Master sees my hairy

After it was all right, Yan Ruyu tore his clothes again, scratched down the skin inch by inch with her finger, cut it open with spiritual power, then poked her fingertips through the wound, groped and disturbed.

The wound was burning, as if it had been torn apart.

Xi Feng's eyes were red, a beast-like depressive roar came from his throat, and his breathing was short and heavy.

"It should be here...why isn't it?" Yan Ruyu showed doubts, and simply cut a few more holes, looking around for Xi Feng.

He couldn't tell where the pain was, Xi Feng only felt that his entire upper body was numb.The blood trickled down to the ground, forming a large piece.

My head also started to become chaotic.

Baizang counted with tears in his eyes, Yan Ruyu cut a total of nineteen.

But he couldn't find the Fen Yu Gu in the end, he pinched Xi Feng's neck angrily, and asked, "Hurry up! Where is the Fen Yu Bone?!"

"You killed me." Xi Feng laughed at him hoarsely, "Kill me, you will never get the Fen Yugu."

Yan Ruyu was so angry that she almost wanted to strangle Xi Feng to death.

But he couldn't, the "Demon Lord" behind him must have used the burning jade bone to revive someone important, so he didn't dare to really kill Xi Feng.

Yan Ruyu, who failed to find out the whereabouts of Fenyu's bones, finally let go of her hand angrily.

He took out another medicine from his sleeve and stuffed it into the mouth of the mat.

Xi Feng immediately vomited out, but the medicine unexpectedly melted in his mouth, quickly turned into a drop of liquid medicine, and flowed down his throat.

Yan Ruyu sneered and patted his face: "Enjoy yourself."

After the medicine liquid fell into his stomach, a colic arose along with the dryness and heat, as if someone lit a fire in his stomach, burning it to the depths of his soul.

Xi Feng woke up unconsciously under the effect of the medicine, and several times he felt that he was dead and was in the endless purgatory.

When Yan Ruyu came for the second time, he had just survived a wave of seizures.

Fingers opened the wound again, the tearing pain made Xi Feng sick, not to mention the slight trembling and dull pain when the nails scratched the bone surface.

A fresh and strong heart is under his hands, beating hotly.

Yan Ruyu's eyes were half excited, half confused.

He still couldn't find the bone of burning jade.

After tortured and questioned Xi Feng again, Yan Ruyu got nothing in the end.

When he finally left, he suddenly said: "Today is the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month. In two hours, the moon will come out."

It was these words that inspired Xi Feng to sacrifice the Fen Yu Bone, and personally chose to restore the Fen Bone bloodline.

Later, it was Zheqing who rushed over, released Xi Feng who had recovered from Burning Bones' original body from the cave, and went back to Jinzhi Island together to rescue Baizang.

Bai Zang didn't read any more and left Xi Feng's memory.

He is still asleep.

There were some small scratches on his face, Bai Zang gently stroked them with his fingers, and they healed up one by one.

The wound on his body... Bai Zang lightly tugged on Xi Feng's lapel, but it couldn't move.

"Why are you wearing such tight clothes while sleeping?"

"Undoing the belt secretly shouldn't wake him up..."

As long as he has enough spiritual power now, he can directly remove Xi Feng's clothes.However, his spiritual power has recovered only a little bit, and he has to save it for Xi Feng to heal his injuries.

So I can only move as lightly as possible so as not to wake him up.

"I won't wake up, I won't wake up, I won't wake up..." Bai Zang prayed in his heart, and successfully peeled off Xi Feng's robe.

"Ah, why are there two layers? He wears a lot."

Bai Zang continued to pick.

"Digging bamboo shoots, grilling bamboo shoots, frying bamboo shoots with spicy meat slices..."

Finally, he got to the last layer of underwear, and when he was about to finish the job, Xi Feng woke up.

He suddenly grabbed Baizang's hand: "Master."

Bai Zang withdrew his hand in embarrassment: "You woke up..."

"I was woken up by you." Xi Feng smiled helplessly, but after seeing Bai Zang's appearance, he frowned again, "Did you cry just now?"

Baizang frantically touched his face, even touching the tears with his hand.

"What's wrong?" Xi Feng nervously posted.

"...It's okay." Baizang quickly wiped his face dry, "It may be because he just woke up, and he will cry when he yawns."

Xi Feng looked at him, obviously in disbelief.

Baizang crawled into his arms as if begging for mercy, and rubbed against him: "Xi Feng...I'm a bit cold."

"Then I'll light a fire." Xi Feng didn't think too much, just moved his fingers casually, and a bone-burning sky fire appeared in midair, burning quietly, baking the hut dry and warm.

"It shouldn't be cold anymore." Xi Feng hugged Bai Zang into his arms again, and returned to the question just now, "Why were you crying just now?"

The person in his arms froze visibly.

"I'm still cold." Baizang insisted.

Xi Feng touched Bai Zang suspiciously, his forehead was not hot, and the temperature of his hands and feet was much warmer than usual.

"That's the only way to go." Xi Feng said without thinking.

Then Baizang felt that the bed beside him sank, and then collapsed.

Xi Feng, who had turned into the original form of Burning Bones: "...I didn't do it on purpose."

Baizang blinked, then laughed loudly: "Hahaha...you are too heavy!"

"Alas." Xi Feng resentfully moved Bai Zang off the collapsed bed, placed him on his warm, fluffy belly, and then curled up to surround him.

"Is it still cold?"

"...It's not cold, it's not cold anymore." Baizang said hastily.

I dare not say it's cold anymore... Besides, the house may be ordered.

"That's good." Xi Feng checked it again uneasy, and after making sure that Baizang's body was covered with his own fur except for his face exposed, he lowered his head in satisfaction and rested it on his front paws.

Like a tame big cat.

Bai Zang hadn't been treated like this for a long, long time, and the furry feeling came from his whole body, so comfortable that he wanted to cry.

"Recently, it does seem a little fragile..."

He hurriedly rubbed on Xi Feng's fur, wiping back the tears.

Xi Feng raised his head again and turned to look at him.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Bai Zang laughed quickly, "I just like you so much, the fluff is very comfortable."

Xi Feng still didn't speak, as if he was considering the credibility of this sentence.

"Really, I'm really fine." As if afraid that Xi Feng wouldn't believe it, Bai Zang stretched out an arm and stroked his belly a few times, smoothing the fluffy hair smooth.

This kind of experience is quite novel to Xi Feng, after all, when he was a human being, no one would touch him in this way of stroking a cat.

...so comfortable that I almost made a gurgling sound.

"Okay, put your hands in, it's cold outside." Xi Feng stopped Bai Zang's cat stroking in time.

"Oh." Baizang reluctantly took his hand back.

"I can't touch it enough... Xi Feng's fur is so soft."

Xi Feng's ears trembled, deliberately ignoring this sentence, which was obviously intended for him to hear.

But...he secretly glanced at Bai Zang again.

A pitiful and expectant look.

"From now on, when you sleep, it will be like this for you to touch." Xi Feng finally compromised.

95. Kunlun Palace ([-])

Even though Bai Zang repeatedly emphasized that he was fine and that the previous weakness was only due to the power of the moon tide, Xi Feng still forced him to take nine days of medicinal baths.

On the tenth day, Baizang woke up early.

In the past few days, Xi Feng has been raising him like a useless person. Apart from soaking in medicinal baths, he is held in his arms to sleep every day. It hurts the eyes.

Now finally free.

He sneaked out of Xi Feng's furry belly lightly, found a set of clothes in the storage bag and put them on.

Probably because he wanted to match the color of Burning Bone, he was dressed in white for a long time, with a rabbit fur collar around his neck, which set him off with icy muscles and bones, and a fairy appearance.

Then he sat down by Xi Feng, stroked his hair, and took out his notebook to read.

It's a newly bought book at Mingyin Night Market, called "Privately Stored Little Mermaid".

The little mermaid has a human body and fish tail, is soft and cute, and has a natural voice. He goes to the ferry to sing every day, and has a mutual affection with the son of a fisherman.

The story is well written, but every time he sees the little merman in the illustration, Bai Zang always thinks of those ever-burning lamps lit with merman oil in the underground palace under the sea.

That strange fragrance, even thinking about it now, seems to be still on the side of the nose.

The story suddenly lost interest, Bai Zang put down the script, and turned to look at Xi Feng.

Xi Feng didn't know when he woke up, his big golden eyes were staring straight at him.

Bai Zang smiled, leaned out, and touched the top of Xi Feng's head twice: "Morning, Xi Feng."

As a result, Xi Feng stretched out his paws directly, put his arms around his waist, rubbed his nose against him for a long time, and then reluctantly let go: "Morning."

"Look at you, you messed up my clothes." Baizang moved his paws away, stood up and straightened his clothes.

"It looks good." Xi Feng stood up from the ground, shook his hair, and regained his human form.

He opened his arms again and encircled him from behind: "You look good in white, you should always wear white from now on."

In Fen Gu's memory, Bai Zang was almost always dressed in white.

But the Bai Zang that Xi Feng knew in this life always wore black or indigo.

Obviously white suits him best.

"White is so dirty." Bai Zang turned his head and gave a doting smile, but he didn't refuse, "Then wear it once in a while."

"If it's dirty, it's better to do some washing." Xi Feng took advantage of the opportunity to hold the side of his face, lowered his head and leaned closer.

Bai Zang didn't have that mean and sharp face, his lips were fleshy, full of lips, soft and cool to the touch, like a mountain of buttery crisps in midsummer, which was better than countless nectar.

Once you taste it, you never want to let it go.

So Xi Feng hugged him tighter and tighter, kissed him deeper and deeper, used his tongue to pry open the teeth, entangled his play, leaving smells and marks in every corner.

Bai Zang's lips were reddened by him, and even his eyes were clouded with mist: "...Xi Feng."

"Yeah." Finally, Xi Feng kissed his lips again.