Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 764 The final chapter of the return of the gods 53
She tried to open her own sea of ​​consciousness. Although the sea of ​​consciousness is called the sea of ​​consciousness, in fact, the consciousness of most people is not composed of sea areas.

In Quan Jiu's sea of ​​consciousness, lay a blooming red lotus quietly, the red lotus floated in the air, and the slender petals curled up.

She tried to blend her sea of ​​consciousness and Fengzui together.

The process of blending was frightening.

At the most painful time, the bones were torn apart again and again. Quan Jiu once suspected that she would be split in half by the thunder, or torn into pieces by the evil spirit. All the pain that Fengzui had experienced because of the evil spirit, she could completely do it now. Empathize.

After an incomparably long break-in period, the storm in his sea of ​​consciousness was much smaller, and there was a glimmer of light in the gaps in the black clouds.

The light became some kind of signal, and the dense clouds gradually dispersed, revealing the sun behind the clouds, and the bitingly cold sea water warmed up unknowingly.

The warm sea water slowly swallowed up the wine. She thought she was an extremely patient person, but she had to hold on to the wooden board at the head of the bed to stabilize her limp body.

When everything was over, she was drenched in sweat, her body softened, and she fell into Feng Zui's arms.

The little orange cat, who was full of food and drink, glanced curiously at the two sleeping people, hesitated for a moment, jumped onto the bed, found a comfortable position between the two of them, lay down with its tail curled up, closed its eyes and took a nap.

.........

Fengzui had a lengthy dream.

He stays on a precarious isolated island, the sea level keeps rising, and the place where he can stay is getting smaller and smaller.

Seeing that the island was about to sink, a red lotus radiating red light floated from the sea and landed firmly in front of him.

The storm hit the leaves of the red lotus, bending its waist from time to time, and the raindrops the size of hailstones fell heavily. The fragile and delicate petals could not withstand the attack of the wind and rain. A few petals fell into the water, lonely, looking very pitiful.

Honglian didn't seem to feel the pain, and didn't make any movement to leave, staying quietly at his feet.

Feng Zui and Hong Lian confronted each other for a long time, and finally chose to "board the boat".

After getting away from the isolated island, the storm behind him gradually subsided, and Feng Zui lay in the stamens of the red lotus, unknowingly feeling sleepy.

.........

His face was wet, as if something was licking his face.

Feng Zui opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the orange cat's rosy tongue.

And the tongue was resting on the tip of his nose at this moment.

With a dark face, he lifted his arms and stepped on Xiaoju who was on his neck. Xiaoju was pushed away unexpectedly, and the whole cat rolled a few times in the air before landing firmly on the ground.

Feng Zui looked at the surrounding environment, it was the thatched cottage before his "death".

Even the cat is exactly the same.

He sat on the head of the bed, closed his eyes, and his brows were throbbing.

He is not dead.

Someone saved him.

As for who it is...

He looked around, but saw no one.

His body had just recovered, and he hadn't reached the point of recovery yet, so he simply wasn't in a hurry, and lay quietly on the bedside to recuperate.

From the sun rising in the east to the setting in the west, one person and one cat stared at each other for a whole day, finally the sound of footsteps came from outside the house.

Quan Jiu carried a few packs of medicine in his hand, and entered the room with a very natural expression, seeing Feng Zui who woke up, she even smiled at him.

"Are you awake? How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?"

Fengzui: "..."

Quan Jiu turned his back to him, and put the herbal package in his hand on the wooden table:

"That day you suddenly fell into a coma, and I couldn't wake you up no matter how you screamed, I thought you were dead. Fortunately, my friend arrived in time, brought the requiem grass, and personally calmed your evil spirit, so I reluctantly replaced you. Take back a life..."

She didn't wait for Feng Zui to speak, she kept talking.

"There are people living in this thatched cottage. The owner probably went hunting in the mountains. There is a high probability that he will be back in the next two days. Before he comes back, let's pack up and leave."

She said a series of words in one breath, but she did not wait for the reaction of the people behind her, so Quan Jiu had to turn her head to meet Feng Zui's gaze.

The man's eyes were heavy, as if he wanted to stare her out of a hole.

Quan Jiu: "What's wrong with you?"

"You talk a lot today."

Feng Zui didn't move his eyes, staring closely at her facial expression, his tone was calm and indifferent.

"Is there?" Quan Jiu hooked his lips without any flaws, "You usually don't talk much, that's why you think I talk too much."

It's just a sympathy, the two of them didn't have any substantial close.intimate.contact. She didn't believe that Feng Zui could detect it.

Fengzui: "Yes."

The tone is still neither salty nor light.

Quan Jiu: "This is your medicine, remember to take it on time."

She managed to save her life.

At the same time, the evil spirit entered the body and was struck by lightning. Anyone else would have died long ago.

Feng Zui still stared at her: "Bring it here."

Quan Jiu: "??"

Are you missing a leg?

Facing Fengzui's probing gaze, she closed her eyes and brought the medicinal liquid prepared in advance.

"Give."

Feng Zui stared at the black and sticky liquid medicine, without reaching out, ordered:
"feed me."

Quan Jiu: "?!?!"

Are you handless yet?
She stared at Feng Zui in shock, but the other party looked calm.

Unable to guess his thoughts, she tentatively scooped up a spoonful of medicine and handed it to his mouth.

Feng Zui looked at her expressionlessly, actually opened his mouth and swallowed the liquid medicine.

Quan Jiu: "..."

She felt like she didn't wake up today.

"Why don't you move?"

A man's deep and hoarse voice floated from above her head.

Quan Jiu took another spoonful immediately: "If you are unable to move, then I will hire a maid for you tomorrow."

Recently, she has to avoid the limelight.

Feng Zui neither agreed nor refused, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked to the hanger, and opened his arms.

"Get dressed for me."

Quan Jiu: "???"

The question marks above her head increased again.

For a while, I wondered if the other party knew the truth of that day, but if Feng Zui really knew the truth, would the ending be as peaceful as it is now? !

will not!

According to her thoughts, Feng Zui either strangled her or strangled himself.

But if he didn't know the truth of that day, what is the reason for his abnormality now?
Quan Jiu had been distracted until a smell of male hormones approached and broke into her nasal cavity, and she woke up like a dream.

"Can you be distracted even if you change my clothes?"

Warm air is coming.

The man leaned over at some point, staring at her with a pair of black eyes. He was tall, and she seemed to be in his arms.

Quan Jiu didn't want to admit it: "No..."

The man's slender jade-like fingertips suddenly hooked the belt around his waist:
"If you don't get distracted, why can you still tie the belt in the wrong place?"

Quan Jiu looked down and saw that the belts were indeed wrongly tied together, and the clothes were wrinkled into a ball.

Quan Jiu: "..."

Or he'd kill me anyway.

(End of this chapter)