Whose cub is the teacher pregnant with?

After resting all night, Nuo Ning sat cross-legged in the room in the early morning of the next day.

The spiritual power traveled through the four meridians and eight meridians, but when it flowed into the inner alchemy, it was still like a stone sinking into the sea, without any response.

Nuo Ning closed her eyes tightly, she only has about [-]% of her skills left, not to mention Elder Misong, she might have to spend a lot of skills even to deal with a little girl like Wenfu.

The spiritual power circulated in the meridians, and Nuo Ning suddenly felt a familiar heat flow. The spiritual power was not from her own body, but from a very familiar person.

Slowly opening her eyes, Nuo Ning saw a figure sitting in front of her. At this moment, she was holding her right hand and channeling her spiritual power.

"feelling better?"

Yan Jingfeng stared at Nuo Ning, and explained to her: "You didn't hear the knock on the door just now, so I came in."

"—zwnj; When I entered the room, I saw Nuo Ning meditating with a pale face. Yan Jingfeng thought she was going to faint again, so she hurriedly put down her things and held Nuo Ning's hand to help her channel her spiritual power.

Strange to say, the reckless spiritual power in Nuo Ning's body became quiet after merging with Yan Jingfeng's spiritual power.

Although she still only has that [-]% skill, she no longer feels uncomfortable for Nuoning.

Most importantly, when Nuo Ning directed Yan Jingfeng's spiritual power to circle around the inner alchemy, her own inner alchemy actually responded.

This is the first time in four months that her inner alchemy has responded to her, which really puzzles Nuo Ning.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Yan Jingfeng thought it was because she was still weak, so she leaned over and supported Nuo Ning's shoulders, and tucked her back into the bed again.

Nuo Ning: "...what are you doing?"

Yan Jingfeng grabbed Nuo Ning's hand and helped her tidy the quilt: "Don't force it, I'll take care of you."

Nuo Ning showed embarrassment, but she still held Yan Jingfeng's hand tightly. The spiritual power she transmitted to herself made Nuo Ning feel comfortable all over.

She wants more.

"You..." Nuo Ning's cheeks were a little red, and she looked at Yan Jingfeng in embarrassment: "I still feel a little unwell, you... give me more spiritual power."

Yan Jingfeng raised the corners of her lips and chuckled, lowered her head and said with a smile: "I listen to Master."

I don't know why, Yan Jingfeng's spiritual power is unimpeded in her body, and she even becomes more and more comfortable, which makes Nuo Ning rarely enjoy the tranquility.

After Yan Jingfeng comforted her master, she boiled Elder Xuanji's medicine and brought it to Nuo Ning to drink.

"—zwnj; I was resting in the morning. After getting out of bed, Nuo Ning felt that the abdominal pain from yesterday had completely disappeared. I don't know if it was Elder Xuanji's medicine that worked, or Yan Jingfeng's spiritual power had a miraculous effect.

After putting on her own clothes, Yan Jingfeng came over to help Nuo Ning tidy up her coat, and after everything was done, she said: "The disciple hired a carriage. Let's take a carriage on this...zwnj; road."

Nuo Ning paused and said, "A carriage?"

"Yeah." Yan Jingfeng chuckled: "Master's body is just right. I'm afraid I'll catch a cold while flying Yujian. Anyway, Elder Misong took Wenfu to go first. Don't worry too much about anything."

Nuo Ning thought about it and thought it was the same, she passed out as soon as she got down the mountain, and she would be frightened if something happened to this "zwnj; Lu Wan"—zwnj;

"Where are they now?" Nuo Ning asked while sitting on the bed, putting the Qing Yin sword on her lap.

"I heard that we flew overnight yesterday, and we are almost here now." Yan Jingfeng packed up Nuo Ning's things, put them in the Qiankun bag and said, "It is estimated that we will arrive this afternoon."

"Oh." Nuo Ning nodded: "Then how long will it take us to get there by carriage?"

Yan Jingfeng did the math and said with a smile, "Probably, 10 days."

Nuo Ning: "..."

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The pony carriage was walking unsteadily on the official road. The maroon horse was three years old this year, just at the age of naughtiness. When it encountered flowers and grasses, it would go around and nibble on them. If Yan Jingfeng didn't urge it, it would not plan to Go forward.

Nuo Ning was shaking in the carriage, feeling that her stomach was about to be shaken out.

"Yan Jingfeng."

Nuo Ning frowned and raised the curtain, looked at Yan Jingfeng who was driving the carriage with a straw hat and couldn't help but said, "Are you trying to anger me on purpose?"

Yan Jingfeng turned her head and looked at Nuo Ning' eyes, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, she said, "What do you mean, Master?"

Nuo Ning pointed to the bay red horse that was still gnawing grass and said, "When will this lazy horse send us to Chiyangzong? When we get there, what else can we do?"

Yan Jingfeng disagreed with this. She pointed to the horse she had carefully selected and said, "It's just hungry. It will eat whatever it wants, and it will have the strength to go when it is full."

Nuo Ning gasped: "But it's already eaten—zwnj; gone!"

Seeing Nuo Ning's distraught look, Yan Jingfeng stretched out her hand to pull her out of the carriage, patted the cushion beside her and said, "Master, look, our Qiongxiao Palace is covered with snow all the year round, and there are only four seasons near the Central Plains." view."

Qiongxiao Palace has snowfall for 10 months a year, and the remaining two months have already come to the cold winter before the trees bloom.

There are occasionally a few fruit trees in the back mountain, which rely on the spiritual power of Kunlun to survive slowly, and the "zwnj;yearly fruit"-zwnj; fruits are also sour and difficult to eat because of insufficient sunlight, and are often disgusted by the disciples of Qiongxiao Palace .

After leaving Qiongxiao Palace, I went all the way to the east, and when I was far away from Qiongxiao Palace, I realized that the world had already entered autumn.

The scenery with green leaves and yellow melons looks unique.

Nuo Ning is not uncommon for this: "Outbound missions will also make you go down the mountain. It's because you don't go often and insist on staying. If you can't see the four seasons, how can you blame me?"

Yan Jingfeng smiled lightly: "I don't complain, I am the one who is willing to stay in Qiongxiao Palace."

Nuo Ning used her nose to 'hum'—zwnj; before she sat on the cushion and looked at the clear and empty day. In the beginning of autumn, the leaves on both sides of the road gradually began to turn yellow. winter.

"This year, my disciples forgot to pickle vegetables." Yan Jingfeng suddenly said, "I don't know if I can catch up this time when I come back."

Nuo Ning said: "Only you have a strong taste and like to eat."

"Yeah." Yan Jingfeng said casually: "If you can't catch up, I guess I can only eat cabbage with Shizun this winter."

Nuo Ning came to her senses, Yan Jingfeng had a strong taste, she usually added two spoonfuls of salt when cooking, but the food she ate recently was much blander.

Is she able to adapt to her own taste?

"Jingfeng." Nuo Ning looked at Yan Jingfeng, as if remembering something, and said, "You've been taking care of me these past few months, and I have never thanked you as a teacher."

Yan Jingfeng turned her head to look at Nuo Ning, couldn't help smiling and stretched out a hand.

Nuo Ning froze for a moment before hearing the man above her head say, "Give me your hand."

Although she didn't know why, Nuo Ning still put her hand on Yan Jingfeng's, and just "touched" and felt a warm current pouring into her heart.

"Isn't it what disciples should do to take care of the master?" Yan Jingfeng took Nuo Ning's hand and said with a light smile, "Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Nuo Ning's cheeks couldn't help but blush, she coughed softly, lowered her head and said, "It's much better, you don't have to keep feeding me spiritual power."

"But will you be comfortable with this?"

"It's really comfortable, but..."

Yan Jingfeng squeezed Nuo Ning's hand, leaned closer and said, "Then let the disciple hold it for a while."

Nuo Ning held back for a long time before she blushed and said three words: "As you please."

In fact, what Yan Jingfeng didn't say was that since she went down the mountain, she felt that her spiritual power had increased a lot. Now, not to mention sending spiritual power to Nuo Ning, even if Yu Jian flew to Chiyangzong, she would not have to pant .

But she just didn't want to get there so soon.

Qiongxiao Palace is located on Kunlun Mountain and has rich spiritual power.But for Yan Jingfeng, every day on the mountain is very difficult.

Although it was painful on the mountain, Yan Jingfeng didn't intend to leave, just because Nuo Ning didn't like to go out, even if there was a task that required her to go down the mountain, she would go with the sword and return with the sword.

A disciple of Qiongxiao Palace, Du thought that Nuo Ning had hidden some treasure in the corridor of Changshuifang, and she needed to keep an eye on it all the time, only to find out later that she just simply didn't want to go out.

Nuo Ning felt comfortable living on the mountain, and occasionally taught her apprentices meditation and swordsmanship, and the rest of the day was spent reading, writing and writing in her Changshuifang porch, living a life of indifference to the world.

Yan Jingfeng wanted to spend more time with her, so she could only stay on the mountain, and she didn't feel uncomfortable after getting used to it.

"—zwnj; Watching the lazy horse stop and go on the road, "—zwnj; We only walked ten miles in the afternoon, which really made Nuo Ning very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, I found a residence before nightfall, which was a small village at the foot of the mountain. Because every family was named Chen, it was called "Chenjia Village".

There are no inns or restaurants in the village, only a few empty houses that no one lives in, which can be accommodated with a little tidying up.

The old village head was hospitable and prepared bedding and food for the two of them.

"Thank you, old man." Nuo Ning looked at the house and said to the old village head: "Recently there are evil spirits in the Central Plains, so don't go out at night, it's very dangerous."

But the old man with the gray beard smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, our village is blessed by a sorceress, so evil spirits won't come over."

Nuo Ning knew that there were witches in some villages in the Central Plains. They were people in the village who could communicate with the gods. Almost all the villagers believed in the words of the witches. In a sense, her words were more useful than the village head.

This is the rule of the local people. Although Nuo Ning doesn't believe it, she can do as the Romans do. Even if she doesn't believe it, she can't say any insulting words, just to make people angry.

"Even so, you have to be careful."

"Okay, okay, you two should rest first, and if you have something to do, just call us."

Seeing the old village chief go out, and the other village women who helped clean up the house also leave, Nuo Ning said to Yan Jingfeng: "The folk customs in this place are honest, I hope everyone here can survive this disaster safely. "

Yan Jingfeng spread out the quilt, walked over and took Nuo Ning's hand and said, "This place is still far from Chiyangzong, those evil spirits can't come here."

Yan Jingfeng's spiritual power poured into her body, warm and comfortable, Nuo Ning didn't want to drink the medicine Xuanji prescribed, the medicine was sour and bitter, and the effect was not as good as Yan Jingfeng's spiritual power.

Nuo Ning was thinking all the way today, fortunately Yan Jingfeng didn't go to learn medicine from Xuanji or Elder Changyu, otherwise she would be used as a living sign of Qiongxiao Palace just after she formed Zijindan.

Coupled with the idea of ​​saving people with spiritual power, then Qiongxiao Palace can't rely on Yan Jingfeng to stand at the head of the Medicine Sect, Zhai Xinxue probably wakes up laughing in a dream.

Yan Jingfeng looked at Nuo Ning—zwnj; staring at herself, and couldn't help asking: "What is Master thinking?"

Nuo Ning came back to her senses, smiled at her and said, "I was thinking, fortunately you are my apprentice."