Whose cub is the teacher pregnant with?

Nuo Ning glanced at the little paper figurine amusedly, then glanced at Yan Jingfeng who was preparing supplies for the road, and said, "Did you train?"

Yan Jingfeng smiled softly and said, "Master, you are joking."

Nuo Ning ignored her, went to the river to wash and returned to the ruined temple, the porridge was already cooked, it was ordinary vegetable leaf porridge, with some salt added, it didn't taste so bland.

The little paper man looked anxiously at Nuo Ning and took a sip, then asked as if asking for credit, "Is the food delicious?"

Nuo Ning didn't speak, just stared at the little paper figurine for a long time, then turned to Yan Jingfeng and said, "Did you bully it?"

Yan Jingfeng: "... why did Master say that?"

Nuo Ning: "If you don't bully it, why is it so cute today?"

Yan Jingfeng smiled bitterly: "You really wronged me."

She did not bully this little paper figurine. When Yan Jingfeng woke up today, she saw it lying on her wrist and rubbing against her. After picking it up, she realized that this guy was secretly sucking her spiritual power.

The little paper man was not nervous when he was found stealing spiritual power, and said righteously: "Little girl, your spiritual power is highly compatible with this uncle, so you can sign a contract with this uncle and become a demon king!"

Of course Yan Jingfeng didn't want to pay attention to it, she rolled her eyes and got up to prepare breakfast for Nuo Ning, who would have expected that this little thing really liked Yan Jingfeng's spiritual power, this little follower would go wherever she went.

While running, he shouted at his heels: "Sign a contract with me!"

But Yan Jingfeng definitely couldn't tell Nuo Ning these words. Fortunately, the master who just woke up was not particularly curious, and enjoyed drinking the hot vegetable porridge.

After eating and drinking enough, the two of them planned to go on the road. Yan Jingfeng was packing her things in the temple, and the little paper figurine followed her heels and continued howling, "Sign a contract with me to guarantee your prosperity and wealth for three thousand years in the harem"!

Nuo Ning stood by the river in the early morning, holding a snow lotus made of spiritual power in her hands, trying to communicate with Zhai Xinxue.

Maybe it's because of the 4% drop in skill recently. Nuo Ning didn't get a response every time she tried to talk to Zhai Xinxue who was thousands of miles away. It is also possible to connect.

But the snow lotus was turning around in Nuo Ning's hands, but she couldn't get a response.

Nuo Ning opened her eyes and watched the snow lotus dissipate in her hands. She frowned a little puzzled. It should not be too difficult for her to send the secret sound transmission technique to Zhai Xinxue. Why can't she always receive it?

She couldn't figure it out, Zhai Xinxue shouldn't fail to receive her message, unless she received it but didn't reply, or something unexpected happened.

Nuo Ning felt that the latter was unlikely. Zhai Xinxue went to the Chiyang Sect with Elder Qu Wen. If something unexpected happened, the news would definitely come early, so it is unlikely that he has not heard a little bit of news by now.

Could it be that Zhai Xinxue received it but didn't want to talk to her?

Nuo Ning pondered, she didn't seem to have done anything that would make Zhai Xinxue hate him recently, right?

As a senior sister, she should not be treated like this.

No matter how you think about it, Nuo Ning just pretends that Zhai Xinxue is busy with business and has no time to reply to herself. She sighed leisurely and walked to the carriage, watched Yan Jingfeng tidy up her things, and glanced at her heels, but she didn't notice the little girl. thing.

"What about the little paper demon?" Nuo Ning asked her.

Before Yan Jingfeng could speak, the little paper figurine poked her head out of Yan Jingfeng's long hair and said to Nuo Ning, "I have a name, and I'm not a demon."

Nuo Ning smiled and said, "What is it if it's not a demon?"

The little paper man grabbed Yan Jingfeng's temples and said, "This uncle is the first ray of sunrise in the world. You can call me Chaozun, or you can call me Lord Lord, but you can't call me Paper Demon!"

Nuo Ning said, "It's too awkward."

The little paper figurine said shyly: "Actually, my uncle also has a human name called Lin Chao."

Nuo Ning ignored it and got into the carriage directly.

The little paper man was stunned when he saw Nuo Ning being so shameless, he pulled Yan Jingfeng's hair and said, "How dare she be so rude to me!"

Yan Jingfeng glanced at it and said, "If you don't shut up, I'll be the one to be rude."

Little Paper Man: "..."

As soon as she got into the carriage, Yan Jingfeng received the secret sound transmission technique from Nuo Ning——

Nuo Ning: 【Why did you take it on the road?We are going to the Chiyang Sect, you will kill it if you take it with you, why don't you let it stay in that ruined temple and have nothing to do with the world. 】

Yan Jingfeng: [I told it that too, but it seems to be very persistent, and... it is actually a monster that escaped from the Demon Tower of Chiyangzong Town, and it cannot be left in the wild due to emotion and reason. 】

Nuo Ning: [The Chiyang Sect escaped? 】

Yan Jingfeng: [hmm]

Nuo Ning frowned: [You made a mistake, this little monster has no magical power or demonic aura, if it is not because of its clear mind, the teacher would have thought it was some lonely ghost. 】

Nuo Ning really didn't believe that this chirping little thing couldn't get rid of the demons that could only be sealed.

Yan Jingfeng: [This little monster said it himself, anyway, he has to go there anyway, if he ran out of the Demon Town Tower, he will know when he gets there]

Nuo Ning: [Then you can tell it where we are going? 】

Yan Jingfeng chuckled: [Of course not, otherwise why would it follow me]

Nuo Ning looked up at the back of Yan Jingfeng driving the car, and couldn't help but look at the little paper figurine on her shoulder.

When he saw the paper figurine, he pulled Yan Jingfeng's hair with his short arms. When he sensed that someone was looking at him, he turned his head. Three small eyes like ink dots and a small mouth stared at Nuo Ning, who closed his eyes and rested his mind, and turned suspiciously. turned back.

Along the way, the little paper figurine sat on Yan Jingfeng's shoulder, brushing the black hair next to it with one hand, feeling the long-lost sunshine.

Basking in the sun, shaking her short legs, Yan Jingfeng could feel that this guy was very happy without looking.

The horse is still the same horse, walking and eating all the way, leisurely as if in his own pasture, walked more than six miles in one morning, walked away from the official road without Yan Jingfeng and the others' permission , went to the river to drink water and rest.

The little paper figurine sat on Yan Jingfeng's shoulder and said: "The horse you selected really thinks you are an uncle, you can walk if you want, rest if you want to rest?"

Yan Jingfeng ignored it, and stretched out her hand to help Nuo Ning out of the carriage.

"What's for lunch?" Nuo Ning asked her.

"I didn't see any farmers nearby, so I guess we can only eat some light porridge." Yan Jingfeng said.

Nuo Ning didn't have to eat meat, so she agreed, found a spacious big rock and sat down, watching Yan Jingfeng start washing rice and vegetables by the river to make salty porridge.

The little paper figurine leaned over her shoulder and looked into the pot, saying, "There is too little rice, the porridge made with glutinous rice will taste better."

Seeing Yan Jingfeng put the pot on the fire to cook the porridge, the little paper figurine lay on her shoulder and said, "The salt is put in early, and the vegetable leaves are too broken to taste. Why are you working so hard to cook? Are you not good enough?" ?”

Yan Jingfeng said impatiently: "Master has a bad stomach, and can't eat glutinous rice and larger vegetable leaves."

The little paper figurine lay on its shoulders, swaying its feet and resting its chin: "I think that when my uncle had a physical body, no one took care of him so carefully. I didn't expect that there would be a good show of filial piety between a teacher and an apprentice in this wilderness."

Yan Jingfeng said, "Don't you think you talk too much?"

The little paper man snorted: "I'm bored, can't I say a few words?"

Yan Jingfeng sprinkled a handful of chopped vegetables into the porridge and stirred it, and said to the little paper figurine, "Since you are bored, come over and make porridge."

The little paper figurine jumped from his shoulders to the side of the pot, held the spoon and looked up at Yan Jingfeng: "Let you juniors see my cooking skills, wow, it's overwhelming!!!"

Yan Jingfeng ignored it and let it play there on its own.

She turned her head to look at Nuo Ning who had been standing beside the official road, and came over to hold her hand.

Nuo Ning looked back at her, felt the temperature in her hand and asked, "Is the meal ready?"

Yan Jingfeng smiled and said, "Not yet, Master, what are you standing here looking at?"

Nuo Ning turned her head to look at the empty official road, and said, "Do you still remember the map we got before we set off?"

Of course Yan Jingfeng remembered that it was sent by his disciples when Elder Misong left early, and it was still in the carriage.

Nuo Ning nodded and said, "But look at the official road today, have we ever seen a person all day long?"

As soon as Yan Jingfeng said this, she also felt a little strange. It stands to reason that the officialdom extends in all directions. Although this side is close to the northern border, there are not all merchants, horses and darts coming and going.

During the six miles from the ruined temple, Yan Jingfeng passed by without seeing a single horse.

Nuo Ning went on to say: "There is a town nearby. There are about a thousand people marked on the map. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be no people."

Yan Jingfeng thought for a while, grabbed Nuo Ning's hand and comforted: "Maybe it's busy farming, and this place is also relatively close to Chiyangzong, everyone can hide at home and not come out, Master, don't think too much."

Nuo Ning looked back at her, and sighed leisurely: "That's right, autumn is a busy day for farming, maybe they are all busy with autumn harvest."

Now that Zhai Xinxue didn't reply to Nuo Ning's message, and she couldn't see anyone along the way, the closer she got to Chi Yangzong, the more worried Nuo Ning was.

After lunch, the little paper man stared longingly at the two eating vegetables and porridge, it could only sit on Yan Jingfeng's shoulder and sigh.

"I think back when I had a physical body, I didn't eat any delicious food, and I didn't watch any beautiful operas. I didn't know that after hundreds of years, I would only have hope." The little paper man patted Yan Jingfeng's ear and said. : "Tell me, is this porridge delicious?"

Yan Jingfeng commented: "It's delicious."

Little paper man: "... as long as it tastes good, my cooking skills are still the same as before!"

After eating and drinking, he started to drive again, but because Nuo Ning mentioned something at noon, Yan Jingfeng did start to observe carefully when driving the carriage in the afternoon, not to mention the carriages and horses along the way, not even a farmer carrying water .

Strange, really strange.

Just at this moment, the Claret Horse suddenly stepped on something and was startled. It snorted and was unwilling to continue walking.

Nuo Ning opened the curtain and asked, "What's the matter? Why don't you hurry?"

Yan Jingfeng frowned and stared at the front, said: "Master, don't get out of the car, this place is weird."