Di Jian's body was dark and dirty here and there, and those who didn't know it thought he had just rolled out of the mud.
"Stop talking, I went to explore the road ahead and almost fell into the swamp. If I hadn't reacted quickly enough, you wouldn't have seen me!" Di Jian said with a bitter face.
Ling Xuewei frowned, "If you're injured, take a good rest."
"I know, I know, don't worry, I understand. How are you?"
"I've recovered to about 50% or 60%. I can leave at any time when things over there are over."
Di Jian swallowed the bun in her hand, smacked her lips, and raised her chin to the side, "Um...what are you going to do?"
Ling Xuewei was puzzled, "What should I do?"
"Okay, why are you pretending to be in front of me? I don't believe you can't see what he thinks about you!" Di Jian said with a gossipy face, "It's not what I said, if it were the past, I wouldn't believe him to death for a
Women can do this, but now..."
From Jiuwu Mountain to Ghost Valley, it can be said that Di Jian's understanding of Emperor Qianjue has been refreshed again and again.
At least this Di Qianjue has no bad intentions towards Xiao Wei'er.
On the contrary, it is maintained everywhere.
He had never dared to think about such a thing before.
But why does my heart feel so inexplicably happy?
Who made that man look so aloof before?
You're still targeting Xiao Wei'er everywhere, what's going to happen now? Are you getting retribution?
"Xiao Wei'er, you should think more about yourself..."
Di Jian held it in for a long time, but she could only say this sentence. As soon as she opened her mouth, Ling Xuewei glanced at her lightly, and immediately she suppressed all her persuasion.
Yes, he shouldn't talk so much.
He knew her temperament a long time ago, but she still wanted to die. No one else.
"Okay, pretend I didn't say that. I'm going to take a nap. I'm exhausted."
After swallowing the last bite of food, he lazily stood up and left.
Ling Xuewei was speechless and looked back, thoughtfully.
For the next two days, the group stayed at the inn to recover from their injuries and regain their spiritual energy.
During this period, Ling Xuewei never looked for Di Qianjue once, as if he didn't exist.
Just because Ling Xuewei didn't look for Di Qianjue, it didn't mean that Di Qianjue would never look for her.
There was a knock on the door. Ling Xuewei got out of bed and opened the door. Di Qianjue, who had not been seen for two days, was standing outside.
"Can I go in?"
Ling Xuewei turned around and Di Qianjue walked in. Ling Xuewei poured a cup of tea and put it in front of him, then sat down.
"Is something wrong?"
Ling Xuewei's tone was calm, no different from usual.
But Di Qianjue was keenly aware of her alienation.
As if overnight, I was back to the beginning.
Why?
Could it be that she noticed something?
Although Ling Xuewei is slow on some things, she is surprisingly sharp on others.
She noticed the change in the person in front of her, but this change was troublesome to her.
For a long time, Emperor Qianjue didn't speak.
Ling Xuewei stood up and said, "If nothing happens, please come back. Thank you very much for your help this time. I, Fanxu, will remember this kindness."
Ling Xuewei's words clearly isolated the two of them and shifted everything to family and national affairs. If Di Qianjue couldn't hear that she was deliberately alienating him, he would be stupid.
He suddenly laughed.
But that smile was inexplicably cold.
There is no warmth in the eyes.
After a long time, Di Qianjue finally spoke, "Woman, you really know how to anger me."
Ling Xuewei's face was expressionless.
Di Qianjue suddenly approached, his silver eyes darkening.
Slender fingers suddenly pinched Ling Xuewei's chin, and she sneered with thin lips, "I will never find a woman as cold-blooded and ruthless as you in the world."
After saying that, he let go of her and walked away.
The figure on the back still carries the anger of the coming storm.
"Chichi, is the person gone?"
At this time, Di Jian came in from outside the door, crossed her chest and leaned against the door, without any surprise on her face, "Should I say you are stupid or smart? If it were anyone else, at least you would not choose to offend him at this time."
In fact, they all see some things and know them well.
Since Ye Moyan disappeared a year ago, Fanxu seems to be getting stronger day by day, but in fact he is inseparable from the Buddha. Most people are speculating that if Ye Emperor is gone, how can the Buddha let him go?
Such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?
Looking at the world, the only person who can compete with him is gone. Who else in the world can stop him? Fanxu will probably be captured by him sooner or later.
There are not a few people who have this idea. To be honest, even Di Jian and Ning Yu were worried at first.
But the result surprised everyone.
This Buddha, the holy king, suddenly chose to retreat into seclusion and faded out of the public eye. In this year, no one knew where he went or what he did. Not to mention, he took action against Fanxu, as if he had disappeared from the world and was completely lost.
trace.
Seeing Fanxu getting stronger and stronger day by day, returning to its peak strength, but Buddha still did not move, and everyone was even more puzzled.
But the people around Ling Xuewei vaguely guessed something.
According to Di Jian's words, this man had something, or rather a person, that made him more interested. Therefore, he lost interest in fighting for power, and only focused on his plot to arouse people's hearts.
He sighed.
As everyone knows, this human heart is something harder to obtain than status and power.
Especially the one in front of me.
Forget it, anyway, he only needs to know that Di Qian has no harmful intentions towards Xiao Wei'er.
Emperor Qianjue left.
Ling Xuewei began to recuperate and regulate her breathing day after day.
Finally, things over at Guigu came to an end.
Yue Feng and others came to meet them in the town, and Ling Xuewei decided to return to the palace before returning to the snow mountain.
Two days later.
After returning to the palace, he met Yinxue and told him what happened in the ruins and Jiuwu Mountain. The two discussed a place to hold the Qilin beast.
It is the forbidden area of the ancestral temple belonging to the Ye clan. It is guarded all year round. The terrain is steep and easy to defend but difficult to attack. There are several layers of barriers on the outside, making it the best place.
So, she went there in person, finished the matter of imprisoning the ferocious beast, and paid a special visit to Feng Ming before setting off back to the snow-capped mountains.
After being away for nearly two months, she has already returned home.
I wonder how the little guy is doing now?
But she didn't expect that as soon as she returned to the snow mountain, she would be told that Mianmian was sick.
Her expression changed immediately.
"Don't worry, I just have a fever, girl..."
Before Ye Xiutian finished speaking, Ling Xuewei disappeared from sight.
Ling Xuewei rushed back to the room in the other courtyard like a whirlwind, looking anxious and anxious.
On the bed, the little guy was sleeping soundly, with a very red face. She hurriedly put her hand on her forehead, and the touch felt warm.
I really have a fever.
She immediately checked other places, and after a moment, her anxious heart relaxed slightly.
Apart from a slight fever, there are no other symptoms.
But even so, looking at the little guy's weak appearance, Ling Xuewei's heart seemed to be pinched and felt very uncomfortable.
"Mom...Mother..." The little guy suddenly called Ling Xuewei in a low voice.
