years, do you know how painfully I have been waiting in those years, and I am even more afraid that I will never see you again. Now I know that you are the god of heaven, how can I find you? Hehe——" Tantai Fengya sighed desolately.

"I never asked you to find me. Those things in the world have already passed for thousands of years. Although it was my incarnation at that time, there is not much difference between the incarnation and the deity. You said you have been waiting for me for thousands of years. , but so what if you find it?"

Fenghuang, who had been walking in front and looking at the dishes, paused, and said in a cold tone: "Being in the devil world is because of too much obsession. I have never been your demon, Tantai Fengya, you know that your demon is you I just can't let go, why not let go?"

"Aren't you also unable to let go of your apprentice? Why do you want me to let you go!"

His eyes fell on the white blue and white soup bowl held by one of the maids, and Feng Huang walked over slowly: "You have never understood me."

Tantai Fengya frowned as if disagreeing with Fenghuang's evaluation of him, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes but he endured it.

"You think... I don't understand you?"

"Put this mushroom soup in a bowl." Fenghuang glanced at the delicious mushroom soup on the tray held by the maid, "I will order this one for future meals."

Tantai Fengya who didn't get the answer tightly pursed her lips, wanted to say something but held back: "Maybe you are right, I really don't know you, but I don't even know what you like to eat."

"I will order food from this restaurant in the future." Tantai Fengya said.

"Yes." The servants at the side responded in a low voice, and after Fenghuang and Tantai Fengya left, they turned their heads and asked, "Which restaurant is this?"

"Songhe Tower was just opened two months ago."