Feeding humans, she's serious

When Ning Zhi woke up again, it was already the early morning of the second day.

The boy who had just opened his eyes was still a little dazed, and subconsciously got up from the bed with his hands on his hands. As soon as he started, he felt a bit of pain at the root of his hair.

"Don't make trouble..." Gu Fanyin's voice was a little hoarse, while speaking, he stretched out his hands to hug Ning Zhi who was about to get up, touched his waist and pressed him down forcibly.

Ning Zhi dully remembered what happened before he fell into a coma, suppressed his anger, and asked with a bad expression: "Gu Fanyin, what did you do again!"

Gu Fanyin: "Hoo hoo hoo hoo..."

Ning Zhi rubbed the center of his brows and began to have a headache: "You don't breathe like this when you're asleep."

Gu Fanyin: "Mmmmmmmmmmm..."

Ning Zhi: "..."

Unbearable, he grabbed her soft face and before twisting it, the person on the bed came over with his eyes closed.

On the white shoulders and neck, the woman's long black hair spread out casually, her beautiful eyes slowly opened, and the mist entrained reduced the dangerous atmosphere a bit.

Ning Zhi remained unmoved: "Explain."

After speaking, he put his hands behind his back, as if he was going to touch the smashed place.

Gu Fanyin retorted reflexively: "I can't find it, I've already used the medicine."

"Heh," Ning Zhi sneered, and the movement of preparing to do it was stopped by the long hair approaching him.

Gu Fanyin, who didn't think she could hide it from him, put her head on his shoulder and observed his every move, feeling that Ning Zhi was not as angry as he appeared on the surface.

"You're not in good shape," Gu Fanyin unscrewed his hand trying to restrain himself, and yawned lazily.

Ning Zhi was expressionless: "If you don't hit me, I can take the heads of several people."

He was answered by a sudden silence that spread across the room.

Gu Fanyin leaned to one side, and re-examined his gaze carefully.

Noticing something, he didn't make any further comments on the matter, but lightly stroked his cheeks with both hands, and turned his gaze to the window with gentle strength.

The still cool sunlight fell on the window sill, and the wind was gentle, beating on the wooden window slowly.

"You think I'm talking about your fragile human body?" Gu Fanyin grinned and sneered, "Knowing that it will be troublesome if you get hurt...how come you completely forgot about this place?"

As the words fell, a warm hand slowly reached Ning Zhi's heart.

"If you don't care about it all the time, it will be completely broken."

Gu Fanyin was in a bad mood, which was a conclusion Ning Zhi could draw with his naked eyes.

Ning Zhi pushed that obtrusive hand away, directly avoiding the unkind words for him: "You don't need to meddle in your own business..."

Before Ning Zhi could finish his sentence, someone outside accidentally knocked on the unclosed door. The white-haired boy blinked, and the cup in his hand was still steaming.

Another medicated diet was changed, and this medicated diet smelled very bitter.

Gu Fanyin nodded, fiddled with her fingers, and her long hair fluttered in a loose arc in the air, "Come in."

Yue Qinian put things on the table next to him in a strange manner, and looked at the two people whose atmosphere was not quite right in the early morning, adhering to the idea of ​​staying away from right and wrong that Yue Zhi repeatedly emphasized, he subconsciously denied: "I didn't see anything."

"Why don't you continue?"

The attitude is very good, but Naihe's tone is dry like a fish thirsty for water.

Gu Fanyin didn't hold on to this topic, and sent the person out after a few perfunctory sentences, then picked up the bowl of medicinal food and raised her eyebrows: "Do you drink it yourself or do you want me to drink it?"

Ning Zhi: "...you let it go."

After getting a positive response, Gu Fanyin, who didn't want to stay with this bowl of bitter medicine, also went out silently.

As soon as he walked down the steps, he bumped into Mu Nanxing who looked like a banished fairy.

His face was still covered with white silk, and when they were a step away, he greeted them gently.

"It's you," Gu Fanyin, who almost forgot about such a person, answered, looked at the man who was full of immortality, and suddenly had a wonderful idea.

Gu Fanyin raised his hand to call for Yue Qinian who was next to him.

The white-haired and red-eyed boy was still holding a bowl of warm porridge in his hand, and was about to send it to Yuezhi's sword practice place. Hearing the sound, he hesitated for a moment, then turned around and walked over.

Mu Nanxing stood where he was, with a length of white silk blown on his black hair by the wind, as if he was about to transform into a fairy and fly away in the next second.

"As the son of God under me, I still need to be a little more careful about temperament," Gu Fanyin made a small gesture quietly, and then pointed at Mu Nanxing secretly.

A question mark slowly popped up in Yue Qinian's head, she followed her hand and stared at Mu Nanxing who was allowed to be scrutinized by them, not knowing what to express for a while.

There is one thing to say, Mu Nanxing's temperament is indeed more like a son of God.

"Fairy Sanskrit," said the person whose teacher was stolen, "Mu can hear you."

"Huh?" Gu Fanyin looked sideways, and his eyes, which were still hidden, became presumptuous, "Since I heard everything, I will hand over Yue Qi Nian to you."

Mu Nanxing: "Fairy Fanyin misunderstood, Mumou doesn't have that ability."

"Nor can a person possess divinity."

"Divinity doesn't really matter," Gu Fanyin blinked, and continued to explain the reason slowly, "I only want the shell."

"As for the rest..."

"People in need will naturally fill themselves."

Mu Nanxing was silent for a while with a suspicious tone, and when he spoke again, he was as gentle as ever: "That's the case, then Mu has nothing to say."

He made a concession, and Gu Fanyin, who had just mentioned it casually, also nodded, and casually instructed in the direction of Yue Qinian: "Find more ancient books to read when you have nothing to do."

"Flicker... When you convert people, you won't be short of words."

Mu Nanxing shook his head, feeling a little helpless at her blatant intentions.

"Okay," Yue Qinian nodded obediently, her long silver hair hung on her shoulders, and the inhuman aura on her body became even stronger.

It's pretty good... Gu Fanyin sighed, as expected, imitation is easier than self-perception.

At this moment, the ghost-like Ning Zhi floated out of the room, Gu Fanyin subconsciously turned around to look back, and then watched that gaze pass over her head.

"Fairy Fanyin," the disciple's respectful voice came from the door. He was still wearing the disciple uniform of the Canglan Sect, and he stood at the door without approaching, "The lord of the Hehuan Sect invites you."

"Looks like something happened to Dong Chuang," Ning Zhi added in a vague way, and walked down the steps slowly.

Gu Fanyin smiled cooperatively: "Just go and meet the suzerain for a while."

After finishing speaking, he added with great interest:

"If it's interesting, we'll smash the west window as well."