feeding spirit

"Cough, cough, cough." Tu Yu was shocked, accompanied by a violent cough, he gradually woke up, and slowly opened his eyes.

I saw that it was already night, and only the candle torch was burning in the room, illuminating the room that was sleeping in the dark.

At this time, he found that he was lying on the bed, covered with a good quilt, but he vaguely remembered that he was injured and fell to the ground, fell asleep, and dreamed about some old things.

He turned his head to meet a fresh and handsome face. Gong Liangyi was lying on the side of the bed and fell asleep at this time. The flickering candlelight shone on his original white face, making it look even softer.

Thinking about it, Gong Liangyi knocked on the door for a long time, but did not get a response from Tu Yu, nor did he leave. Instead, he opened the door and came in. As soon as he came in, he saw Tu Yu's body lying on the ground, his face paled in shock, With the current situation, Gong Liangyi fell asleep watching him.

Tu Yu stood up cautiously, trying to help Gong Liangyi get up on the bed so that he could sleep better, but his hand just touched Gong Liangyi's arm.

Opening his eyes vigilantly, his face was wary. Seeing that it was Tu Yu who woke up and wanted to help him up, he smiled and asked, "Yu, is there any discomfort?"

Tu Yu smiled, shook his head and said, "Brother, you have been looking after me, how long have I been asleep?"

Gong Liangyi got up, but it seemed that he had been lying down for a long time, his hands and feet were numb, and he was a little unsteady. Tu Yu pulled him to the side of the bed and sat down, saying: "Brother, why don't you sleep for a while!"

Gong Liangyi waved his hand and said: "I'm fine, you've been sleeping for several days, but I was so anxious, but Master said it's fine, you just spit out the blood, sleep for a few days, and you'll be fine."

Tu Yu said: "Then what are you doing guarding me, since Master said it's all right?"

He understood very well in his heart that Gong Liangyi was really worried about himself, and he was in a coma and needed someone to take care of him, so Gong Liangyi recommended himself and ran towards Tu Yu.

"Yu, let me sleep for a while!" While Tu Yu was thinking about it, Gong Liangyi took off his boots and robe by himself, lay down on the bed, pulled the quilt over, and closed his eyes.

Tu Yu blinked blankly, and looked at the sleeping Gong Liangyi, whose eyes were still slightly blue. It seemed that he hadn't slept well in the past few days. He slept for a long time, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

After sitting on the bed for a while, he tiptoed up from the bed, lightly adjusted Gong Liangyi into a comfortable sleeping position, and put away the robe that Gong Liangyi had thrown aside.

In a daze, he put on his robe, put on a silver-gray fox fur, put on his boots, gently opened the door, glanced at Gong Liangyi, saw that he was still fast asleep, went out with peace of mind, and gently closed the door .

It's extremely cold, especially this cold night. In a short while, winter is coming, and it should snow by then!

Tu Yu casually walked on the circular corridor. At this time, in the middle of the night, everyone had rested, and Tu Yu had rested for several days and was full of energy.

Tu Yu raised his eyes to look at the Qianfeng in front of him, thought for a moment, then started to walk up the peak.

Qianfeng at night is cold and windy, and the golden apricot leaves no longer emit the same golden light as in the daytime, only a dim pale yellow, and the wind is much stronger than in the daytime.

He didn't know why he was going up the mountain, and there was something inexplicably pulling him to go up the mountain.

Just like that, Tu Yu walked forward blindly, and the cold wind that kept coming towards him made his sickly cheeks flush.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute is melodious, the tone is mournful and desolate, the tone is low and melodious, and its sound is whining, like complaints like admiration, like weeping like complaints, and the lingering sound is endless.

Tu Yu followed the sound of the flute and came to the jungle. The sound of the flute kept echoing, and he couldn't accurately find the person playing the flute.

He couldn't help thinking in his heart: "I don't know who played this piece, it's a rare good piece."

Thinking so, Tu Yu stopped and listened quietly to the sound of the flute.

"But you like it?" The sound of Xiao suddenly stopped.

Tu Yu was still immersed in the sound of the flute, and blurted out: "I like it."

Immediately, Tu Yu was taken aback, the voice of the person asking the question just now seemed to come from above his head.

Looking up, I saw the man sitting on the tree trunk, wearing a black robe, his jet-black hair fluttering in the wind, not messy, but with a kind of elegant beauty, with sharp edges and corners yet handsome, the lines of his brows The corners of the mouth raised a seductive arc slightly, and the eyebrows were raised slightly. The bottomless black eyes were looking at Tu Yu with playfulness.

Tu Yu gasped, this isn't Qiu Jie, who else could it be?

I saw that Qiu Jie was holding a white jade flute in his hand. It seemed that he was the one who played the flute. I don't know if there was something wrong with him, so that he could play such a sad but exciting tune.

Thinking of this, Tu Yu decided to help.

"You played the tune just now really well. It's a great honor to see you again." Tu Yu said with a smile.

Qiu Jie said: "As long as you like it, it's late at night and the dew is heavy, it's better for you to go back and rest earlier."

Tu Yu was a little surprised that the other party didn't call him by his name. Could it be that the nobleman forgot too much?

After the two met in the water last time, they met in another place, and both sides learned their names.

After a while, Tu Yu slowly opened his mouth and said: "I slept too much, I came out to get some air, I'm not so delicate, I'm sick, but it's brother Qiu, why are you in the deep mountains and old forests in the middle of the night."

After hesitating for a moment, Tu Yu continued: "I don't know the way? I still have time to go to the town in the future."

Qiu Jie said slowly, "Walking around."

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Tu Yu was speechless.

Qiu Jie jumped and landed steadily, and by coincidence, he landed in front of Tu Yu.

Tu Yu's vision was completely black, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Brother, would you mind discussing with me?"

Qiu Jie said: "Huh? What do you want to learn from?"

Tu Yu smiled: "Qu."

Yes, Tu Yu suddenly remembered that the Qu Le banquet was approaching, and he hadn't prepared for it all along. Now that he met a flute master, how could he let it go?

Naturally, it is better to stick around and give some pointers for myself, isn't it?But I don't know if the other party is willing to spend time with me.

"Okay." Qiu Jie agreed straightforwardly, and Tu Yu's smile deepened, ready to move.

Tu Yu looked around, looking for materials to make Xiao.

Qiu Jie said: "Go on."

Hearing this, he stretched out his hand to catch it, and when he lowered his head, he saw a icy-cold flute, a crystal-clear jade flute like ice cubes.

Tu Yu raised his head slightly and said, "Thank you, Brother Qiu, do you bring two flutes with you?"

And it seems that the two flutes are precious items.

"I happened to have two on me." Qiu Jie said.

Tu Yu smiled.

"How to compete? You play a song, I play a song? Or..." Qiu Jie didn't finish what he wanted to say, but paused, raising his eyebrows and looking at Tu Yu.

"Naturally, it's a battle against music." Tu Yu laughed.

"So? Let's start!" Qiu Jie said with a meaningful smile.

After the words fell, the two of them held flutes in both hands, and the wind blew by, their clothes were as black as ink and as white as snow, dancing with the wind, and the sound of the flutes echoed.

The more Tu Yu played, the more he struggled, because he found that he couldn't beat Qiu Jie at all, and the other party was playing casually, effortlessly.

The low-pitched Xiao Yin turned into sharp blades, all attacking Tu Yu.

Tu Yu's Yuyin was used as a screen to block the sharp blade, but it seemed that he couldn't resist it. It can be seen that Qiu Jie's Yuxiao is very strong, but Tu Yu felt that this was not his real strength.

If you can't stop it, then let's fight!As a result, the barrier in front of Tu Yu instantly shattered and turned into a sound needle, fighting with Qiu Jie's sharp blade. The sharp blade was fatal, and the sound needle was so small that it would inevitably be broken.

His eyebrows were about to twitch, and instead of the low-pitched flute sound, it was replaced by a high-pitched flute sound. To that short sharp blade.

Qiu Jie's face was still calm, and he blew the low and mournful flute sound unhurriedly, and saw the sharp blade flying in the air, a burst of powerful spiritual waves spread, and the long sword scattered little by little. Starlight, floating in the air, then disillusioned.

The sound of the flute stopped hoarsely, Qiu Jie took the flute, pinned the jade flute to his waist, and looked at Tu Yu who was confronting him.

The long sword transformed by Tu Yu's Xiao Yin has been cut into pieces by Qiu Jie's short blade.

He couldn't help being implicated, so he reached out his hand to wipe away the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes to look at Qiu Jie, saw that the other party was looking at him quietly, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is very powerful in winning, I admire you very much."

Qiu Jie said: "General."

Tu Yu still smiled and said: "I am indeed inferior to others."

Qiu Jie cast a sideways glance at Tu Yu and said, "Indeed, but what I'm talking about is me."

Tu Yu was taken aback for a moment, and said, "It's not common for Your Excellency to have such cultivation at such a young age."

Qiu Jie in front of him is only in his early twenties, he is already very strong with this level of cultivation, but Tu Yu secretly feels that Qiu Jie can be stronger.

"No, the strongest is the one who constantly surpasses himself." Qiu Jie said in a deep voice.

Tu Yu blurted out and asked, "Are you always surpassing yourself endlessly?"

Qiu Jie casually leaned on a big tree, folded his arms and said: "If you don't move forward, you will be overtaken sooner or later. No matter how high your cultivation level is, there is a possibility of being overtaken by others. Only by constantly breaking through yourself and constantly moving forward , to become the strongest, not to be surpassed by others, I prefer to step on others than to be stepped on by others."

Tu Yu said with a smile: "Yes! What you said is not unreasonable."

After a pause, he said again: "But some people! They just like to keep aloof from the world."

Qiu Jie chuckled and said, "But some people just like to start wars."

Tu Yu sighed slightly: "Maybe!"

After saying that, he looked up at the sky, the sky was full of stars, it was really beautiful.

"Are you interested in admiring the stars with me?" Tu Yu turned his head and asked.

Qiu Jie said, "Alright."

Tu Yu smiled lightly and said, "Follow me."

Leading Qiu Jie through the dark woods, he finally stopped in an open space.

As far as the eye can see, there is still a piece of green grass, without obstacles, and the cold wind is blowing violently, but it is a treasured place for enjoying the scenery.

Tu Yu looked at Qiu Jie at the side, and saw that he was wearing a black robe, not much, and his face was not flushed from the cold. Tu Yu asked suspiciously, "Aren't you cold?"

Qiu Jie withdrew his gaze from looking at the grass, looked at Tu Yu and said, "If you get used to it, it won't be cold anymore."

Tu Yu blinked blankly, but this time Qiu Jie didn't explain again, but walked straight forward, stood on the grass, sat down, lay down, put his hands on the back of his head, and said softly, "Come here."

He walked to Qiu Jie's side, lying on the soft grass in the same posture as him.

The two were extraordinarily quiet, lying quietly, looking up at the vast starry sky, the piercing wind was blowing against them non-stop.

Tu Yu looked at Qiu Jie next to him, and seeing that he was still lukewarm, he couldn't help wondering: Could it be that he has a high cultivation level and can resist the cold?

"If you think it's because of your cultivation." Qiu Jie turned to look at Tu Yu, paused for a while, and then said, "That's right!"

Tu Yu was startled, turned his head and continued to look towards the bright starry sky, and said, "Your Excellency..."

Qiu Jie interrupted Tu Yu and said, "Just call me Qiu Jie."

Tu Yu nodded, and then, thinking that Qiu Jie might not have seen it, he said, "Well, then... what do you think this starry sky looks like in the heaven? What do you think of the fairy world? Immortal?"

Qiu Jie said calmly: "No, I will not be a fairy for life."

Tu Yu was stunned and said, "Why?"

Qiu Jie chuckled lightly and said, "If you don't like it, it's wrong."

Tu Yu said: "Okay, you are the first person I have met who does not want to be a fairy."

Qiu Jie said indifferently: "A long time ago, the world of immortals was called the world of gods. Later, because the so-called gods were not worthy of being gods, they were demoted to immortals, and the world of heaven was another name."

Tu Yu thought about it and asked, "What do you say? Made a mistake?"

Qiu Jie raised his eyes, and said: "God, who claims to be omnipotent, but has no use for it, is cast aside by people, saying: "I am not worthy of being a god, and demoted to be an immortal."

Tu Yu was puzzled and said: "Since you are a god, although it is indeed impossible to be omnipotent, it is not so useless that you will be demoted, right?"

"Who knows?" Qiu Jie mocked.