Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

Ji Yuan said, "Relax and take good care of yourself."

Feng He looked at Ji Yuan in surprise. He was such a big and rough guy who only knew how to practice cultivation, but he could actually say such delicate and comforting words.

What he said next shocked Feng He even more.

"I'll come over tomorrow to do your rehabilitation work."

Feng He: “…”What?

"If there's anything I can do for you, just tell me. You can't use spiritual power, this is a message talisman."

Feng He was forced to take the talisman paper: "..."

So... so disillusioning.

Feng He walked into his courtyard in a daze. There was a hot spring, flower garden, attic and water pavilion in the yard.

Feng He bit her lips, and a layer of crystal saliva coated her lips, like dew on sweet fruit flesh.

Feng He looked at such good conditions and her desire to play a mischief became stronger and stronger.

He gave a malicious smile.

The original owner had never defeated Ji Yuan. If he could control Ji Yuan, he would be so happy.

Feng He took a short rest and then began to pass the message to Ji Yuan.

"Hey, Ji Yuan, I see that the climate and environment on your Jianfeng Peak are suitable, there should be a lot of spiritual fruits. I really want to eat them. Pick them for me."

"it is good."

A cold but pleasant voice came from the other side.

Feng He got a positive answer and he blinked.

Ji Yuan arrived very quickly as expected, and his speed was always swift and decisive.

Ji Yuan was holding a bamboo basket in his hand. Inside the basket was a large lush green leaf. Inside the leaf were some crystal clear fruits that came from the clear mountain spring.

Feng He's eyes lit up when she took these fruits and she couldn't help laughing.

He could feel that these fruits were filled with abundant spiritual energy, and eating them was extremely good for the body.

Jianfeng is indeed a treasure land full of spiritual energy!

Ji Yuan saw Feng He's expression clearly. He was distracted for a moment and was completely stunned.

Feng He himself probably doesn't know how captivating his smile is.

I always feel that Feng He looks more...

Feng He took a fruit and threw it into his mouth.

"Yeah, not bad, delicious."

Feng He's brows relaxed as she ate, and she looked very happy.

Ji Yuan was staring at it and couldn't take his eyes away.

He lowered his eyes as if to conceal his mistake.

Feng He glanced at Ji Yuan and thought with some jealousy: There are so many delicious fruits on Jianfeng Mountain, Ji Yuan must be so happy.

While eating fruit, Feng He directed Ji Yuan to move the bamboo and wooden chairs in the room to the yard.

Ji Yuan: “…”

He took a deep breath and then did as he was told.

Feng He lay contentedly on the chair, eating spiritual fruit and looking at the scenery.

Seeing him enjoying himself, Ji Yuan laughed angrily: "No wonder your cultivation hasn't improved at all. So you are so lazy all the time?"

Feng He's eyes widened when she heard his words.

The pair of beautiful eyes became dull and changed from being full of charm to being cute and adorable.

"you you you--"

Feng He happened to have a fruit core in his mouth, and he angrily spat it at Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan moved very quickly, and his hand quickly grasped the small fruit core.

It felt wet to the touch... Ji Yuan froze completely.

I couldn't decide whether to throw away the fruit core in my hand or not.

His face quickly became strange and dark.

Feng He said in a cold tone: "How do you know that I didn't practice well? I ate spiritual fruits only to replenish my spiritual energy for practice."

Ji Yuan said nothing, turned around and walked away with a gloomy face.

Feng He was stunned at first, feeling that Ji Yuan would not get angry so easily.

But he felt comfortable leaving.

No one was around to piss him off.

Feng He snorted coldly and continued to entertain herself.

In the evening, Feng He started to pass on messages again.

"Hey, Ji Yuan! Your hot spring here is not effective at all! I was exhausted from the journey the past two days, and I really need a massage today!"

Ji Yuan didn't say anything, but Feng He could hear the breathing sounds over there.

Not long after, Ji Yuan arrived.

Feng He had already finished his hot spring bath, but his black hair was still wet.

The fair face was also covered with pink clouds.

As the person got closer, a kind of water vapor hit him in the face.

Sweet and clean water vapor.

Ji Yuan was slightly stiff, not knowing where to look.

Feng He folded her arms and looked at him with a sour face.

Ji Yuan exhaled, walked over and cast a spell, and Feng He's wet hair became dry and fluffy.

Feng He glanced at Ji Yuan with a little surprise.

Ji Yuan still had that expressionless look on his face, as if he didn't want anyone to approach him.

"Let's go. Aren't you tired?"

After saying that, he walked in front of Feng He and went into the house.

Feng He was stunned for a moment, then quickly caught up.

Ji Yuan signaled Feng He to sit on the bed.

Feng He suddenly felt a little scared when she saw his expression. He was no match for Ji Yuan.

What if Ji Yuan suddenly breaks his leg out of personal vengeance?

Feng He considered her words and said, "I suddenly feel okay again. Why don't you go back?"

Ji Yuan frowned, as if he didn't hear what Feng He said.

He raised his foot and walked towards Feng He. His tall and upright figure was extremely oppressive.

Feng He gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to retreat.

Ji Yuan suddenly leaned over, picked him up and put him on the bed.

Feng He was completely stunned by his actions.

His long and thick eyelashes fluttered, his eyes were round, and he looked at a loss.

Ji Yuan tried hard not to look at him, suppressing the inexplicable love that was growing in his heart.

His broad, calloused palm grasped Feng He's calf.

Then he began to massage him gently. His force was extremely gentle and skillful, and he injected spiritual power into every massage.

Feng He felt a warm feeling in his meridians. He hadn't felt so comfortable in a long time...

Ji Yuan massaged Feng He through a thin gauze dress.

"Giving you a massage is also part of rehabilitation."

Feng He felt the spiritual power flowing through the meridians in his body, but he said nothing in disappointment.

Ji Yuan slightly raised the corners of his lips, thinking that Feng He was being a little obedient.

Tonight's treatment went extremely smoothly, and Feng He felt more comfortable than ever before when she slept.

The next day was the sect competition, but it was only the preliminary round. Feng He was sure that his three disciples would pass, so none of them went down to Jianfeng.

Ji Yuan obviously thought the same as Feng He.

He spent almost the entire day with Feng He.

Do the so-called repair work for Fenghe.

Take him to practice together.

Clear his meridians.

Pick spiritual fruits for him to eat.

Ji Yuan almost taught him step by step how to practice the skills and how to move.

Feng He was well behaved today because he knew that these were good for his health.

He was no longer as sharp-tongued as before, and instead started chatting with Ji Yuan.

"Ji Yuan, you are a very competent master. I am ashamed of myself."

Ji Yuan did not comment on this.

He would not tell Feng He that he was very Buddhist towards his apprentice.

Not caring half about him.