Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

   Su Haitang felt a sharp pain in her head, but she was not surprised but delighted!

found it!

  Su Haitang stretched out her hand and touched the fleshy green leaf, she couldn't believe it!

   This feel is really a leaf?

   There seemed to be a breeze blowing, and the leaves lightly avoided her palm.

  Su Haitang even has the illusion that it itches others and is avoided by others with a laugh.

   Is this really her space? Are you not dreaming?

  Su Haitang stretched out her fingers reluctantly, and wanted to continue to touch the beautiful and lovely leaves.

When the    fingertips were only a millimeter away from the small fluff on the blade, another burst of air moved the blade away from her fingertips.

  Su Haitang slowly withdrew her hand, frowning at the veins on the leaves.

   I wonder if she is dazzled, seems to have seen a change in the direction of the veins just now? Like a smiling face with curved eyebrows?

  Damn it!

  Su Haitang was so surprised that she almost forgot her worries and grief!

  No, I haven't completely forgotten it yet.

  Su Haitang clenched her fingers and took a deep breath of the cool and refreshing air, feeling refreshed!

   Now is not the time to study space, she has to find Cheng Yuanzheng and Little Fox.

Little Fox?

  Su Haitang blinked and looked at the white fox slowly appearing under the five-color tree.

   The familiar figure of the white fox gradually changed from being transparent to being slightly firmer, and plunged into the eyes of the yang fish in the yin and yang fish spirit spring water with familiarity!

  The green-colored spiritual spring water gushed out a string of bubbles, and there was a hint of gray air floating up, which was quickly absorbed by the adjacent cold spring water.

   is like washing the marrow and cutting the bones, spitting out the old and taking in the new.

   An absurd thought flashed in Su Haitang's mind, and she hesitated, not wanting to disturb the white fox's practice.

  The white fox seemed to sense her presence, and suddenly his head emerged from the spiritual spring, his blood-red eyes met her, suddenly bent, and with a whimper, he flew towards her!

   This familiar expression and action made Su Haitang recognize it at once.

"Little Fox!"

  Su Haitang opened her arms to hug, but her hug was empty!

   She watched as the illusory body of the little fox crossed her finger chest, and then disappeared.

  Su Haitang looked down in front of her dumbfounded, and shouted again anxiously, "Little fox!"

   The familiar whine sounded behind her, Su Haitang turned her head sharply, watching the red-eyed white fox taking small steps of aggrieved, hesitantly rubbed over, Su Haitang raised her hand and touched its small head to comfort.

   "Are you a little fox? Injured? It's not your real body who came in now, right? It's okay, so am I."

   The little fox purred a few times, and eagerly wanted to explain something to her.

  Su Haitang patted it reassuringly.

   "Don't worry. Tell me first, Cheng Yuanzheng is not dead, right?"

   The little fox shook his head and nodded.

  Su Haitang looked at its contradictory behavior and corrected the way of questioning despite her panic.

   "I asked the wrong question. Listen now, is Cheng Yuanzheng still alive?"

  The little fox nodded vigorously, without hesitation!

   Su Haitang burst into tears!

   She looked up to the sky with a smile on her face, raised her hand and wiped away tears that didn't really matter.

   "It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive. You go to the spiritual spring to heal your wounds, and also help the Diancheng expedition. I..."

   Su Haitang's eyes flashed, and her mental energy exited the space like a tide. When she opened her eyes again, what she faced was He Junfeng's nervous and worried face.

   "Pearl, Daddy is here, don't be afraid."

   When He Junfeng saw his daughter open his eyes, he hurriedly comforted his daughter with a warm voice, and kept wiping away her daughter's tears that seemed to never end.

   Even crying is so silent and desperate.

  Su Haitang threw herself into Dad's arms, wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, and burrowed into his shoulders and whispered softly.

   "Dad, I'm fine. I'm happy! Cheng Yuanzheng is still alive! He's not dead! I'm happy!"