Quick Transmigration: Conquering the Sick Daughters in the Shura Field

[Sweetness is over, I love you, I love you...]

The Tianyuan Dynasty, the land is vast and the resources are abundant, these few words have been talked about badly.

Therefore, Feng Jue wanted to take Shi Qi to experience it for himself.

Although the Marquis of Yongdinghou, the current king of the country, and Prime Minister Meng are always bickering.

But regarding the matter of educating Fengtan, the two people who are dedicated to the country can always reach a surprising agreement.

One person teaches literature and the other teaches martial arts.

Therefore, under the cultivation of such a hard core.

In less than five years, the eight or nine-year-old Feng Tan is already much taller than his peers, and he also has certain insights into political strategies.

It took five years to lift the Tianyuan Holy Dynasty to an unprecedented height, Shi Shiran waved away without taking a cloud.

I only reply occasionally, and write letters to the capital about what I saw and what I lacked in the places I traveled.

This is also the case, one is the mountains and rivers on the outside, and the other is the governance of the country inside.

The names of the three have been passed down through history.

Don't talk about these later things.

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There are thousands of miles of mountains and rivers for people to visit, Feng Jue wants to find a maple forest.

The red is as fierce as fire, just like Feng Jue was rescued by Shi Qi that day, and his eyes were full of surprises in a red dress.

Nature's knives and axes are unique, and every landscape is a stroke of magic.

The two held hands and came to a maple forest on a lonely mountain.

The red silk on the wrist is light but tired and touches and entangles from time to time.

The peak is a little bit cold. I heard that eating sugar can make people feel better and warm up.

Looking at Feng Jue's earnest appearance as he searched for honey back and forth all over the mountain, it was rare for the other party to be so serious.

Shi Qi quietly swallowed another method in his mind.

In fact, it can also... rub for warmth.

The cool white figure shuttled among the red maple leaves, which was particularly conspicuous.

"Aqi, just wait, I see a beehive in front of me."

The other party is very interested, Shi Xi naturally won't spoil his interest.

"Be careful, I'll wait for you on this tree branch."

The other party turned his head, and with affirmative eyes, he remembered Shi Xi's position.

This maple forest has existed for a long time, and the branch lying under him is thicker than a person's waist, allowing a person to lie on it completely.

The width... is about the same as the small bamboo bed that Shi Xi used to sleep on.

It was getting late, and the twilight was coming together, Shi Qi was so bored that he started counting the leaves, and Feng Jue hadn't come back yet.

Shouldn't it be in danger?

Although Feng Jue has profound internal strength, she may not be completely invulnerable to her opponent.

Just when he was about to get up to look for Feng Jue, he heard the other party's slightly annoyed and thankful voice.

"Hiss, that bee is really persistent, chasing me all the time, hoo, luckily the red silk is still there."

A person with a nasal voice came to Shi Qi's side all wet.

"Did you hide from the bees... and jumped into the water?"

"Um……"

Feng Jue snorted, and handed over the honey in a hollow tube made of pared bamboo.

The setting sun was about to sink, and dots of residual red were reflected on the half of the sky, and behind Feng Jue, a dark red exploded.

The drenched man perfectly outlines his figure, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, his muscles are clearly not knotted.

With a nasal sound, the tip of the nose is reddish.

There is a feeling of... a sick and weak son.

Shi Qi's thoughts moved slightly.

He pulled vines from the side, tied several honey tubes made of bamboo that Feng Jue had brought, tied them with vines, and hung them on the small branches at the side.

Keep out of the way for a while.

He began to routinely tell the other party quietly, "Take off your clothes, build a fire for a while, and roast the clothes to avoid getting sick."

Feng Jue obediently took off her clothes, Shi Qi lit a fire below, and said to Feng Jue who was still wearing only her underwear on the tree branch, "You don't need to come down, just give me the clothes."

Shi Qi unhurriedly built a small shelf with dead branches, and put the wet clothes on it.

Slow movements.

After a while, she asked Feng Jue above, "Can I feel some warmth from above?"

Warm air rises, that's for sure.

Shi Qi purposely placed the small fire under the wide branch, just to achieve this effect.

Clear a barrier around the fire so you don't accidentally start a fire.

This is the way up...

"Are your clothes still wet?"

"Fortunately, it's still a bit cold, but for my husband's health, Ah Qi doesn't have to worry."

The cold voice is nasal and hoarse, with a unique ascetic quality, but also soft and a little gentle.

The tip of the tongue touched the teeth lightly twice.

"In case you catch cold, dry your clothes."

"Isn't this roasting?" Feeling the warmth from the fire below, Feng Jue was slightly puzzled.

Shi Qi was serious, "Listen to me, you have to be tied up to enjoy the fire, f is like a kebab."

One end of the red silk is Feng Jue's wrist, and the other end is a branch of a maple tree.

"what are you doing?"

Still with that cedar cold tone.

Shi Qi wants him to change to another voice.

"Let's play a game."

"How to play?"

Shi Qi smiled, his long and narrow eyes were as bright as peach blossoms, and the flickering fire below illuminated Shi Qi's fair cheeks, making them white and rosy.

The voice began to hoarse with desire.

Fit is a wonderful word.

Love is not divided into up and down, left and right, front and back.

It's you... just fine...

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