Dressed as a heartthrob cannon fodder husband and wife

Lin Sijin was a little stunned when he heard that, relying on deduction of spiritual power to change?He half understood, "It means that he needs to calculate all the changes in spiritual power in the city? How is this possible?"

Is there a moment when everything really coincides?How much thought does it take... The ability to guard the gate makes him feel a little scary.

"Yes, every plant and tree in the city, every person walking, even the clouds on the horizon and the moon between the clouds, what everyone is doing must be fully restored, without any slight mistakes."

"He should have spent a lot of time. This method of recreating the ancient city thousands of years ago by overlapping the frequency of spiritual power, the possibility of success is infinitely close to zero, but he did it."

Lin Sijin felt the tip of her ear being touched, "He is one of the three sages, far more powerful than you think. The reason why I say this is because his ability is more difficult in comparison."

"Do you know when he recovered?"

Lin Sijin didn't know, he shook his head, he knew very little about Shou Que, he didn't remember many things, and only a few fragments about Sheng Rufei.

"It's normal if you don't remember." Lin Fuheng guessed what he was thinking, "You will remember it slowly."

"He restored Yuan and Chunjing, the day of Shangyuan Festival."

Lin Sijin had no idea what Lin Fuheng was telling him.

"What day is this?"

"It's a destined day," Fu Heng touched his ear tip with some unclear emotions in his eyes, "You will remember the love debt you caused yourself one day."

Little Waste Dim Sum has always had such a physique, and the lunatics he provokes are all deeply obsessed.

Lin Sijin was sorting out his thoughts. He went to a nearby swamp. There were herbs for pain relief, but there were monsters guarding them.

The level of the monster beast is not low. From the time he got the autumn water, the switch on his body seemed to be turned on, and the spiritual power of his body was running very naturally, and God invited him to become more and more proficient.

It's just that he has some scruples now, the consequence of asking God is that his body will bear thousands of times the pain, and he didn't feel the pain last time.

He was worried that the pain would also be transferred to Sheng Rufei.

Lin Sijin didn't use Wusheng Sword Intent any more, he directly raised the long sword, his own aptitude is not very good, it will be much more difficult to deal with monsters that are many levels higher than himself with his own cultivation base.

He is willing to spend more time, and use his brain more if his cultivation is not enough. The biggest difference between humans and beasts is not because humans have the ability to think?

In addition, he also paid attention not to let himself get hurt, any injuries on his body would be transferred to Sheng Rufei.The result of his slackness is that the person he likes will bear it for him.

The black iron sword burst out with silver light, Lin Sijin leaned behind the tree, he made some movement, the monster was coming towards him, at the moment when the monster stepped on the branch, the sword light burst out from his hand, the sword The light hits the monster's eyes.

The eyes of this kind of monsters are their weakness. After the eyes are injured, they will lose their ability to move for a short time.

Lin Sijin seized the opportunity, the monster let out an angry roar, his sword light fell, blood splashed in the air, and the monster fell straight down.

The first time it was difficult to pick up the sword, the second time he was afraid, and the third time he was confused... Now, he holds the sword in his hand tightly, the road ahead is long, and he needs to force himself to overcome everything.

Lin Sijin went to the edge of the swamp and carefully picked the herbs. Apart from being uncommon, this pain-relieving herb is also very delicate. If it comes out of the soil, it will wither and lose its effect within an hour.

It was rare that a small piece grew here, Lin Sijin hesitated for a moment, he found the jade box from the storage ring, and put the rare earth and medicinal herbs in it.

When he came out for a while, he was delayed because he went to the village, and he went back a little late. With Sheng Rufei in mind, he rushed back very quickly.

The barrier in the courtyard was safe and sound, Lin Sijin heaved a sigh of relief, he stepped into the room, but there was no one on the bed.

Lin Sijin's heart collapsed at that moment, Qiushui sword was not there, he closed his eyes, trying to sense Qiushui's position.

Qiu Shui noticed it and immediately sent him a voice transmission to file a complaint.

"Master! It's not my fault. Your Highness woke up and found that you were not there. I couldn't stop him if he insisted on coming out to look for you."

Qiu Shui's voice was unhappy, "I'm afraid his wound will open, so I have no choice but to follow him, come quickly and take him back!"

Lin Sijin sensed the location, and immediately passed by with the blinking technique. Fortunately, he was not far away, and he saw a figure near the Yin Lin.

A black sword followed behind Sheng Rufei, twittering and threatening, but Sheng Rufei turned a deaf ear to it and only looked at the red line on his wrist to find someone.

"Don't think that the master will indulge you if he likes you. There are many people who like the master... If you don't go back, the master will be angry when he comes over later. You'd better not make the master angry."

Hearing the movement, Qiu Shui's voice stopped abruptly.

When Lin Sijin heard it, he was a little helpless, looking at Sheng Rufei, he was angry and distressed.

"Brother, what are you doing here? I just went out to pick a medicinal strain."

The young man in front turned around, his face was pale, his brows and eyes were slightly lowered, his eyes fell on him, and his eyes moved slightly.

Lin Sijin knew that Mu Mu was worried about him, so he stepped forward and held Sheng Rufei's fingertips, and took a look at Sheng Rufei's wound, because of over-activity, the wound has opened a little again.

There was bright red blood oozing out, but fortunately the color was normal, Lin Sijin became worried again, the wound would always open, and the injury would only get worse.

"I'm going to Yinlin to have a look. I don't know if there's any pain-relief herbs that my brother told me about in the past... I really found it."

Lin Sijin's fingertips were clenched tightly, Sheng Rufei lowered her eyes slightly, her fingertips clenched him tightly, and there was no words for a while.

"Let's go back first," Lin Sijin led the people back, and glanced at Qiushui on the side. Qiushui threatened someone just now, but now he is as quiet as a chicken and dare not speak.

There is a distance from the courtyard. When they went back, Lin Sijin took out the pain-relieving herbs from the storage ring, put the jade box on the courtyard wall, and applied some spiritual power to it, and the tips of the grass blades became vibrant.

"You sit down first," Lin Sijin grabbed some grass leaves, he noticed that Sheng Rufei's face was paler, and he touched Sheng Rufei's forehead with his fingertips, feeling a little cold sweat.

Facing Sheng Rufei's dark gaze, the corners of his lips were slightly straightened, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have told you, I won't do it next time."

Sheng Rufei clenched his fingertips, her lips turned pale, and her voice was low and hoarse, "I know...but I can't help it."

"Then your injury should get better soon," Lin Sijin felt sorry for Mu Mu, and his fingertips used spiritual power to gather Sheng Rufei's wound, his voice softened a bit, "You follow me, I don't worry, wait for your injury Well, I'll take you with me wherever I go."

Lin Sijin's eyes reflected Sheng Rufei's side face, and he touched the corner of Sheng Rufei's lips, with a hint of comfort, like a small animal touching a favorite thing, with a little intimacy.

Qiu Shui watched from the side, biting the handkerchief silently, this gorgeous ghost is really abominable, actually pretending to be pitiful and tricking the master into kissing him again.

While it was angry, it didn't dare to make a sound. It saw the ice-drinking sword on the other side. It was always full of energy. It pretended to step on the ice-drinking sword twice, and wanted to pull the ice-drinking sword to fight.

Drinking Ice Sword: "..."

The sword in the corner didn't attract attention, and Lin Sijin was still waiting for Sheng Rufei's reply.

Sheng Rufei remained silent for a while, Lin Sijin touched Sheng Rufei's forehead with her fingertips, "Senior brother, did you hear that?"

Only then did Mu Mu let out a "hmm", his fingertips still clenched him tightly, he relaxed, and showed Sheng Rufei the herbs he picked, "Brother, did you say that the elder is in class?" As I said at the time, the classics are still compiled by you.”

The tips of this herb are shiny, as if there is a layer of golden light sprinkled on it, he thinks it is very beautiful.

Sheng Rufei: "It's blood."

"It's good," Lin Sijin recalled and said in a low voice, "I didn't know that the classics were sorted out by my seniors before, but I was still wondering who sorted out the classics so boring."

"I would fall asleep listening to it in class every day."

The corners of Sheng Rufei's lips were straightened, she rubbed his fingertips and said, "You can fall asleep without the classics."

Because she didn't like those scriptures, Lin Sijin said, "I don't like those, so I can always fall asleep."

As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Sheng Rufei. He was not a studious student, and he was the complete opposite of Sheng Rufei.

Sheng Rufei said "hmm" and said to him, "If you don't like it, don't read it, I will do it for you."

"I knew senior brother would say that." Lin Sijin was a little happy, and he slapped Sheng Rufei's face again, not forgetting the business, "Let me take a look at your injury first, it must be more serious, and you can't mess around anymore touch the wound..."

Lin Sijin boiled the blood seeweed into juice, and it smelled very bitter. He took out some candied fruit from the storage ring, which he had brought with him. He didn’t eat much on the way, so it can be used now.

"It shouldn't be bitter with candied fruit," Lin Sijin smelled the concoction, and he couldn't bear it just by smelling it, and it probably tasted even more bitter.

"This one is the sweetest. You can drink it and eat it, um... this one is also good. When I was young, I was afraid of bitterness, so I would mix some sugar water in it."

"But brother can't mix sugar water, this may affect the efficacy of the medicine."

The young man took out a lot of sweet candied fruit in his palm, his clear eyes reflected a soft color, his expression was slightly distorted when he smelled the concoction, his expression was very lively, and he quickly took the concoction bowl away.

The candlelight was dyed on one side, and the young man's voice seemed to have warmth, and it spread into his heart along with it.

Sheng Rufei was rarely injured since he was a child. He had no father or mother. He grew up in Fuguang. distance.

Take medicine when you are injured, no one cares whether it hurts or not.

No one would look specifically for pain-relieving herbs for him.

When drinking medicine, no one cares whether the medicine is bitter or not.

He wouldn't be able to drink the unpalatable bitter juice anyway.

If it is bitter, it will be bitter, so what?

He is indeed not afraid of pain, nor is he afraid of suffering. It is obviously some trivial things, but the bottom of his heart seems to melt away warmly, and his brows and eyes are a little dazed.

In front of the tip of the nose is a wisp of sweet smell, which is often found on teenagers, as if soaked in a sugar bowl.

"Senior brother? Sheng Rufei... why are you in a daze, if you don't drink the medicine, you will be cold."

Lin Sijin was clumsy, he couldn't do meticulous work, he just served a bowl of concoction, his hands were burned, and his tone was a little unhappy.

The wood was getting more and more woody, and it would only move once he poked it. He was worried that Sheng Rufei would become real wood one day.

He yelled twice before Sheng Rufei took the soup bowl and drank the concoction straight away.

Lin Sijin was dumbfounded, and he patted Sheng Rufei on the back, "Senior brother, don't worry, it's a little hot."

He was a little puzzled, what's going on, the feeling of delicious food and wine after drinking a soup?

As soon as he finished speaking, Sheng Rufei put down the soup bowl, his indifferent face couldn't help but twisted because of the bitterness.

Lin Sijin: "..."

Fortunately, my brother didn't have an ugly expression when he did this, really.