You worship me, I will soar

"Let me see your wound."

Mo Xun took Feng Ling'er's hand and walked to the bed.

Feng Ling'er obediently lay down on the bed, Mo Xun took off his shirt, and lightly brushed the scratched place, Feng Ling'er trembled unconsciously.

Mo Xun took out the elixir and carefully applied it on the wound.

Feeling cold and cold to the touch, Feng Ling'er lay on the bed, half-opening her eyes comfortably as if she had been patted down. In fact, thinking about it now, although he and Mo Xun used to quarrel a lot, if he was injured or sick, Mo Xun He will always find the elixir for himself as soon as possible.

Feng Ling'er unconsciously rubbed against the soft pillow. When he was young, he grew up alone in the Heavenly Court. Although the Heavenly Emperor sent Tian Nu to take care of his daily life, Tian Nu only followed the rules and never said much. The immortals thought of him and went to Wutong Garden to have a look, but they had too many things to do and had no time to take care of him. He was very lonely by himself, and some boys would take the opportunity to bully him, but he always refused to admit defeat Personality, so you must get it back every time.

He and Mo Xun were unhappy because they met for the first time when they were born. He thought that Mo Xun hated him, so he hid away after that, and had no intersection with Mo Xun. When they met again, it was two little boys Bullying him, he refused to admit defeat and kept getting up and fighting back. Just as they were fighting hard, Mo Xun passed by and took a look at him, and the two little boys immediately ran away in fright.

Mo Xun picked him up without saying a word, sent him back to his residence, and applied immortal medicine to his injured area.

Feng Ling'er didn't speak all the time, but looked at this unsmiling little fairy with bright eyes, who was born the same day as her, but was much taller than her.

Later, he always went to play in Mo Xun's Immortal Mansion, but Mo Xun was always very busy, and only when he got into trouble could he get Mo Xun's attention, and Mo Xun seldom smiled, only when he was watching him eat. Show a little smile.

Thinking of the past, Feng Ling'er unconsciously softened her brows and eyes.

Mo Xun healed the wound for him, pulled up his skirt, and said: "Let's go back to Heaven."

"what?"

Feng Ling'er's heart trembled, and she was stunned with her mouth open. During this period of time living in the bamboo house, he happily forgot the time. The ordinary life here made him feel at ease. He almost forgot about going back to the Heavenly Court , so I couldn't react for a while.

He didn't want to leave, so he was silent for a while, then lied softly, "I'm still hurt..."

"You have been able to maintain your human form, and your spiritual power is enough to support you back to the Heavenly Court. When you return to the Heavenly Court, there will be immortals to help you, so you can recover faster."

Feng Ling'er opened her mouth and couldn't find any more excuses, he just didn't want to leave the bamboo house, but looking at Mo Xun's indifferent face, he couldn't speak, Mo Xun seemed to have become the former Immortal Mo Xun again, Everything that happened during this period seemed to be a dream. When he woke up, the Mo Xun who would smile at him was gone.

After what happened to the two of them, it seemed really inappropriate to stay together day and night, and Mo Xun would feel uncomfortable if he was alone with himself.

Feng Ling'er had a pale face, so she obediently followed Mo Xun back to the heavenly court, but she couldn't stop feeling depressed.

Before leaving, I looked at the bamboo house again and again, everything is so worth nostalgia, it seems that even the fish in the water swim very well.

On the way back to the Heavenly Court, Mo Xun was afraid that he would not have enough spiritual power to fall off, so he kept holding his hand, but he let go as soon as he reached the Heavenly Court, and left immediately, leaving Feng Linger alone at a loss. Looking at the palm that was dropped.

As soon as the immortals in the heavenly court saw him coming back, they surrounded him and joked that he was beaten back to his original form by a jiaojun who hadn't yet ascended.

Seeing him dumbfounded, all the immortals looked at each other, knowing that Feng Ling'er was seriously injured this time, so they all dispersed, and went back to the Immortal Mansion to find an elixir for Feng Ling'er, although they all liked to take Feng Ling'er. Feng Ling'er is amused, but she really loves him in her heart. Feng Ling'er is innocent and smart, who wouldn't like it, even if she is silly sometimes, she is cutely silly.

Feng Ling'er stayed in Wutong Garden for three days, during which time many immortal families came to visit him, but Mo Xun never came.

Feng Ling'er missed the phoenix tree in the Lingyun Palace so much, so she flew to the Lingyun Palace, and ran to the phoenix tree to stay, but her eyes couldn't help looking into the house, and she didn't see Mo Xun after looking for a long time In desperation, he had no choice but to summon Tian Nu, and pretended to ask casually, "Where is your master?"

"Go back to Lord Feng, the master has gone to the world."

Feng Ling'er lowered her mouth, nodded, and let Tian Nu go down.

He lay on the sycamore tree and thought, did Mo Xun go to the world to catch a demon?Or back to the bamboo house?

Thinking of the bamboo house makes him feel depressed. After returning to the heaven, he always thinks of the days in the bamboo house unconsciously. He misses not only the time when he went to the mountains and forests to mess around, but also the meals cooked by Mo Xun. What he misses the most is the one who always smiles Mo Xun.

Feng Ling'er patted her cheeks, and decided not to think about it anymore, as Feng Jun, he should go to the Feng Clan to see, not to mention he missed Feng Xiaowu.

Although he is in the Heavenly Court, the Feng Clan will use the red talisman of communication to report to him the situation of the Feng Clan every day.

He knew that the clan was safe and happy, and nothing major happened, so he was not worried.

One day in the sky, three years on the ground, Feng Xiaowu is already a half-grown boy with delicate features. At the age of 13, his body has not yet grown, like a half-grown willow tree in the mountains, slender and straight, handsome at first sight Merry look.

Feng Ling'er has seen his appearance in his previous life, so he knows how gentle and elegant his handsome face will be when he grows up, but now Feng Xiaowu is different from his previous life, with a big smile on his face and a much more lively personality , is carefree who has not been persecuted by Mo Wushuang.

Seeing his obedient sweet smile, Feng Xiaowu said: "Feng Jun, you are here."

Feng Ling'er fondled his hair. In this life, no matter what, Feng Xiaowu would not be able to suffer any more. He wanted Feng Xiaowu to be so carefree forever.

He inquired about Feng Xiaowu's diet and daily life for a while, and then couldn't help telling him: "Xiao Wu, you must not run around, there are many bad people outside the Feng clan, especially monks, monks are the most terrifying, you must stay away Some."

Feng Xiaowu nodded vigorously, and responded crisply.

After thinking about it, Feng Ling'er added another sentence: "Don't go to Lancheng, there are a lot of bad people there."

If he remembers correctly, Mo Wushuang is now a monk in Qinglan Temple in Lancheng. He must take good care of Feng Xiaowu and not let him meet Mo Wushuang again.

He was thinking about something, so he didn't notice that Feng Xiaowu didn't answer this time, instead he pursed his lips guiltyly, and turned his eyes around anxiously.

Feng Ling'er held Feng Xiaowu's hand and talked with Granny Bai for a while, Feng Xiaowu looked obedient and well-behaved, and Feng Ling'er liked it very much.

There was a smile on the corner of Granny Bai's mouth, she hurriedly made a few plates of snacks for Feng Ling'er, Feng Linger ate them one by one, and did not forget to praise Granny Bai's cooking skills, making her smile brightly.

Going back to the Heavenly Court was also boring, so he stayed in Feng Clan for a few more days to play with Feng Xiaowu.

Feng Xiaowu is half-human and half-phoenix. A normal phoenix turns into a human after being born with a phoenix, but he was born as a human. He turned into a phoenix when he was ten years old, so he likes to fly around as a phoenix. .

Feng Ling'er looked at him happy and free every day, and she seemed to relax a lot.

Feng Xiaowu would occasionally be in a daze, wondering what he was thinking about, when Feng Linger asked him, he just smiled and said nothing.

Feng Ling'er didn't care too much, she just thought of him as a young man who was playing around.

After playing for a few days, Feng Ling'er returned to the Heavenly Court.

When I arrived at the Heavenly Court, I couldn't help asking a Tian Nu to inquire about it. The Tian Nu said that Mo Xun had returned, and Feng Ling'er was so happy that she ran to the Lingyun Palace, but she hesitated outside the Lingyun Palace. After the lap, he returned to the Wutong Garden with his head down. He was ashamed to see Mo Xun when he remembered what happened that night, and his heart couldn't stop beating.

It was all caused by drunkenness, Feng Linger decided not to drink anymore.

At night, Feng Ling'er lay on the soft cloud bed in Wutong Garden but couldn't sleep. Without her warm body holding him to sleep, the bed seemed to have become cold.

He was lying on the quilt alone, thinking wildly about aggrieved, for a while he counted that he hadn't seen Mo Xun for a few days, and then he remembered what happened that night, blushing and hid under the quilt.

The little stupid Phoenix didn't realize that all he was thinking about was that ice-cold fairy.

Later, he gradually fell asleep under the quilt with a blushing face, but he did not sleep peacefully, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his little nose was also wrinkled, as if he had been wronged.

The moonlight was cold, and in the dead of night, a figure in black passed by, stopped in front of Xiao Fenghuang's bed, looked at it silently for a long time, then sighed softly, leaned over and kissed Xiao Fenghuang gently on the forehead: "Good boy..."

The voice is clear but very gentle.

Little Phoenix groaned twice, rolled over on the bed, rubbed the soft pillow lightly, relaxed her brows, breathed gradually, and finally slept soundly this time.

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This article assumes that every life is the same length