After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

At this moment, Xiangli Feilu's fingertips were hot and stiff as if they were on fire.

He subconsciously wanted to push him away, but Rong Yi clung to his collar, wrapped his arms generously around his neck, and leaned over to his ears.

Warm breath sprayed on his hair and neck: "Don't hide from me, you comb my hair, and I will comb your hair for you. I combed those people before, and they all hid, but our Phoenix, And only comb the hair of the person who is the closest and the best."

He stretched out his hand, slender and white fingers across, gently covering Xiangli Feilu's hand, bringing warmth and coolness.

Xiangli Feilu subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but Rong Yi mumbled again: "You won't let me use spells, but you won't listen to me."

This sounded very common, like the most common complaint of teenagers.

Xiangli Feilu raised his eyes to look at Rong Yi's expression, remembering how he met him the second time when he was in the pagoda, Rong Yi used a fixation technique.

In terms of mana, Rong Yi was far above him, even far above Peacock Daming King.

He can't stop what he wants to do.

When Rong Yi broke his Imprisonment Art, he didn't even use mana, he just stepped out the door. The karma of the Phoenix Fire could already fill the place shrouded in Buddha's light with scorching.

All the well-behaved features that this phoenix shows now are only because he thinks he has adopted him.

Xiangli Feilu didn't speak, suppressed his breath, and didn't move anymore.

His whole body was stiff, and his green eyes were full of strong emotions, suppressing ups and downs.

But Rong Yi didn't realize it, he was still hugging his shoulders, lying in his arms, tilting his head and neck, resting his chin lightly on his shoulders, reaching out to comb his hair.

That is the most common posture of birds in the forest, with their necks lingering and their breath warm.

Xiangli Feilu's hair is very smooth and beautiful. It used to be tied up when he was in the pagoda, and he wore a simple and plain sapphire bean. It got messed up, the black threads were wrapped around the white fingertips, sometimes they couldn't be pulled apart, and a few were broken.

He withdrew his hand guiltily, and looked up at Xiangli Feilu, but there was no anger in those emerald green eyes, only some complex and dignified emotions, and the pair of butterfly-like eyelashes were as violent as last time trembled.

So Rong Yi continued to lie in his arms, retracted her hands, stopped tying his hair, and began to touch Xiangli Feilu's chest with malicious intentions, and pressed against his firm and generous chest with peace of mind.

"You are fine. The last young man who raised me, I wanted to brush his hair. He was so frightened that he crawled and ran away. I don't understand. Is it a terrible thing to be groomed by me?"

Rong Yi happily lay in his arms, and continued to recall, "The last one, he is very good at feeding phoenixes, the first time he saw me, he peeled the solids and mashed them, and fed them to me with Qionghua Yulu syrup. I thought it was delicious, so I fed it to him too, but he was so frightened that he rolled and crawled away. I don’t understand, we feed back, it’s also the etiquette of being a phoenix..."

Xiangli Feilu didn't answer, Rongyi was still lying in his arms, the young man's body had been motionless for a long time, and he gradually got used to this kind of touch, his stiff back gradually softened.

He thought, the back-feeding that Rong Yi mentioned was probably the mouth-to-mouth feeding method of birds.

"God, there are some things, don't force them."

Rong Yi raised her eyes and saw that Xiangli Feilu's emerald green eyes had calmed down and returned to their usual calmness.

He asked, "What is forcing?"

That's right, this Phoenix doesn't know either, he is Ming Xing, and he has never felt that he was forcing things, and he has never encountered anything that he couldn't force.

Rong Yi fell asleep again, still lying in his arms.

There was silence all around, Xiangli Feilu looked at the top of his black hair, there was a round curl in the center of the top of the hair, and a few strands of hair that couldn't be suppressed were raised up.

When he moved, Rong Yi hummed dissatisfied.

This Fenghuang couldn't find a nest, so he simply used him as a nest, and held him tightly with his hands, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't help it.

After a moment of silence, Xiangli Feilu let him sleep in his arms, hugged him with one hand, stretched out the other lightly, picked up the Buddhist scriptures beside him, and recited with lowered eyes.

In the morning, other people woke up one after another, and the outside became lively. Xiangli Feilu heard the surprised voices of the coachman and the attendants, followed by someone whispering: "Master, are you awake?"

Xiangli Feilu's position was originally in the center, but because Rong Yi occupied it, he only moved to the side, with his back against the window.

There was a person in his arms, and he couldn't turn back to open the window, so he whispered: "Wake up, what's the matter, come closer and talk."

"Master, I'm afraid you have to come down and take a look yourself." The coachman's voice was full of fear.

Xiangli Feilu heard the words, and looked down at the boy in his arms.

Rong Yi still clung to him firmly.Xiangli Feilu's expression also cooled down this time, and he lowered his eyes and patiently went to break off his fingertips.

Before Rong Yi woke up, she let go of her hand, instead of grabbing him, she grabbed his Qingyue Sword.

This sword has a strong murderous aura, and it also hides the hostility and aura of the Yin Gathering Land. Rong Yi grasped it for a while, probably because he felt cold, his whole body shivered, and then shrank back.

Xiangli Feilu stuffed the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, raised his sword and got out of the car.

They stopped in front of a deserted mountain and plain yesterday, and Xiangli Feilu got out of the car and saw that the quiet and green forest had changed the scenery—all the branches and leaves of the trees had fallen in one day, and the mountains in the distance were constantly raining, like ink.

The place they were in had no rain, and the green land was replaced by desert in a day and night, and it was desolate.

He was very familiar with this scorching and dry breath, Xiangli Feilu raised his eyes to see that the place where Rong Yi was sitting and playing with fire yesterday was the place where the burning sensation was strongest.

Rong Yi's phoenix karma, even if it's just playing with the fire at her fingertips, will have an irreversible impact on Jiang Guo's water veins.

Today is the second time he has seen it.

"Master, this can..."

Xiangli Feilu frowned: "...it's okay."

He turned back and got into the car, and the rest followed as usual.

Rong Yi had already woken up, probably still abided by his rule of not being allowed to have contact with Jiang Guo people, didn't make trouble or call him, just got up by himself, nibbling on the fruit obediently.

He still doesn't know how to peel himself, so he only eats winter dates that don't need to be peeled.

Xiangli Feilu stared at him, and slightly exerted his hand holding Qingyue Sword: "Shangshen, I have something to say to you on this trip to the south. It is no longer appropriate for me to bring you out. There are three chapters in the contract, and I hope Shangshen can do it." do it."

Rong Yi thought for a while: "What's the appointment?"

"First, don't communicate with Jiang Guo people, second, don't use mana, and third," Xiangli Feilu pondered for a moment, "Report to me for your behavior, and don't act without authorization."

Rong Yi tilted her head and looked at him thoughtfully.

He is a god with good hearing. After he woke up, he heard what those people outside were talking about, and he understood what happened yesterday.

He picked up another winter jujube, stared at Xiangli Feilu, and said, "It's not that I want to make it like that, it's because the five elements of Jiang Guo are out of balance, and my mana, or anyone else's mana, will cause serious damage." as a result of."

Xiangli Feilu looked indifferent: "I don't care what others do. Can God do this?"

"Then in what capacity did you mention this to me?" Rong Yi's eyes rolled up, "I'm not stupid, Buddha, now you have a request from me. In the three chapters of the contract, are you my feeder, or are you Jiang Guoguo teacher, or what other identity?"

Xiang Lifei was stunned, with a complicated expression on his face.

"If you don't speak, then I'll provide a solution." Rong Yi's voice was gentle, and she still discussed with him patiently, "I can stay by your side without speaking or mana, but I have to make an appointment with you for three chapters. "

"You have to comb me every day and feed me with your own hands. In front of others, you have to let people know that you are mine and I am yours. I don't allow other people, other birds, to intervene between us. What do you think? "

He leaned closer again, and touched his hand very dishonestly as yesterday. "I want to kiss you, I want to hug you, I want to touch you... These things are also the etiquette we, as phoenixes, have for feeding people."

He pushes forward, no one has ever said such disrespectful words to Xiangli Feilu!

Xiangli Feilu froze again - for a moment, he wanted to pull out the Qingyue Sword.

This phoenix's true nature is gradually showing, besides being cute and cute, it's suffocating pressure and unscrupulous willfulness.

Rong Yi's eyes were clear and clean, and according to his shadow, there was a smile: "Buddha, do you agree or not?"

"...But as God wishes." Xiangli Feilu's eyes were green and deep, and he replied word by word.

Rong Yi's eyes were even more bent, and his smile seemed to be rippling. He glanced at him, then buried his head in the plate of fruit, and handed him a lychee, eagerly saying, "I want to eat this, but I don't want to eat it." Peel it, and don’t want to eat the core.”

Seeing that Fei Lu didn't move, he added: "And you haven't fed me fruit with your own hands."

Xiangli Feilu took the lychee, lowered his eyes, didn't speak, and twirled his fingertips. Not long after, the translucent white flesh was exposed, full of juice, and the sweet and strong aroma overflowed.

He looked at Rong Yi, and Rong Yi was still the same, looking at him with clear eyes.

Xiangli Feilu stretched out his hand and put the fruit to his mouth.

Rong Yi sniffed, very happy, and opened his mouth to bite, but when he saw Xiang Li Fei Lu's expression, he thought about it.

He pursed his mouth again.

Rong Yi tilted her head, turned back into the appearance of a phoenix, flapped her wings and got back on Xiangli Feilu's cushion, and lay down on the floor.

He said: "I don't seem to be very hungry all of a sudden, I want to sleep first, Buddha, you can feed me next time."

They arrived in Qingyue Town in a few days.

During this period, Rong Yi really did what he promised, obediently did not come out, and stayed by his side all the time.

Xiangli Feilu's entourage had heard about a young man coming beside him early in the morning. Even if they hadn't peeped, they could guess something—if there was no one else in the carriage, who was Xiangli Feilu talking to?

Therefore, when Rong Yi got out of the carriage and did not hide his figure for the first time, the rest of the people were not too surprised, they just called him "little son" according to the respect they paid to Xiang Li Fei Lu.

It's just that this beautiful young man doesn't speak, like a little mute, he just follows Xiangli Feilu step by step, wherever Xiangli Feilu goes, he will go there.

It was early in the morning, and the sky was turning white, and as soon as it came down, the mist surged towards the face, mixed with the smell of water vapor, bluestone, and decaying vegetation, and the breath was slightly sweet.

After getting off the carriage, the people from the town came to pick him up by boat. In just a few steps, their sleeves were already covered with water droplets.

"Master, Mr. Xiangli has been waiting for a long time, please go over."

Xiangli Feilu said in a low voice: "Okay. I haven't seen you for many years. How is Master?"

"It's still the same, catching monsters and practicing scriptures. It's just that there was a happy event recently, and Mr. Xiangli has also changed. You can go and see it."

Xiangli Feilu nodded.

He took a look at Qingyue Town—this small town with the cold spring of tears of gods, which produces iron jade unique to the Six Realms.

His Qingyue sword, as the sword of the town, was also forged by the people here and tempered for thousands of years.

In the past, every household would hang a piece of iron jade tied with a red string under the eaves, but now I only see the red rope under the eaves of every household, but I have not seen the scene of rows of iron jade swaying and shining when the wind blows in the past .

The boatman noticed his gaze, coughed a few times, and laughed a little hoarsely: "Take it and melt it, make magic soldiers, and kill monsters. But monsters... can't be killed. Over the years, there are more and more. Fortunately, Mr. Xiangli is holding on, and now you, Buddha, are here too..."

The people behind carried the scriptures and herbs he brought.

The water mist was too heavy, everyone had difficulty breathing, and coughing kept coming and going.

There has been a lot of rain in Jiang Guoben Ali, and high-rise bamboo buildings have been built near the river, and boats are placed on the first floor, which will be vacant when the flood season comes.But now, even the second and third floors have left traces of being flooded, the mortise and tenon are moldy, and the wall stickers are peeling off.

The town seemed to be submerged in water for a long time.

Xiangli Feilu lowered his eyes to look at the boatman, not only the boatman, but many people had pain-relieving bandages on their legs, and they must also be suffering from bone disease.

Rong Yi has slow hands and feet, is a phoenix, and doesn't like water very much - he looked at the small bridges passing through the streets and the flowing water, their boat was far away from the shore, far and high, hesitating how to jump down.

When others talked to him, he didn't make a sound, he was very obedient and at a loss.

Don't let him use his power or turn him into a phoenix, he is just like an ordinary boy.

Xiangli Feilu noticed that he was dawdling here, hesitated for a moment, remembered the "three chapters of agreement" between him and Rong Yi, walked over and stretched out his hand, and said softly, "Come here."

Rong Yi held his hand, jumped down happily, and threw herself into his arms.

Xiangli Feilu took him into the boat, waited for Rongyi to stand still, and then pointed out the seat for him, next to him.

There were so many people in the boat that their eyes were about to drop out.

Rong Yi was very ignorant, the people on the boat brought snacks and tea, he ate up a whole plate, and then went to grab someone else's - because he promised not to speak, he didn't know what to grab, just looked at who was left in front of him He walked over and stood there, just bent his eyes and smiled, watching helplessly.

He stood like this, and people were too embarrassed not to give it, so it all went into his stomach.

Xianglihong lives next to the God's Tears Spring in the town. As a priest, he must stay here.

When Xiangli Feilu came over, he stood on the bank to greet him: "Are you here?"

Xianglifei Lu got up and went ashore, and quietly replied, "Here we are, Master."

Xiang Lihong was Jiang Guo's previous national teacher, and he was brought up in the pagoda with his hands.

He took his surname and almost regarded him as half of his father, but he had nothing to worry about. After Xianglihong resigned as a national teacher, he did not stay in the pagoda, but came to Qingyue Town and became an ordinary father. priest.

It's just that this time we met, Xianglihong was already the same as him, with long hair and a high crown, but he still had black hair, but Xianglihong's temples were already gray.

"I've returned to vulgarity. Now I'm not worthy of being a master. My wife and I got married a few days ago. It's just that she is inconvenient and can't see you now."

"You have been stubborn since you were young, taciturn, and never put others in your eyes. The thing I was most worried about before leaving the pagoda was that you would be lonely, and that you would not be able to figure out anything in the future, and you would go your own way. companion."

Although Xianglihong's complexion is full of vicissitudes, he still has the determination and calmness of his youth, but his voice is slightly hoarse, "After all these years, you and I have still changed a little, haven't we?"

His gaze fell behind Xiangli Feilu.

Rong Yi obediently followed behind, just looking around, sniffing from time to time, and when he realized that the priest in front of him was talking to him, he raised his eyes and smiled.

He is good-looking, his eyes are clear when he smiles, and he is very cute.

Xiangli Feilu knew that countless people had misunderstood this journey, so he said in a deep voice, "My side...it's a long story, and this matter can be explained."

Xiang Lihong ignored him, and came over to talk to Rong Yi.

"What's your name?"

"Where is the family?"

"How old is it?"

Rong Yi didn't speak at all, just looked at him and smiled, then looked at Xiang Lifei Lu.

Xiangli Feilu endured it: "At this time, you can talk."

When Xiang Lihong heard this sentence, he looked at his apprentice in surprise: "Why, you usually don't allow him to talk to others?"

It was only when Xiangli Feilu realized that he answered this way that he became even weirder. On the other hand, Rong Yi let out an "oh" and answered obediently.

"My name is Rong Yi."

"The Brahma family."

"Only three hundred years old."

"He doesn't allow me to talk to other people, only to him."

Rong Yi glanced at Xiangli Fei Lu, "I have no choice."

Xiangli Feilu: "..."