The heroine of the abuse text just wants to fly to become a fairy

Chapter 181 My Heart Is Hot
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Chu Jinsui and Feng Ling looked at each other across the precious spirit wood coffee table.

"Your wound..." Chu Jinsui reminded again.

The edges of the wound on Feng Ling's face were scorched black, revealing the flesh and blood underneath. The blood had stopped flowing, but there was still silvery white viscous blood hanging on her face, which made her look quite miserable.

She touched her face: "I don't, I can do it."

Chu Jinsui felt extremely sorry, no matter what, she was doing it to help herself, if it wasn't for her, she might have died.

Although it is not difficult to see that Fengling had a high level of cultivation because she only suffered a superficial wound when she blocked it, but the wounds caused by the thunder calamity are difficult to repair on their own.

Not to mention that this was not Fengling's lightning disaster. She blocked the lightning disaster for herself. From a certain perspective, she was also working against the law of heaven. This wound may not be healed that easily.

She has such a beautiful face, she would be sad if it were disfigured.

Chu Jinsui stood up, "Do you have any medicine here? Let me help you deal with it?"

Feng Ling pointed to another room in the side hall, then Duan Duan sat there and waited.

Chu Jinsui opened the door. This room... was like a utility room. It was filled with shelves. There were everything on the shelves, from medicines to toys, jewelry or furnishings.

She had never seen these medicines before, but they contained strong spiritual power and were neatly arranged in categories.

She took a box of ointment for external application and a bottle of spirit powder for internal use.

"This is for drinking, and this is for applying on the face." She put the medicine on the tea table.

Feng Ling drank the bottle of Lingsan in one gulp, then moved her face closer, looking straight at her.

Chu Jinsui: "Do you want me to help you with the medicine?"

Feng Ling nodded.

Chu Jinsui picked up a smear of ointment with his fingertips, and gently approached her wound: "Does it hurt?"

"I am not afraid of pain." Feng Ling said.

"If it hurts, tell me and I'll be gentler."

Chu Jinsui concentrated on dealing with the fleshy wound on her face, feeling a little guilty: "Will it leave a scar?"

"I don't know, I know." Feng Ling didn't seem to care.

She really looks like a little child. Although the human figure is a beautiful woman, her eyes are as clear as a baby's, and her words and actions are extremely straightforward.

When Chu Jinsui looked at her like this, he couldn't help but have an illusion that all his thoughts could not be hidden.

As expected, one cannot look directly into eyes that are too innocent.

Gently wiped off the blood on Feng Ling's face: "It's so cool..."

Her skin and silver blood are cold, so even if she wants to transform into a dragon, is she still a cold-blooded animal?
Accidentally asked what was in his heart: "You are a flood dragon, so are dragons also cold-blooded creatures?"

Fengling blinked: "I'm not, my heart is hot." She pointed to the position of her heart.

The ointment was lightly applied to Feng Ling's wound.

"Thank you." Chu Jinsui covered the remaining ointment, "Thank you for helping me block the thunder."

Feng Ling tilted her head: "Then, can you read a story to me?"

As she spoke, she picked up a tattered book from the side and handed it over.

Chu Jinsui took it over and saw that the handwriting on the cover was so worn that it was hard to read clearly. Inside were short stories, like children's reading materials.

The handwriting is clear and meaningful, and the pen is sharp.

Does this belong to Fengling's owner?
She turned a page: "Once upon a time, there was a little rabbit demon in the forest..."

Feng Ling put her face in her hands while listening.

Chu Jinsui quickly held her hand down: "Don't touch the wound."

The medicine you just applied, don’t rub it off.

After hearing this, Feng Ling obediently lay on the table with her chin resting on her arm, like a child who is seriously listening to class.

"One day the little rabbit demon..."

While reading the contents of the book, Chu Jinsui put his hand on Feng Ling's head very smoothly, and gently stroked her long white soft hair.

The hair quality is really good.

Feng Ling narrowed his eyes, showing a drowsy look.

When the story was over, her eyes were closed.

Chu Jinsui withdrew his hand and glanced at Feng Ling who was sleeping on her stomach. The lightning strike was not as simple as it seemed, and she suffered more than just a skin injury on her face.

"Ok?"

Feng Ling opened his eyes again: "Why, why, don't you read it?"

Chu Jinsui was stunned for a moment: "I thought you fell asleep."

Feng Ling stood up and said, "I can't, sleep, in case, I fall asleep, you, go."

……

Chu Jinsui was really planning to go out just now, to see how big this place is, whether Fang Qingya and Jiang Yu are here, and where are the other fellow students.

Feng Ling: "You can't, won't you go?"

"Fengling, you really misunderstood the person." Chu Jinsui said, "I've never seen you before."

"But thank you very much for helping me. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Feng Ling nodded: "Yes."

"You say, as long as I can do it."

"Don't go." Feng Ling said, "Stay here, together with Feng Ling, wait for my lord to wake up."

"He's here too, waiting for you."

Chu Jinsui: "I'm sorry, I can't promise you this, I still have to find my companion."

Feng Ling had a look of disappointment on his face: "Is it because, I am boring?"

"No, how could you think so?"

"Because my lord used to say so." Feng Ling paused, "Now, I don't even talk much, how can I say it. For hundreds of years, no one has talked to me."

She lowered her eyelashes, her blue eyes were covered: "I'll wait, hello, long time."

A faint melancholy spread in the hall.

Chu Jinsui was also inexplicably infected: "I'm sorry, I'm really not the one you're waiting for."

"I have always been in the world of cultivation, and I have never been to the Dragon Palace, nor have I been to the seaside."

Feng Ling stubbornly shook her head: "Yes, you, I am, waiting for you."

Neither could convince the other.

Chu Jinsui: "Then what are you waiting for me to do?"

"If you don't do, what, we have agreed," Fengling said. "You said, when you come back, Fengling will not be alone."

She raised her eyes: "I don't want, another one."

Chu Jinsui couldn't remember when he made any agreement with whom.

But Feng Ling looks a little lonely and wronged now, so she can't say anything: "But I still have to find my companion..."

She asked: "Why don't you go out with me? There are many people and interesting things outside."

Fengling shook his head: "I can't get out."

She stretched out her arms, and cyan veins slowly appeared on her fair skin, growing up her arms until her body was covered with these cyan veins.

Chu Jinsui instantly thought of the patterns that Fang Qingya had drawn before.

This Dragon Palace...is connected to Feng Ling's flesh and blood, and the formation lives on her flesh and blood, so she can't leave unless she is reborn.

"Who trapped you here?" She lightly stroked the lines that imprisoned Feng Ling here, "Is it your master?"

Feng Ling shook his head: "No, it's me. Before this place, it's going to collapse."

"Porcelain, I like it here." She said, "If it collapses, you will be sad."

Chu Jinsui: "I won't!"

She glanced at Fengling's arm, then looked at her somewhat confused blue eyes, opened her mouth, but couldn't speak: "The person you are waiting for has the same name as me... But I really don't remember that we have ever met. Agreement."

"Is it the previous life?" Chu Jinsui asked, "Did we know each other in the previous life?"

Feng Ling shook her head: "No, it's you."

(End of this chapter)