His Highness the Son moves the cat online

There was no communication between the two of them on the next road. Wu Meiren was used to being quiet and didn't take the initiative to find topics, while Feng Jia was a little confused because of what the other party said just now.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Wu Meiren stopped and turned around and said to Feng Jia: "This place is very safe, should you take a rest tonight, your magic power will be restored tomorrow."

"Okay." Feng Jia nodded, then turned around to look for firewood and branches to light, Wu Meiren frowned slightly as she looked at his apparently absent-minded back.

After the bonfire was lit, Wu Meiren found a clean place and sat down. Feng Jia looked up at him and then lowered his eyes to the fire. The jumping flames cast a dark red in his blue eyes.

"You rest first, I'll go and see if there's any food around." Wu Meiren rubbed her somewhat empty stomach and got up and said, "It's cold at night, so I'll go find some dead leaves."

"No need, I have all these things." Feng Jia hurriedly stopped Wu Meiren, and he lowered his head and took off a bracelet from his wrist and handed it to the other party: "This is a space bracelet, and there is raw meat in it... Anyway, I don't know how to do it. You just Put it on first."

Wu Meiren had heard of this kind of space artifact before, because these things are generally not cheap, so he has not been able to study them carefully.

Therefore, when Feng Jia handed him the bracelet, Wu Meiren subconsciously took it.

Wu Meiren was taken aback by the contents of the bracelet. He thought that the space in Feng Jia's bracelet should not be very large, and at most it contained some spare raw meat and daily necessities. There's nothing wrong with it.

In addition to some food, there is actually a pile of gold coins in the bracelet, a few opened boxes are full of all kinds of magic stone materials that witches and beauties have never seen before, and some strange things that only appear in books. Flowers and plants, for a moment, Wu Meiren felt as if she had become rich overnight.

"Well, it's all accumulated at home." Feng Jia scratched her head shyly: "You wear it first, and give it to me when you leave Cangyue Continent."

Wu Meiren was in a very complicated mood immediately, he opened his mouth, and finally persuaded him earnestly: "Jaer, don't give this kind of precious thing to others casually in the future, what if I am a greedy person?"

"You are not this kind of person." Feng Jia hooked the corners of her lips: "I have always been very accurate in seeing people."

"Okay, since you trust me so much... then I'll show you a hand." The witch beauty lowered her head and took out a piece of raw meat that looked like a pork leg and put it on the campfire. He took out from his pocket and picked it up on the road. plants, crushed and evenly sprinkled on the raw meat.

Cangyue Continent is indeed the place that all magicians yearn for. From the perspective of witches and beauties alone, it can be regarded as a place full of treasures. Not only are there many strange plants and resources, but he even saw a product that looks like pepper on the side of the road. .

It’s not that the food in this world is so bad, the witch beauty has long been used to the exquisite dishes of various tastes in the original world. In this world, except for sweets, there is barbecue. No matter how delicious it is, eating too much will make people feel tired.

To be honest, Wumeiren really don't want to eat ketchup and caviar anymore.

When he was half-cooked, Feng Jia sniffed the aroma and came over. Seeing some dark red powder sprinkled on Wumeirenchao, she couldn't help asking: "What is this? It smells so strange."

"I call it...pepper." Wu Meiren turned over the barbecue in her hand and turned to look at Feng Jia: "Try it later, it should taste good."

Feng Jia nodded vigorously, not sure if it was an illusion, but Wu Meiren always felt that the other party's eyes were faintly glowing under the firelight.

So when Feng Jia held a gnawed clean bone and looked at Wu Meiren, Wu Meiren actually saw a figure similar to Ergou from the other party. If it was Ergou, its tail should be wagging to the sky now up.

Thinking of the missing Er Gou, Wu Meiren's expression was slightly depressed. Feng Jia, who had been staring at him, almost noticed the change of Wu Meiren's mood when he just lowered his eyes, and threw the bone in his hand aside Feng Jia asked quickly: " Wu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I remembered a friend of mine." Wu Meiren said in a low voice: "When I'm almost recovered... I'll look for it, Jiaer, you rest, I'll be on guard."

"...It's okay, Wu, you should rest first." Feng Jia rubbed her stomach with her hands, and said with a smile, "I'm a bit full of food and I can't sleep for the time being. You rest first and I'll watch."

"Okay then, remember to wake me up in two hours." The witch beauty nodded, then got up and came under a tall tree, leaning her back on the trunk to find a more comfortable position, the witch beauty closed her eyes start to rest.

Today he was exhausted faster than usual due to the injuries on his body. Now that he was relaxed, he felt a sense of fatigue gradually creeping up his limbs.

Feng Jia sat by the fire and stared at Wu Meiren quietly until the other party was breathing steadily and completely fell asleep, then slowly stood up, walked to Wu Meiren's side lightly, Feng Jia lowered her head and took off her coat , and covered the witch beauty after warming it by the fire.

Wu Meiren must be very tired, she didn't even change her breathing during the whole process, Feng Jia stared at the other party's sleeping face and secretly clenched her fists.

The white witch beauty suddenly woke up when fish belly appeared in the sky. He had a dream, dreaming that he would never return to the original world. Not only that, the Temple of Light even put him in order not to expose the source of light in his body. imprisoned.

This dream was so real that Wu Meiren couldn't regain consciousness for a long time when she woke up, until she felt a faint pain in her shoulder, Wu Meiren raised her head and met a pair of worried blue eyes.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Feng Jia stretched out her hand to wipe the sweat from Wu Meiren's forehead: "Don't worry, I have everything."

Wu Meiren's sanity has not yet returned, and he didn't notice anything wrong with Feng Jia's close contact at this moment. He took a quick breath and tried to calm his heartbeat. Finally, he propped up his body and shook his head dryly. Said: "Nothing."

Feng Jia's eyes were still worried, but at this moment she could only say: "I have some warm water here, would you like some?"

"Thank you so much." Wu Meiren was very sorry, he was basically awake now, and he realized that it was already dawn, looking at Feng Jia in front of him, he couldn't help softening his attitude and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, you didn't rest tonight, I……"

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy." Feng Jia scratched her forehead hair, and smiled at the witch beauty: "My magic power has also recovered, and I'm not too tired now."

Wu Meiren reached out to take the kettle handed by the other party and took a sip of warm water. Feng Jia's body was shrouded in a faint golden light in the twilight of the morning light, and even the outline of her body seemed so unreal for a moment. The other party has long golden hair, so it is not too much to say that it is an envoy from the gods.

"Gal, has anyone told you that you are suitable for the Holy See?" The witch beauty covered the kettle, raised her eyes and said indifferently: "Sometimes you make me feel like a paladin."

"Oh? Wu, do you think so?" Feng Jia tilted her head and thought, "But I don't like the Holy See very much. I have seen those envoys of the Holy See and the so-called paladins before, but they are generally too arrogant... I don't think so. Guys who look at people with their nostrils aren't interested."

Wu Meiren was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help touching her chin when she thought of the people he had come into contact with during the past few years in the Temple of Light. What Feng Jia said... seemed to be true. Most of the people in the Temple of Light were actually not likable.

Feng Jia drank half of the water from the water bottle that Wu Meiren drank. Seeing the other party rubbing his chin, lowering his eyes, and looking thoughtful, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Actually, we magicians are not very good. I like the Temple of Light, and the Magic Association would probably have fought against the Temple of Light if it wasn’t for the monsters, as you know…the incident in Yinhe Town a few years ago.”

The incident in Yinhe Town caused a lot of trouble a few years ago, and once brought the relationship between the Temple of Light and the Magic Association to a freezing point. The virus that is unique to monsters, when the companions noticed that something was wrong, the virus had already begun to spread among the civilians in Yinhe Town.

The local cardinal ordered the soldiers stationed here to surround Yinhe Town. All the civilians who had contact with the infected people were gathered together and set fire to death. The magician with the virus and his team The team, too, was not spared.

The Magic Association was furious because no one in the magician team was infected with the virus, and the church set fire to a team of magicians without saying a word. This move was undoubtedly a severe blow. The face of the Magic Association.

What made the Magic Association even more intolerable was the attitude of the pope at the time. Not only did he not punish the local cardinal, he even rewarded him. How could this make the Magic Association feel relieved.

For this reason, this incident even brought troubles to the royal city. In the end, His Majesty the King himself spoke up and asked the Temple of Light to pay hundreds of high-level scrolls of light to the Magic Association. Only then did the matter gradually subside.

However, Liang Zijie is a knot. Since then, the Magic Association and the Temple of Light have completely torn apart. What happened behind the scenes is not the same. The king just turned a blind eye and closed his eyes. Too lazy to care.

The witch beauty had heard about this incident in the Temple of Light, and he had also seen the cardinal who was stationed there.

The pope received the cardinal at the Temple of Light back then, and praised him: "Bart, you would rather kill a monster by mistake than let any monster go. You did a good job."

Cardinal Bart bowed deeply, and respectfully saluted the Pope: "Thank you, Your Excellency, for your praise."

Thinking of this, Wu Meiren couldn't help withdrawing her thoughts and sneered in her heart, what are she thinking about these things now?What to do with him.