The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

Chapter 811: Unexpected visitor

The phoenix of the purple enchantress glared at Nanhua Jun, who gave Song Pingyong the pulse. If he did not consume too much spiritual power in the sea of ​​fire, there is no need for Nanhua Jun to heal Song Pingyong.

Nanhua Jun was shocked. The pulse of Song Pingyong was the pulse of illness. The general physician could not know the cause by passing the pulse. He also read a book of medical books to understand this pulse.

Nanhua Junchao took a look at the rest of the rest, this is a drug, no doubt, it saved Song Pingyong's life.

Nan Huajun took out the silver needle and gave Song Pingyong a needle. He did not move the iron hook on Song Pingyong's cheekbones. He turned his head to Xiao Yu: "Your father is poisoned, this poisonous and sinister is complicated, I will use it for the time being. The silver needle sealed his acupuncture point to prevent the spread of toxins. The iron hook on his cheekbones, I can't take it for the time being. I need a few herbs to ensure that he will not die when he takes the iron hook."

Song Pingyong’s situation is very dangerous now. If he is not careful, he will be dead.

Xiao Yu hurriedly asked: "Which kinds of herbs? I will buy them."

Nanhua Jun shook his head faintly: "The few herbs are rare, and you can't buy them with money."

Seeing Xiao Xiaoran’s eyes, Nanhua Jun said again: “However, there are just a few herbs in the medicine field of my valley. If you don’t mind, you will send the honor to my valley, where the aura is abundant and it is also good for healing. His injury."

Xiao Yu’s eyes are covered with fog and he looks at Nanhua Jundao: “Can you really save my father?”

Nanhua Jun nodded: "Trust me, only I can save him."

Nanhua Jun is very mad, but it is also true. He did not tell Xiao Yu that even he, he also consumed a lot of spiritual power to get Song Pingyong back from the hands of death.

Xiaoqi first sent Nanhua Jun and Song Pingyong to the valley and watched Nanhua Jun leave with Song Pingyong. Xiao Yu still trusted Nanhua Jun.

In her body, she still has a cloud.

Xiao Yu went to a knotted village, and when it came to the village, it was already dark.

In the house of Song Auntie, there was a fire candle. When Xiao Xiaogang just walked to the door, he heard the cries of the inside.

It is Song Auntie who is crying.

Xiao Yu knocked on the door, and the cry inside heard it. He said with a dumb voice: "Who?"

Xiao Yu said: "Mother, it is me."

After a few seconds in the house, Song Auntie came over and opened the door. Xiao Yu clearly saw Song Aunt’s crying eyes and tears.

Song Auntie took Xiao Yu into the door, her face slammed to the side, secretly rubbing her tears.

Xiao Yu entered the house, grabbed Song Auntie, first helped her to sit down, and the delicate little face hangs a smile: "Mother, I am here to tell you a good news."

Song Auntie yelled: "What good news?"

Xiao Yu sat beside her, holding her rough fingers and said with a smile: "I found it, and it won't take long for us to reunite."

Song Auntie asked with a surprise: "Really? Where are you? Is he good now? Hey, why didn't you bring him home?"

Xiao Yu said: "I was going to bring the scorpion back today. He was too happy. He didn't pay attention to his feet. He fell and broke his leg. He was afraid that his mother would worry, and he followed Nanhua Jun to his alchemy. In the valley, Nanhua Jun said that there is plenty of aura, which is conducive to his recovery, and I am not good at stopping the recovery.

Mother, are you saying that? ”

Song Auntie smiled and touched her tears: "This dead old man is so old, how is he still like a child? Nanhua Jun is really a good temper, willing to take him to the valley of refining medicine..."

The mother and the daughter said for a while, Xiao Yu comforted Song Auntie, ready to leave, and outside Feng Ling was still waiting in the carriage.

"So late, don't you stay for one night?" Song Auntie reluctantly.

"I still have something to do, waiting for my legs to be good. When I take it back, I will stay with my mother for a few days."

Xiao Yu said so, Song Auntie will continue to stay with her? The old man smiled and nodded.

When Xiao Yu walked out of the house and closed the door, the smile on her face faded, and her brow was worried. She lied to Song Auntie and did not want Song Aunt to worry.

When Xiao Yu returned to the carriage, Feng Ling reached out and took her to her arms.

The mouth of Ziyi’s mouth smashed, and I felt that Feng Ling was too overbearing.

Purple clothes to Xiao Yu said: "Shenmo core will soon find that the fire is fake. At that time, she will be angry that we deceive her. Song Auntie stays in this village and is very unsafe."

Xiao Yu also thought of this. She sat on the phoenix's leg and looked up at Feng Lingran. The night jewel was hung in the carriage. The beautiful face of Feng Ling was like a white mist, and it was soft. The cold lines on his face.

She has no power in the Holy City, and there is no place to place Song Auntie. Feng Ling has it.

Not waiting for Feng Lingran to open Song Auntie in Fengfu.

The purple dress said: "Even if Feng Lingranly arranged Song Auntie into Fengfu, it would not be the safest. Xiaoshier, we and Shen Moxin must have a fierce battle."

Xiao Yu understands that the purple clothes said that when Shen Mo core took people to kill, Feng Fu did not seem to be able to resist.

The Feng nationality is only the first family of the Holy Capital. It is very cattle in the Holy Land, but compared to Shen Fu, the masters there are not the subordinates of the Feng nationality who can resist.

Although Xiao Yu has two god-class contract beasts, but in this continent where the contract is lacking, she will be the envy of all people.

Just like two god-level babies, she has it, others will envy hate, just want to grab.

Longlong has exhausted the spiritual power and is being nursed back to health. It told Xiao Yu that it is now the weakest time. If it is caught, it will use extremely vicious means to force it to cancel the contract with Xiao Yu. Other people's contract beasts.

Everyone knows that once the contract is over, it is a matter of sacredness to dismiss the contract. The contract beast is likely to die in the process of releasing the contract.

But greedy and vain humans will not be in charge of the beasts, and the treasures they can't get will be ruined, and they don't want to be unique to Xiao Yu.

Shen Moxin thinks so.

Feng Ling then took a look at the purple clothes and said faintly: "Tomorrow, I will let Xiaoqi send your mother back to the Regent Palace."

The regent of the Eastern Jin Dynasty?

Xiao Yan’s eyes lit up, why didn’t she think of it?

The purple singer laughed and said: "This is a good place to go, Shenmoxin will never think of it."

The low-level continent, like the sullen and conceited Missy, is not going to get involved.

In order to be on the safe side, Ziyi gave Feng Lingran an remedy and asked him to hand it to Xiaoqi.

Xiao Yu is curious, what is the use of this medicine?

The purple dress smiled and said: "The magical use, can't be said."

Xiao Yu looked at him depressed and provoked his enchanting laughter.

It’s already in the middle of the night, and there are more than three hours left in the sky.

Xiao Yu was too tired, and she was sleepy on the carriage. She was holding the carriage and holding it back to the room.

Feng Ling put her on the bed and didn't bother the tired little fox. He lay down beside her and fell asleep.

The purple coat got off the carriage and was about to float in the room with the two of them. He suddenly felt a hint of coldness.

The purple clothes are on foot, and the phoenixes are cold and glaring toward the dark corners. They say lowly: "Who is hiding in the corner? Give me out."

The cold plum branch in the corner shook, the snow fluttered loosely, and the air suddenly fell below zero. The cold plum instantly hit the flower buds, quietly blooming, and the faint cold plum aroma fluttered in the air.

A woman in white, coming out of the corner, the moment she appeared, the air around it condensed into ice.

The purple dress saw the snow woman, raised her eyebrows and said with dissatisfaction: "What are you doing?"

The snow girl saw the joy of the purple dress, and she fell to the bottom. What did she do? She came only to look at him.

The snow woman clenched her fingers and faced her purple clothes. Her heartbeat would be uncontrollably faster: "You...you let Feng Ling go to me."

The purple brows are deeper and suddenly understand what it is. No wonder Feng Ling is so quick to find things back.

It turns out that Feng Ling actually said this to the snow girl?

Purple clothes did not explain, said coldly: "Your appearance will interrupt the four seasons, here is not yours, go back to your snowy mountain!"

Snow Maiden looked at the purple clothes and suddenly found out that she could not understand the man.

She whispered: "Do you really hope that I will always be on the snowy mountain?"

Her appearance will interrupt the four seasons. In addition to the snow-capped mountains, she can't be too long in the human world, otherwise she will be punished and gradually become snow.

She is willing to take the risk of turning into snow for him, but also to see him, as long as he keeps her, even if it turns into snow, she does not hesitate, she is tired of the never-ending snow mountain life, she just wants to be happy Be a woman.

But he never gave her such an opportunity.

That being the case.

Why did he ask Feng Lingran to go to Xueshan to find her?

Give her hope, and indifference to crush, this world, there is no more ruthless man than purple.

"Yes, you belong to the snowy mountains and return to your place."

The purple coat saw a layer of hoarfrost on the wall outside the room. He thought of Xiao Yu, who was asleep in the room, and would freeze to the sleeping little fox.

The purple phoenix phoenix darkened, just want to hurry to send a snow woman, tell her to leave.

The snow woman smiled sadly. When she laughed, the cold wind raged, and the snow fell in the sky. It seemed to be a cold winter moon. Her long white hair danced with the wind, the enchanting dance, the tears of her laughter. It’s all down, but it’s ice crystals that fall on the ground.

"You told me to go, I can't go, it doesn't belong to me, is it yours?"