Feng Yu opened her eyes slightly, but closed them again because the sunlight outside the window was too dazzling.
"Are you awake or not? You should make a sound." Just like before, a woman's voice appeared beside Feng Yu's ears. It was very pleasant and fresh.
Feng Yu rubbed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he found an exquisite face appearing in front of him.
Not long ago, his consciousness was forcibly pulled back to his brain from the Dantian Qi sea by a huge suction force.
The reason why he didn't wake up immediately was because he noticed the aura of several strong men in this room. This incident did not improve his cultivation, but in the endless pain, his mental strength was improved as never before.
He has never practiced, so he doesn't know exactly what height it has reached, but he knows very well that it has the aura of Luo Ruoshui, because Feng Yu has a deep memory of him because he almost died in his hands.
"You're awake. Are you hungry? Why don't you say anything?"
Feng Yu ignored her. He just wanted to collect Wu Tian's body. Resisting the pain in his body, Feng Yu turned over and got out of bed.
"Why did you get out of bed? Mr. Gao said you need to rest. Why are you so rude? I've been talking to you for so long and you haven't even answered a word. Hey, stop here." Seeing Feng Yu completely ignore him.
In his own words, the girl grabbed Feng Yu.
"Get out of here." Feng Yu yelled.
The girl stood there completely frightened, with crystal tears rolling in her eyes, as if they were about to fall out.
"Sister Wutong, I told you that this guy doesn't know how to care about women, but you don't listen. This is going to be a big deal." Luo Ruoshui said teasingly, leaning against the door.
"Luo Ruoshui, if I don't take care of you for a few days, you'll be itchy, right? Or do you want me to tell Sister Qiangwei about your secret crush on her?" This girl named 'Wutong' completely turned into a human being in front of Luo Ruoshui.
Tigress.
"No, no, my good sister, I'll leave right away, right now." Luo Ruoshui fled the room in embarrassment. Feng Yu didn't expect that this little girl could actually control the arrogant Luo Ruoshui.
"Now you can rest easy and lie down to recuperate. As long as I'm here, no one can disturb you." After Luo Ruoshui left, the girl returned to her sweet and innocent face.
"I didn't expect that this little girl is really not simple. She actually knew that I was worried about the people outside, so I wanted to leave quickly." Feng Yu began to pay attention to this girl who was only a few years older than him. He did not continue to try to force himself to leave.
Go, because even if he leaves the room and goes out the door, Luo Ruoshui and the others will definitely block him. In this case, it is better to stay here and wait and see what happens.
Seeing Feng Yu lying back on the bed, Wu Tong smiled and said, "I bet you are obedient, here, this is bird's nest porridge."
Feng Yu took the bowl, but had no intention of eating it. As a human being, he was suspicious of everyone.
As if reading his mind, Wutong grabbed the bowl, took a sip, and put it back into Feng Yu's hand, "It's not poisonous, just drink it." Then he looked at Feng Yu aggrievedly, and Feng Yu scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Hehe. You must have been frightened by me." It turned out to be Wutong's prank.
Looking at Wutong's smiling face, Feng Yu finally understood what the book said, "A woman's face changes like the weather in midsummer."
"I said, where is Miss Wutong?" This room is based on pink and is cute everywhere. It should be a woman's room, and valuable items can be seen everywhere in the room. It cannot be the residence of a maid. Could it be that a meandering
The thought appeared in Feng Yu's mind.
"It's my room." Wutong replied carelessly.
Sure enough, this room is Wutong's boudoir. Luo Fengyu was speechless. This girl was too bold. She actually let a strange man into her boudoir. Didn't she know that people's words can be feared? Although Fengyu was only seven years old,
In fact, he is just a child, but this behavior is still inconsistent with etiquette.
Perhaps in order to stimulate Feng Yu's nerves again, Wu Tong added, "The bed you sleep on is also mine, so don't make it dirty."
I slept on her bed. No, no, what on earth was I thinking about?
"Who are you? Why is Luo Ruoshui so afraid of you?"
"Didn't you hear just now? My name is Luo Wutong, you can call me 'Sister Wutong'. As for that coward Luo Ruoshui, he has a crush on my sister Qiangwei, but he didn't dare to let her know, so I caught him.
, if he bullies you, I will help you beat him." As she said this, she waved her little fist.
Feng Yu secretly cursed himself for being confused, wasn't his third sister Luo Wutong? Luo Qiu's three daughters were named Peacock, Qiangwei, and Wutong respectively. In fact, only Luo Peacock was the younger sister of Luo Fenghuang's mother, Qiangwei.
, Wutong is the orphan of an elder in the mansion, and was adopted by Luoqiu when he was very young. But it is true that one thing brings another. A guy like Luo Ruoshui was actually beaten to death by Wutong. He had to lament the Creator.
It's magical.
"Wutong, why was I sent to you?" Feng Yu couldn't say "sister". He really couldn't feel any family affection for the Luo family.
"I just came back from the capital to pay homage to Buddha, and I heard what happened to you. By chance, I met that guy Luo Ruoshui carrying you by, so I kidnapped you back, and then sent my servants to ask for a wise doctor, who used golden needles to stimulate
your brain, and then you wake up."
"By the way, I have cremated the old man who lives with you and found a place with good feng shui to bury him. I will take you there when you are healed, so there is no need to rush out."
Light the scented Wutong and said lightly.
"Thank you, thank you."
He said "thank you" to me. It seemed that the old man was really important to him. His voice was trembling. I thought this "mute" was a completely emotionless guy, Wutong thought to himself.
Originally, Feng Yu would never thank anyone again in this life, but now he thanked Wutong from the bottom of his heart, thanking her for allowing his dearest and most beloved grandfather to not have to die in the wilderness, and his soul could rest in peace.
"Grandpa, Feng Yu owes you too much in this life. Feng Yu has no chance to repay you. If there is an afterlife, Feng Yu must be your grandson and be filial to you."
In the next half month, Feng Yu lived in Wutong's small courtyard. Of course, it was not Wutong's own room. Wutong had nothing to do with it, but Feng Yu refused to live there even to the death. Although she didn't understand why the young lady was unwilling.
Living in his own house, Wutong was worried that his mood was still unstable, so he had no objection.
The lives of the two of them were dull and monotonous. Wutong was either chatting with Feng Yu or burning incense and worshiping Buddha. I really couldn't understand that this crazy girl was so keen on worshiping Buddha. Feng Yu was even more simple, just being bored or sleeping, completely ignoring her.
Wutong's nagging in his ear made Wutong unable to help but get angry every time. However, Wutong didn't know how to deal with this wooden man, so Wutong could only itch with hatred and sulk at the side.
Life went by in circles, "I want to leave." Feng Yu felt that the physical pain was almost gone. He had no time to waste. In less than four years, he would at least cultivate to the point of knowing
God obeyed, otherwise he would have no chance of winning.
In the past half month, it seemed that he was recuperating from his injuries, but that was not the case. He organized his thoughts and prepared the prototype of a revenge plan. Strength, what he lacks most now is strength. If he defeats ten groups at once, without strength, a careful plan will be nothing more than strength.
It's just talk on paper. Even Wutong, who doesn't like to practice, actually has the cultivation level of the fifth level of vitality companion body. It's too weak. Feng Yu is too weak now. He is so weak that even the children in the house who are younger than him are stronger than him.
superior.
"If you want to leave, why don't you let me nag you? I swear I won't nag you, why not?" Wutong pretended to be pitiful.
In fact, Feng Yu wanted to leave several times before, but Wu Tong used this method to hold him back. Out of gratitude for her burial of Wu Tian, Feng Yu stayed.
"I have to go, I don't have time."
"I don't have time. Is it because of that incident? How about I go to my father and ask him to cancel this ridiculous agreement." Wutong suggested kindly.
"No." Feng Yu's voice suddenly became louder.
"No, it can't be done. Why are you yelling?" Wutong said aggrievedly.
"I'm sorry." Feng Yu knew that Luo Qiu would not listen to Wu Tong and cancel the competition. He didn't want anyone to beg the devil for him, and subconsciously he didn't want Wu Tong to be harmed.
He knew that if he agreed, Wutong would definitely try his best to beg Luoqiu. Although Wutong said that Luoqiu loved her very much, this matter involved the Wangchen Sect and was related to family interests. He was not sure about Luoqiu.
Will it anger Wutong?
Looking at Feng Yu's firm expression, Wu Tong knew that Feng Yu would not compromise this time. She had never regarded this younger brother as an unlucky son, especially since he was the child of Aunt Weaving Dreams, and Dream Weaving was Feng Yu's mother's name.
When she was very young, Aunt Weaver Meng loved her and Sister Qiangwei the most, and gave motherly care to the two sisters who were orphaned at that time. Later, for some unknown reason, Aunt Weaver Meng passed away shortly after giving birth to Feng Yu.
Although she had always been suspicious that Wutong was the one who weaved the dream, no one around her talked about it with her. Even her father sent the sisters to the White Horse Temple in the capital shortly afterwards to accompany her grandmother who had been eating and praying there.
.
"Okay, I promise you, but the small courtyard where you live can no longer live in. I know that there is a secret place in Luojia where no one will disturb you, and the energy there is also very abundant, which is also good for your cultivation.
help."
"Okay, I agree." Feng Yu didn't want to flatter her anymore. Besides, he originally wanted to find a quiet place to practice. Wu Tong's suggestion coincided with his idea, so he had no reason to refuse.
As if afraid that Feng Yu would regret it, Wu Tong hurriedly helped Feng Yu pack her luggage.
Feng Yu's journey of cultivating immortality will finally truly begin.
The road to immortality is a journey against the heavens, with thorns everywhere, thousands of mountains and rivers, where is the end, and the way back is nowhere to be found.
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