Immortal world foodie: husband makes me noodle soup

Chapter 413 Absolutely Intolerable...

Hong Ling waved his hand and set up a fairy barrier in front of Qian Zang and the other three, preventing them from seeing and hearing what was going on inside.

"No wonder the little uncle said you are a white-eyed wolf. How long has passed, and now I think of apologizing to me." Hong Ling reached out and poked Yang Juanjuan's cheek that had lost a lot of weight.

"However, who made me broad-minded, I forgive you." Hong Ling raised Yang Juanjuan's right hand, held the ball of thread on her wrist, and pinched it hard.

A red light emanated from Hong Ling's hand, just surrounding the ball of thread.

After about a stick of incense, Hong Ling let go, and a trace of paleness appeared on Yuanyuan's small face.

Since Yuelao was fined and imprisoned in Leichi and she took over the affairs of Xiuxian Pavilion, Hong Ling had little time to practice.Moreover, she stayed in the lower realm all year round and was disturbed by the turbid air of the lower realm. If she didn't practice, she would retreat if she didn't advance in her cultivation.

So, she helped Yang Juanjuan pull out the length of the red rope, and then restored the red rope to its normal thickness, and she was a little bit powerless.

The red rope became shorter and thinner, and the pressure on Yang Juanjuan was not so great, so he woke up soon.

She opened her eyes to see Hong Ling sitting beside her bed, she was a little surprised, and asked, "Where's Xiao Tianer?"

When Hong Ling heard this, he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.This heartless person, she saved her. When she woke up, she didn't care about her first, so she asked others.

Hong Ling withdrew the barrier, and the three of Qian Zang fell in together.

Hong Ling was dumbfounded, these three people must not have been leaning on her fairy barrier.

"Little trouble, are you awake?" Qian Zang was the first to stabilize his figure. He walked quickly to Yang Juanjuan, trying to reach out and touch her head, but before he could touch her head, he heard her ask: "Little Tian Where is the son?"

Qian Zang's hands were in the air, and his whole body seemed to be frozen, maintaining a bent posture, not wanting to move.

Little apprentice, I guarded you for eight days and nights for my master, you...

Zhong Xiaotian didn't expect Yang Juanjuan to wake up, thinking that he was the first person to see, and was so moved.Although he was full of guilt towards her, but at this moment when she heard her asking where Xiao Tianer was, he still squeezed over desperately.

"Juan, I'm here!"

Because Qian Zang refused to give way, Zhong Xiaotian could only stand sideways in front of Yang Juanjuan, trying to show a face full of beards.

And Li Shibai was directly blocked by the two of them, so he couldn't even see him.

"Are you Xiaotian?" Yang Juanjuan looked at Zhong Xiaotian in surprise, and after getting Zhong Xiaotian's affirmative answer, she pointed to his face: "Your beard..."

It was only then that Zhong Xiaotian remembered that he had a beard growing on his face.He reached out to wipe his face, and those beards disappeared instantly, revealing a very clean and beautiful face.

"Little Tian'er, if you have anything to say in the future, don't leave as soon as you get angry. I'm so sad that I can't catch up with you." As he said, Yang Juanjuan's eyes turned red.

"Okay, I promise you. I won't be angry with you in the future, and I won't leave again." Zhong Xiaotian felt guilty, he wanted to hold Yang Juanjuan in his arms, but the god sitting in front of him blocked the way very much. appropriate.

"En. I was dreaming just now. I dreamed that we were having trouble again. You left in anger, and then I was behind, unable to catch up..."

Thinking of the dream, she was chasing Zhong Xiaotian, crying heartbreakingly, but Zhong Xiaotian left without looking back, that kind of sadness and heartbreak made Yang Juanjuan couldn't help but shed tears.

"Juanjuan, don't cry. It's my fault, I will never leave again." Seeing Yang Juanjuan crying, Zhong Xiaotian also felt heartbroken.

He wanted to reach out and wipe her tears, but the person in front of him was always one step ahead of him.

In terms of heartbreak, who can compare to Qian Zang at this moment.Listening to the beloved, talking love words to others, but he can do nothing but wipe away the tears left for others by the beloved.

My heart is broken and I can't even pick it up.

Hong Ling didn't care much about who Yang Juanjuan really liked at this time, she just wanted to ask if Yang Juanjuan really dreamed of Zhong Xiaotian just now, not her?
Hong Ling rubbed her head, thinking that even if she asked, Yang Juanjuan probably wouldn't remember.

She is a little tired now and wants to find a place to rest.When these people saw Yang Juanjuan woke up, their hearts were on Yang Juanjuan, and no one cared about her.

Hong Ling sighed softly, and when she was about to leave, she saw a big hand stretched out in front of her.

She looked up and saw Li Shibai smiling at her.It would be fine if he smiled more naturally, more sincerely, and not so bitterly.

"Are you tired?" Li Shibai asked.

Hong Ling's nose was sore, she never thought that Li Shibai would still care about her in such a sad time.Does that mean that, in fact, he has her in his heart.

"It's okay." For some reason, Hong Ling didn't want to shake that big hand, and walked out of the cave in a few steps.

Li Shibai came out, and Hong Ling asked him, "Aren't you talking to her?"

"No." Li Shibai replied in a very low voice, glanced at Hong Ling who was much shorter than him, couldn't help but patted her on the head, and said, "If you're tired, it's the same if you go back to the heaven another day."

After speaking, he strode away.

Hong Ling didn't like being touched on the head by him, but seeing his sad back made her feel very distressed, so she forgot that kind of dislike.

Maybe he touched her head to make him feel better.If so, she wouldn't mind putting her head in front of him and letting him touch it.

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"Little trouble, are you hungry?" Qian Zang hurriedly asked while Yang Juanjuan and Zhong Xiaotian were silent.

Yang Juanjuan nodded honestly: "I'm hungry. Master, I'm starving to death."

People who are dying of starvation don't have so many words.

Qian Zang replied with a sour heart, picked up Yang Juanjuan from the bed, and threw it directly into the Qiankun Pavilion.

Yang Juanjuan only felt that the scene in front of him flashed, and she was lying on the bed in Qiankun Pavilion.

what happened?Didn't Master ask her if she was hungry?According to the general situation, when Master heard her say that she was hungry, he should have given her food instead of throwing her to Qiankun Pavilion.

"Master..." Because Taotao was practicing, Yang Juanjuan didn't dare to shout too loudly, so he suppressed his voice.

Qian Zang's voice floated from all directions: You change your clothes first, and the teacher will take you to Fengcheng to eat later.

Only then did Yang Juanjuan realize that there was a new dress at the end of the bed, which was the same style as the fabric on her body.It's just that the color is no longer purple, but fresh blue.

With new clothes to wear, Yang Juanjuan was very happy.

She happily changed clothes in Qiankun Pavilion, but she didn't know that the two men outside almost got into a fight because of her.

Although Qian Zang didn't know why Yang Juanjuan was in a coma, he guessed that it must have an inseparable relationship with Zhong Xiaotian.

He can tolerate the little apprentice liking Zhong Xiaotian, and can tolerate Zhong Xiaotian being with her every day, but he absolutely cannot tolerate Zhong Xiaotian hurting her.

(End of this chapter)