Wind and Rain

There were as many as one or two hundred people who escaped from Wuji Villa, and because they were in a hurry, they didn't even have time to bring their rations. Fortunately, almost everyone here is an expert hunter, and now is the harvest season, so there is no need to worry about food.

Wang Cai's favorite disciple of the Qingfeng School patted its head, pointed to the woods, and said, "Wang Cai, let's go!"

Wang Cai raised his head high and barked a few times, spread his limbs, and ran out vigorously. Several young disciples who volunteered to go out to hunt formed a team, and they all used light power and quickly ran away behind Wang Cai.

Some people buried pots and made rice in the open space. Qingjing took the hands of the two Qilins and said cheerfully: "Stone, Lin'er, let's go, let's go pick up firewood."

The three teenagers took a few steps to the edge of the woods, Chu Qi broke away from Qingjing, shook his hands and hummed: "If you want to go, go, and you can move your hands and feet properly."

"You must be careful about being poor, you are actually a girl, Qi'er sister-mei!" Qing Jing laughed narrowly.

Chu Qi raised his knife and slashed at Qing Jing's back: "No big or small guy, Lin'er, teach him a lesson!"

"Uncle Qing is watching, we waited until no one was there." Chu Lin also raised his lips and smiled, but the hand held by Qing Jing turned to embrace his shoulder.

"Hey you two, don't forget that you are brothers!" Qing Jing shouted, "How can you bully the young and innocent me like this!"

Chu Qi smiled and leaned over: "Young and innocent, who are you talking about, why didn't I see it."

Chu Lin also agreed: "That is, who is the elder brother, isn't he your Qi'er sister?"

"Lin'er, you are neither big nor small, my brother is so heartbroken. Ajing, teach him a lesson!"

Sitting under the shade of the tree, Qinglang looked at the three children who were fighting to pick up firewood, and sighed deeply: "These little guys who want debts have finally grown up."

A handful of fruit suddenly fell into his arms from the sky, and Yan Qi stood beside him, both sleeves tucked into his elbows, revealing his tender white arms. He handed the knife to Qinglang: "Gao Fang picked it, he said it was delicious. Quick, peel it!"

Qinglang reluctantly took the knife, picked up a piece of fruit laboriously, wiped clean on his valuable clothes, and began to skillfully peel it.

The wings of the little eagles are hardened, and one day they will leave his shelter and fly high on their own. There is also a debt collector, who is going to pay him for the rest of his life. He must always spread his wings to protect and take good care of this delicate, fragile and beautiful bird.

Jun Shuying took the two skewers of barbecue for lunch, and took out the white porcelain bottle from his arms, held it in his palm and pondered for a moment, then turned to look for Chu Feiyang.

Chu Feiyang was sitting on the edge of a low mountain cliff at this time, and the strong mountain wind was blowing on his face, bringing the coolness of late autumn.

When Jun Shuying came over, he didn't have to turn his head to hear his footsteps.

The corners of Chu Feiyang's mouth curved slightly, until Jun Shuying sat next to him and handed over a skewer of barbecued meat, he turned to look at Jun Shuying.

"I'm a wounded man, so I can be lazy for seven days. Thinking about it this way, it's actually quite comfortable." Chu Feiyang smiled.

"Stop talking nonsense, eat." Jun Shuying sent the meat to Chu Feiyang.

"It's a great regret in life to have meat but no wine." Chu Feiyang sighed, reaching out to take the barbecue.

Jun Shuying lowered her head and was silent for a moment, before she said: "Feiyang, it's time for the poison to erupt again. Today's pain is more unbearable than yesterday, I—" Jun Shuying pursed her thin lips and did not continue. .

As long as one thinks of the miserable appearance of Chu Feiyang when he was tortured by the highly poisonous yesterday, and today is even more painful than then, all words are pale and powerless at this moment. Jun Shuying didn't want to comfort anything, because Chu Feiyang didn't need it.

"I will accompany you." Jun Shuying put her arms around Chu Feiyang's neck, resting her forehead on his shoulder, and whispered.

Chu Feiyang wrapped a hand around him, patted the top of his head, and curled his thin lips, which were slightly dry and cracked, and said with a smile: "Be good, don't be sad, we are not parting from life and death. There is a kind of supreme kung fu, you must change the tendons and wash the marrow, and go through extreme physical torment before you can achieve greatness. Just think that I am practicing kung fu."

"If you want to practice like this, no matter how extreme martial arts are, it's rubbish, as long as you don't have to suffer." Jun Shuying continued in a low voice. It seems that in such an atmosphere, no matter how well-behaved and thoughtful words are, they can be easily said.

Chu Feiyang kissed his hair and said with a smile, "Oh, your mouth is so sweet. You guy, you obviously know what I like the most. Remember to give a sweet jujube a taste from time to time."

Jun Shuying stopped talking. Chu Feiyang shook him and said again: "When the poison develops later, I don't want to be watched by others in a circle. It's enough for me as long as you stay by my side."

At Chu Feiyang's request, Jun Shuying and him avoided everyone's sight and went to a hidden cave.