Xianjun Breeding Guide

After listening to Hu Xiaoyao's suggestion, Wen Qianxiao didn't rest for a moment, and hurried back with two catties of Baihua nectar, and caught a ferret on the way.

He was afraid that it would be delayed for another two days, the injury would be fully healed, and the effect of the performance would not be good.

It's a pity that when we returned to the Unnamed Palace, the last ray of light in the sky had already sunk, and the night came with stars, Bai Ziyou was either cultivating or sleeping.

Master Mozun considered for a long time, and finally gave up the idea of ​​calling people up, and prepared to go to Ninghe Hall to rest honestly.

The hall was dark and dark, but there was still a bit of warmth after the spices were burned, which seemed to be two points more warm than usual.

Wen Qianxiao was puzzled.

Is there anything wrong with your nose?

Could it be that because I lived in the Fox Cave for a few days and missed my own bed so much, I mistook this empty and cold Ninghe Palace for a gentle town?

He shook his head and sneered, and flicked his fingers lightly, the candles in the hall lit up one by one, and it was as bright as day.

Lord Mozun suddenly paused and raised his eyebrows.

Today's Ninghedian is indeed unusual.

Half of the bed quilt fell on the ground, and the other half was slightly draped over the curled up figure, and a silhouette was faintly reflected from the curtain.

The bright candlelight disturbed the sleeping shadow.

Xiao Xianjun didn't seem to like this bed very much, she just touched the edge of the bed lightly, and she was about to fall off immediately when she was so disturbed.

Wen Qianxiao was shocked, before he had time to think about why Bai Ziyou appeared here, he just made a trick and flashed over, hugging him into his arms.A heavy weight pressed on the wound without warning, and he couldn't help but "hiss".

Bai Ziyou was a little dazed from his sleep, his eyes swept across the candlelight that disturbed his sleep, and then fell back on him, he asked in a daze, "You... are you back?"

Wen Qianxiao was stunned.

He still remembered that day when Xiao Xianjun was frivolous, his face was pale, his eyes were red, and he looked extremely hated.Strange and strange, he was not pushed away.

Bai Ziyou was very calm, he sat up slowly from his arms, and even grabbed his arm for strength.

"Uh——! Don't, don't touch...let go...let go..." Wen Qianxiao's heart trembled in pain, his teeth were about to be crushed, and he barely swallowed back the scream that rushed to his mouth .

A demon who can whine and yell in pain is outrageous, and he can't lose face in front of Xiao Xianjun.

Bai Ziyou looked down, his hands were covered with blood.

"You are hurt?"

Wen Qianxiao suddenly recovered.

If the other party starts to care—according to Hu Xiaoyao's plan, at this time, he should collapse on the ground, pretending to be weak at any time, and then Xiao Xianjun will panic and cry, subconsciously Give yourself spiritual power—wait a minute, there seems to be a section ahead?

Ah yes, you have to take out the presents first.

Master Mozun was still trying to recall the script given by Hu Xiaoyao, Xiao Xianjun had already rolled up his sleeves for him expressionlessly, and took a light breath when he saw the miserable state of bare bones.

"The injury is quite serious, was it plotted by someone?"

Wen Qianxiao scratched her hair, didn't know how to answer, and tried to continue following the script: "Cough, let's not talk about this first, I heard that the fairy in the cloud realm likes to eat nectar, so I specially brought..."

Bai Ziyou wasn't frightened by the hideous injury, nor did he listen to what he said, instead he was single-mindedly curious about why the skinless bone could still stay in its original position.

So he gently pinched Lord Mozun's left ring phalanx, shook it twice, only heard a soft "click", and Wen Qianxiao almost stared out his eyes.

What happened next completely escaped the master Mozun's control, and rolled into the gutter like a runaway wild horse.

His phalanx... was broken off...

Dead silence.

A certain fox’s book of deceiving people claims to be invincible among demon generals, but for some reason, he encountered an accident in the face of the little fairy, and fell back and died before leaving the teacher. Even if the perverted fox came in person, he might not be able to cope with this misfortune.

Xiao Xianjun pinched the half of the phalanx blankly, his whole body seemed to be petrified.

After a long time, he took a cautious look at Wen Qianxiao, and after making sure that someone was not angry, he put the bones back together for him.

The fingertips swayed lightly, the spiritual power was released, and the vigorous vitality circled around the bones, and a slender green blade of grass was born out of thin air.The blade of grass was curled up, obediently attached to the phalanx, wrapping it like a bandage.

"..."

Wen Qianxiao stared at the bone in his left palm, which looked like shallots mixed with tofu, and was so shocked that he couldn't make a sound, until Xiao Xianjun tugged on his sleeve uneasily, and asked with concern: "Can it grow well?"

Lord Mozun regained his composure, and covered his face with his right hand in pain, a voice as weak as dying came out from between his fingers: "You...I...how can I grow flesh on this bone?"

Bai Ziyou was startled, quickly peeled off the blade of grass, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

The bones lost their fixation, and "Bada" fell off again.

"..."

Wen Qianxiao wanted to pass out.

There is no need to act, he is really weak, the kind who will be frightened to death at any time.

As expected, Bai Ziyou panicked, released a ray of spiritual power, and put his phalanx back in place.

This weak spiritual power will dissipate at any time, and it is quite unstable, almost to the extent that Xiao Xianjun will lose it as soon as he lets go.

Of course, Wen Qianxiao himself has no intention of blaming this. He made all his mistakes because he listened to the perverted fox's nonsense and let Xiao Xianjun see this unlucky injury... No, the question is who can bear it His own bones fell down over and over again in front of his eyes! ? ?

It will be a nightmare!

Mozun's face turned blue, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a voice from his throat, and tremblingly said: "I... I will do it myself, don't bother... dare not bother Xianjun."

Bai Ziyou blinked, and cautiously withdrew his spiritual energy.

……never mind.

With tears in her eyes, Wen Qianxiao picked up the phalanx and put it back.The devilish energy imitating the shape of a meridian immediately appeared, quickly spread up, and caught this stray bone.The white bones of the entire palm seem to be one, as if there are layers of invisible meridians and flesh attached to them, fixing these fragmentary gadgets in their proper positions.

Xiao Xianjun's eyes lit up, the emerald color was almost clear, and he even smiled: "What a clever idea."

Wen Qianxiao raised his eyes, his heart was shocked for no reason, and he was stunned for a moment.

Maybe it was because of the nervousness just now, Xiaoxianjun was sweating lightly, with soft black hair sticking to his forehead, and his clothes were slightly messed up, looking normal and casual.His appearance at this time was not comparable to any well-dressed beauties in the Unnamed Palace, but that emerald eyes seemed to be full of all kinds of spring, and his smile seemed to suck people's souls away.

Wen Qianxiao couldn't think of any description, but felt a bit like the green juice stuffing that flowed out after biting the white glutinous flower cake, or maybe it was the first time he left the boundless evil sea and went to the world to see the spring bud square comparable.

But ordinary things are the easiest to get into people's hearts.

He hid his injured left hand, and finally realized that he didn't need any so-called deceptive book.Little Immortal would not eat the colorful intestines of the color fox.

If you don't want to say anything, the word "sincerity" is enough.

"Ziyou." Wen Qianxiao took the ferret out of the Qiankun bag, being a little clumsy in his care, this white and soft little beast is very fragile, and it seems that it can be strangled to death with a little force, "Do you want to raise it?" A mink?"

Bai Ziyou's heart trembled slightly.

There were people who once called out to themselves... In the thatched hut sheltered from the wind and rain, beside the warm red clay stove, under the stars and moon in the mountains, and also on the dark Yeming Mountain.

He tried his best not to think about those bad memories, hugged the ferret and stroked it, and said, "What's its name?"

"I don't have a name yet, so you can call me whatever you want." Wen Qianxiao said sharply, "Ziyou...don't like the deity calling you like that?"

Bai Ziyou lowered his head and teased this little mink who was not afraid of life, with a cold expression on his face, he returned the words unchanged: "It's just a title, you can call it whatever you want. My name was also chosen by others at will. Mink is no different."

Wen Qianxiao looked at him unexpectedly.

Since the night of getting drunk, this was the first time Xiao Xianjun mentioned his past.

"If you don't like it, don't force it." Lord Mozun finally found a place to use the little ink in his stomach, and pondered, "Your main body spirit grass is called 'Bai Lu', so the deity calls you... Ah How is Frost?"

Bai Ziyou really didn't mind.

"It's not bad, it's okay."

"A Shuang."

"Ah."

"You can call me Qianxiao." Wen Qianxiao was so happy that his tail almost went up to the sky, and said generously, "I allow you to call me by your first name."

Bai Ziyou touched the ferret's wet nose, raised his head, and said kindly, "Qian Xiao."

"Hey, it sounds so nice, let me say one more..."

Xiao Xianjun calmly said: "First explain what happened that day."

Wen Qianxiao: "..."

What should come will always come.

He began to search for excuses, trying to cover up the existence of the Evil Soul Jade: "This deity just...has, has old wounds that have not healed, and is easy...uh, the devilish energy leaks out, and the mood is unstable..."

"I don't want to know what caused the accident that day. After all, it is related to the secret of Wuming Palace and Niehai Demon Lord. As a fairy king, I still have this self-knowledge." Bai Ziyou pulled out the emerald jade plaque around his neck, Swaying in front of the Demon Lord, "I was also affected that day, and I almost lost my temper. You sent it to me on purpose, because you expected that I would be bewitched by the demonic energy early in the morning? Uh... it seems that there are still people in the upper echelon. Carved a small formation that starts on its own."

Wen Qianxiao thought for a while, and admitted: "I have a lot of evil energy in me, and I can easily treat you badly, so I gave this as a gift."

The jade plaque has the effect of purifying the heart and calming the mind, and can protect the mind; the moon-white silk umbrella is indestructible and can break everything. In addition, the two sets of clothes that I gave are comparable to golden silk soft armor. cold hair.

Bai Ziyou slowly tucked the emerald jade back into his clothes, the indifference buried deep in his heart finally loosened a little, and he let out a soft sound like spring breaking the ice.

"If you are willing, I will be by your side during these days of recuperation."