After dressing as a male supporting role, he hugged the villain's thigh

Regarding Ming Chuan's question, Master Jiukong did not answer after all.

It's not that he doesn't want to answer, it's just that he simply doesn't know how to answer.

Because no one else can decide the outcome of this matter, when Mu Qingfeng can come back, or whether he can come back at all, it is not up to others to decide.

So for the rest of the time, that silly phoenix would still obediently lie in front of the stove. Daoist Jiukong would occasionally open his eyes to take a look, but after seeing the raging flames in the stove, he would eventually sigh and shake his head It's a look of regret.

At the very beginning, Mingchuan recorded the time every day.He used small stones to draw horizontal and vertical stripes on the ground in front of him, using these to count the passage of time.But when he drew once, he completely gave up this meaningless practice.

Maybe sometimes not knowing the time is not a bad thing.

At least you won't look at the endlessly superimposed numbers, increasing the despair and sadness in your heart.

Ming Chuan didn't know how long he had to wait, and he didn't dare to ask.He just tried his best to repeat all the things that happened in the past time over and over again in his mind.

From the first meeting of the two of them, to the present step by step.

To be honest, when I first met Mu Qingfeng, his condition was much more serious than it is now.At that time, he basically followed Mu Qingfeng subconsciously, maybe because he felt that this person was very gentle in his heart, or maybe it was a kind of desire for life that told him that as long as he followed this person, he could live.

Ming Chuan couldn't remember what he was thinking at that time, after all, his mind is also in a mess now, not so clear-headed.There are many things that he can't tell clearly, but he can at least tell one thing clearly, that is, the doctor who almost lends a helping hand to everyone along the way here has become the most important thing in his life. people.

If Mu Qingfeng couldn't get out of the stove alive, what would he do?

Ming Chuan hadn't thought about this question.

But whenever his thoughts reached here, he would immediately interrupt himself.He is indeed a fool, so of course he understands the most important habit of a fool——

He can easily turn his attention away from things he doesn't want to focus on.

In this way, a long, long time passed.

It has been so long that Mingchuan is about to give up waiting, and the burning flame in the alchemy furnace in front of him has become a little weaker. Daoist Jiukong finally stood up again, sighed, and said: "It seems that this time, I lost my eyes."

After speaking, he walked towards the stove.

But before he could get close, Ming Chuan had already spread his wings and blocked him between him and the stove.

"Get out of the way." Daoist Jiukong's voice was extremely cold, and it was obvious that the current situation made him feel very sad.Not wanting to say too much to this silly bird, he just frowned: "It's been a year, there's no hope."

Ming Chuan stood there resolutely, as if he didn't understand this sentence.After staring into each other's eyes for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "No, he hasn't come out yet, you can't close this stove."

Jiukong was silent.

He told himself in his heart that he shouldn't argue with a fool.

But he didn't care about it, but this fool blocked his way, showing no intention of getting out of the way.

Jiu Kong frowned a little irritably, and said, "How long do you have to wait?"

Ming Chuan bowed his head in silence.

It was a long time before he spat out a few words hesitantly: "Just wait for him to come out."

Jiukong was immediately laughed angrily by him.

A fool really is a fool, he doesn't even know what parting is.The reunion he was still looking forward to in his heart would never happen, and Daoist Jiukong knew this very well, so he didn't plan to give Mingchuan any more time.

With a wave of his hand, the stove over there began to vibrate.

At the same time, a very familiar voice came out from the stove: "Can I go out now? I thought I was going to burn all these fires."

The voice was very crisp, obviously it belonged to Mu Qingfeng.

Ming Chuan was stunned, and Daoist Jiukong also looked blank.

It turned out that the karmic fire in the stove became weak during this period, not because of their illusion, nor because it took too long.But the guy in the furnace, has been refining these flames?

Daoist Jiukong didn't know what to say for a while.

And Ming Chuan burst into tears immediately, and ran towards the stove as fast as he could.

Only he didn't get in.

Because before he went in, Mu Qingfeng's head had already poked out from inside.Ming Chuan could only hug his head as fast as he could, with such force that Mu Qingfeng kept patting him.

"Mingchuan, Mingchuan! Calm down a little bit, my neck is almost broken by you!" Mu Qingfeng's voice was full of helplessness, and he said, "After you let me come out of here, hug me again ? I know you must miss me very much now, but you have to be a little more sensible, do you understand? Proper!"

Amidst his successive shouts, Ming Chuan finally regained some sanity.Honestly let go of Mu Qingfeng's hand, and he pouted, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Mu Qingfeng looked amused, and raised his chin at him: "Get me some clothes from the Qiankun bag, my clothes were all burned by the fire."

Mingchuan obediently followed suit.

After Mu Qingfeng came out of the stove, he changed his clothes, looked down at himself, and made sure there was nothing wrong, then raised his head and showed a bright smile to Taoist Jiukong and Mingchuan, and said, "Sorry, It seems that I am still relatively dull in this regard. It took a long time, so you are worried."

Master Jiukong shook his head: "As long as you can leave the stove, it proves that you have succeeded. You are not stupid at all in this respect. At least most people will be wiped out the moment they touch this flame. And you not only Walking out of it, you also absorbed most of the flames. This is your talent."

"Yeah, Qingfeng is the most powerful person!" Ming Chuan hugged Mu Qingfeng in his arms again without the tears on Ming Chuan's face disappearing.

This time Mu Qingfeng didn't struggle any more, just blinked his beautiful big eyes and looked at Taoist Jiukong, and asked with a smile: "Daozhang, I have finished all the things you asked for now. Is it okay? Give Have I cured him of the material?"