Our leader can't be so funny

The bonfire gradually burned out, and the remaining faint light flickered.Everything is silent, only the sound of insects lingering in this silent night.

Ye Fuyi's eyes were bright red, it was the light of red candles, and he vaguely saw a figure in the haze, although he couldn't see his appearance clearly, he felt that his features were picturesque, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

The man called his name softly, and the lingering voice was like strands of silk thread, entangled him, unable to escape, unable to push away, he could only drown in the world constructed by that man.

In a trance, a plain white hand stretched out, the slender fingers were like peeled onion roots, lingering on his body, leaving sparks of fire, just as he was drunk, dreaming, dying, the voice of that person Suddenly, he became shrill, like a jackdaw screaming in a quiet night, and his sadness was like a knife soaked in ice and snow, cutting open his flesh little by little, making him in agony.

"... Ling'er." Like a fish about to die of thirst, he opened his mouth and breathed in vain.

The person in his arms suddenly trembled violently.

Ye Fuyi suddenly opened his eyes, and the light and shadow in his dream receded in an instant. When he wanted to chase after it, he found that it was as far away as the starry sky.

Ye Fuyi looked down at Feng Ling, only to find that Feng Ling's eyes were closed tightly and his face was pale.

"Ling'er?" Ye Fuyi was startled, stroked his face, only to realize that his body was surprisingly cold.Hastily put his palm behind him, and lost a wave of internal force.

"Ling'er, wake up." Ye Fuyi stretched out his hand to check his pulse, there was nothing unusual, but he was even more surprised and panicked all of a sudden.

Although he was a master of medicine, he had never encountered such a pulse condition before. Thinking of losing Feng Ling again, Ye Fuyi's heart felt cold and his hands and feet went limp.

Feng Ling in her arms let out a dissatisfied dream, turned over, and stretched out her arms to hug his waist.

Ye Fuyi came back to his senses, and called out: "Ling'er?"

Feng Ling opened her eyes impatiently, glanced at him, and muttered: "It's really annoying to keep calling my name. Even if my name sounds nice, you can't disturb me to sleep in the middle of the night."

Ye Fuyi stretched out his hand to caress his face, and noticed that his face had returned to warmth, and his whole body was not as scary as Cailiang just now, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and explained: "I saw Ling'er had a nightmare, so I woke up Ling'er." of."

Feng Ling snorted: "It's obviously you who had the nightmare."

Ye Fuyi's body froze, his face turned livid.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Feng Ling explained again: "You grabbed me very tightly when I was sleeping, so I guess you were having a nightmare." Sighed slightly meaningfully, "It's really unexpected that the majestic leader of the martial arts can do it too. nightmare."

"Ling'er is afraid of acupuncture, and the martial arts leader has nightmares, it's all human." Ye Fuyi hugged him and said softly.

Feng Ling snorted arrogantly: "Don't mention acupuncture anymore."

Ye Fuyi said: "Okay, then Ling'er is not allowed to mention my nightmare again."

"The deal is a deal, and whoever breaks the precept is a piggy."

"Okay." Ye Fuyi pinched his belly.

Feng Ling's eyes widened: "Rogue." After a pause, "I'm hungry."

Ye Fuyi: "..."

"Peel the lotus seeds for you to eat?" Leader Ye tried.

"Then peel it off." The leader said arrogantly.

Ye Fuyi let go of him, picked up the lotus pod, and started peeling the lotus seeds.

Feng Ling sat beside him, watching him peel the lotus seeds seriously.Ye Fuyi peeled one piece and brought it to his mouth, Feng Ling opened her mouth obediently, and just like that, the two of them peeled one and ate it, and the sky gradually brightened.

The morning light cast into the cave, casting mottled shadows, Ye Fuyi peeled off the last lotus seed, and very consciously sent it to Feng Ling's mouth, only to see Feng Ling's eyes wide open, more energetic than at night.

Ye Fuyi felt a little helpless: "Not sleepy?"

Feng Ling shook her head and said to him: "It's dawn, it's time for us to have breakfast."

Ye Fuyi subconsciously looked at his bulging belly: "..."

Feng Ling shrunk her stomach and said fiercely: "What are you looking at! I have a big appetite! Just a few small lotus seeds, you can feed them to fish!"

Fish are not as edible as you. Ye Fuyi looked away and said, "We'll go hunting later, but before that, we need to change the wound."

Ye Fuyi is worthy of being a genius doctor, the wound that was very hideous two days ago has scabbed now, after applying the medicine, Ye Fuyi said to Feng Ling: "Stretch out your hand."

Feng Ling was vigilant: "Why?"

"Feel your pulse." Ye Fuyi didn't hide it from him.

"I've touched it several times." Feng Ling muttered softly, "And the wound is almost healed." But she still stretched out her hand honestly.

Ye Fuyi felt for his pulse with his fingers, and after a while, he frowned slightly, and looked up at Feng Ling.

Feng Ling's body is not in serious condition, but there is a very abnormal internal force. This may be the reason why his whole body was suddenly cold last night. The strange thing is why he didn't notice it when he checked his pulse before. What did he do in the past three years? Toss my body like this.

Seeing that he was looking at her strangely, Feng Ling withdrew her hand abruptly. Seeing Ye Fuyi's surprised expression, she hurriedly explained: "I'm fine, I'm in good health, you should take care of yourself first when you're so idle, seeing your pale face Yes, those who didn’t know thought you were terminally ill.”

"Really?" Ye Fuyi touched his face.

Feng Ling nodded fiercely, but seriously.

Ye Fuyi sighed: "Well, it's probably because I haven't slept all night, I'd better catch up on sleep first."

Feng Ling grabbed his sleeve and looked at him with a resentful face, with only two words written on his face - breakfast.

Ye Fuyi finally couldn't hold back, and laughed, just wanting to rub his head like a big dog, how could his feathers be so cute.

The two tidied up and went out, Ye Fuyi carried his iron sword, Feng Ling didn't have a weapon, so he found a strong stick, his aura was not inferior to Leader Ye at all.

Feng Ling secretly thought, even if he didn't bring back a fat rabbit, at least he could catch a pheasant, or the fish in the lake would do just fine.

In fact, the two walked for a long time, but they didn't see a single hare or pheasant, and even the fish in the lake sank into the water without a trace.

Feng Ling rubbed her stomach with a gloomy expression on her face.

Ye Fuyi comforted: "Don't worry, it's still early, there will definitely be something to eat."

"It's all your fault." Feng Ling frowned, "It's so tall that it scares them away."

"..." The tall and stalwart Leader Ye was deeply introspective.

Feng Ling raised her head and looked around melancholy. Except for the blue sky, she was surrounded by cliffs, high mountains and steep slopes, and strange peaks lined up. She was very worried. Even if the two of them recovered from their injuries completely, it would not be easy to climb out from here. , the key is that they have to find an exit.

Seeing his expression, Ye Fuyi comforted him, "Don't worry Ling'er, it's not a big problem to go out with my lightness kung fu."

"Then will you take me with you?" Feng Ling's eyes sparkled, and she really didn't want to admit that her lightness kung fu was no match for the leader.

Ye Fuyi nodded gently: "Naturally, Ling'er is mine, so there's no reason to abandon her."

As expected, Feng Ling was very happy to be coaxed by him. After a pause, she asked again: "Then, can you climb Qianyun Peak?"

"I don't know, I haven't tried it. When we go out this time, we can try it."

"That means you plan to intervene in this case?" Feng Ling asked half excitedly.

Ye Fuyi nodded: "If we can solve this century-old unsolved case, some people's wishes will be fulfilled."

Feng Ling put her chin on her hand and said, "Where's Yun Sujin? Are you still looking for it?"

"Of course, I agreed to Old Castle Master Yun."

"What did Old Castle Master Yun promise you?"

"What?" Ye Fuyi was puzzled.

"He must have promised you to marry Yun Sujin to you."

Ye Fuyi laughed helplessly: "Where is Linger thinking again, am I so short of a wife?"

Feng Ling nodded heavily: "Otherwise, I wouldn't just agree to marry Zhuang Liancheng."

... This is the rhythm of turning over old accounts. Ye Fuyi felt a little headache, but also a little happy. His family Ling'er's jealous appearance was really touching, and he couldn't help but raised his arms to hug him: "Ling'er is thinking too much, It is true that I married Zhuang Liancheng that day because the leader's mansion lacked another master. Now that I have found another master for the leader's mansion, naturally I won't mess around with women.

I have never seen that Yun Sujin before, but I have only heard her voice and seen her portrait. Her father has saved my life, and the promise to find her is just to repay the favor. You are not allowed to think about it anymore. , in short, I only recognize Ling'er in this world, believe me, this time, I will never let go. "

"Did we know each other before?" Feng Ling suddenly said something surprising.

Ye Fuyi's complexion changed slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Why do you suddenly ask like this?"

"Occasionally, I have a strange feeling that you and I have known each other for a long time." Feng Ling said.

Ye Fuyi let go of him, looked down into his eyes, and jokingly said: "I heard that before you and I met, Ling'er asked someone to draw my portrait, hung it in the room day and night, and threatened to be my portrait." People, that's why I feel that you and I have known each other for a long time."

Sure enough, Feng Ling's face flushed slightly, she turned her head arrogantly, and snorted: "I never did such a stupid thing, someone must have slandered me!"

"Well, someone must have framed Ling'er."

"I suddenly don't feel hungry anymore." Feng Ling said.

"Why?"

"Your love words are too sweet." Feng Ling said, covering her cheeks, "Toothache."

Ye Fuyi: "..." Couldn't help but leaned over and kissed Feng Ling's forehead.

I really love him so much, if Feng Ling hadn't forced him back then, how could he let go so easily.

I really want to hold this guy in my hand and love him all the time.

"Alright, let's walk around, maybe we'll find something new." Ye Fuyi said.

Feng Ling nodded in agreement, and suggested: "Let's go separately."

"Why?" Ye Fuyi was depressed.

"In this way, the chance of 'new discoveries' will be even greater." Feng Ling smiled at him, turned around and left, leaving the leader melancholy in the wind like a mushroom cloud.