My raised pup ate me

Chapter 19 Mind

Chu Yi gently closed the door, followed Su Chan and left Xiao Yu's room.

At the third quarter of Yin time, there is only a semicircular moon hanging in the sky on the horizon.

Su Chan leaned against a pillar in front of the porch with her hands behind her back, and the darkness blurred her figure into a silhouette.

"He has never spoken to me so politely." Su Chan turned her back to Chu Yi, her voice was no longer as tough and cold as a queen's, and Chu Yi even heard the undulating tone. A hint of bitterness from Dumb Eat Coptidis.

Chu Yi's heart skipped a beat, and at that moment, countless rhetoric flashed through his mind.

Under such circumstances, he would usually step forward to comfort Su Chan with a few words of affection, and eat two more tofu by the way.But Su Chan was not an ordinary woman, and when Chu Yi thought of her wielding a whip and looking coldly at her, the thought was instantly dispelled in his mind.

Except for Leng Yi, she probably won't sell anyone's face.

Chu Yi: "How did the princess and Xiao Yi'er meet?"

Su Chan turned her head and glanced at Chu Yi. Chu Yi hugged Shen Ya, with a smile on his lips, and he looked very casual, as if that sentence just now was just an unintentional question in a casual chat.

But it was precisely this undisturbed appearance that made Su Chan feel a lot more relaxed.

"I was playful when I was a child. I accidentally ran into the Miasma Forest and was almost swallowed by the contents. At that time... he saved me."

Chu Yi remained calm on the surface, but inside he had already arranged a series of plots of heroes saving the beauty.

Su Chan seemed to smile: "He was only a little old at that time, but he was not willing to admit defeat. He was obviously bruised, and he still wanted to conquer the Miasma Forest. He was very proud."

Chu Yi smiled: "Xiao Yi'er is the most interesting when he refuses to admit defeat."

"Actually, I don't understand why I fell in love with him so much. Maybe it's the days I spent with him day and night..." Su Chan paused, and then said: "He is very much like my royal father, something you can't ask for. That’s what makes people scratch their heads.”

Chu Yi had heard rumors about the previous generation of King Baiju, and knew that this monster was a competitive and powerful master. He turned the Ju Kingdom into an inviolable holy place in the miasma forest at a young age. So much so that he died young in the end.

At that time, Su Chan was still young, and she probably transferred her admiration for her father to Leng Yi, and this kind of admiration gradually became affectionate at some point.

When relating to one's closest relatives and loved ones, people always have the habit of making all the memories beautiful.

"My temperament is like my father's. When he was around, I rarely expressed my feelings for him until he died... Now that Leng Yi is in front of me, I know my feelings for him, no matter how he treats me, I will never express my feelings for him." admit."

This was the first time Chu Yi saw such a gentle expression on the princess's face.

"She looks like my mother now." Shen Ya who was nestled in Chu Yi's arms suddenly said softly.

Chu Yi was stunned for a moment, seeing that Su Chan was still immersed in his memories, he whispered, "When did you wake up?"

Shen Ya: "She said that Leng Yi was very similar to his father."

Chu Yi smiled, thinking of Shen Ya's words just now, and asked: "How does she look like your mother?"

Shen Ya glanced at Su Chan whose back was facing them: "My mother also looked like this when she mentioned my father."

Shen Ya never talked much in front of outsiders, and only when thinking of his mother would he say a few more words.

He had been poisoned for a long time, and the time of coma was getting longer each time. Chu Yi estimated, in order to prevent the situation where he couldn't sleep, he decided to draw Shen Ya's attention this time.

"Your mother is much luckier than her." Chu Yi said: "The most feared thing in this world is affection."

Shen Ya blinked her eyes: "Since there are people who love you deeply, why shouldn't you?"

Chu Yi was stunned. Shen Ya lived to be 70 years old, but because of his status as a half-demon, he was kept in a place by the old wolf king. He had never been to the human world except for his birth.Although in some respects, he is more mature, but in other things, he is really a blank slate.

Chu Yi smiled at him: "Xiao Ya'er, this matter is too complicated. I can't teach you now as a teacher. When you experience it in the future, you will naturally know."

Shen Ya nodded thoughtfully.

Chu Yi scratched the bridge of his nose: "Don't worry, with me here, I won't let you end up with bruises all over your body."

"The spirit lion fan you want." The two were whispering together, when a voice sounded from behind them unexpectedly.

Leng Yi didn't know when he came out of the house. As a leopard spirit who has been cultivated for hundreds of years, it's nothing to stay up all night, but at this moment Chu Yi actually saw a trace of haggardness on his face.

Chu Yi took the small porcelain bottle containing spirit lion powder from him, Leng Yi said: "Xiao Yu can't go like this, we..."

Chu Yi smiled: "It's not us."

Leng Yi was stunned.

Chu Yi: "You can leave with his appearance? Even if you go, you may turn yourself into a poisonous fairy when you miss the little pigeon."

Leng Yi: "But..."

Su Chan had already turned around when Leng Yi came, and now hearing this, she said, "I'll go with him, you don't have to worry."

Leng Yi glanced at Su Chan, wanted to say something, but hesitated.Chu Yi spoke first: "Xiao Yu doesn't know what will happen now, and here we still have to rely on the princess, so I'll take Xiao Ya'er by myself."

Leng Yi frowned: "You want to take him with you?"

"Don't sleep." Chu Yi touched Shen Ya's ears, Shen Ya no longer coughed up blood, and was lying in his arms at the moment.His eyelids were about to droop down again, but when he heard Chu Yi's words, he forcefully opened them again.

Chu Yi smiled, he supported Shen Ya's eyelids with two fingers, and said: "Collect materials locally, I know the way, I can solve it sooner, so I feel more at ease."

Leng Yi: "The more this is the case, the less you can take him alone. If something happens..."

"He's not alone." A voice came from the end of the corridor, it was Yan Qing and the old man in white, and behind them were two young men who had never seen him before, and presumably they were also the disciples of Jiangjingmen.

"It's about time. I heard that the young master is here, so I came here." Yan Qing smiled at Chu Yi, and said to Leng Yi: "Don't worry, Mr. Leng, I will take care of you with Mr. Chu, you should be safe." .”

Leng Yi, a goblin, is born to have no good looks towards anyone, not to mention Yan Qing, who has a smiley face, he snorted coldly: "There is nothing that should be done in this world."

Yan Qing didn't seem to expect that Leng Yi would be so merciless when speaking, and was momentarily at a loss for words.

Su Chan: "I'll give him Qihuang powder."

She took out two small boxes, one round and one side from her sleeve, and handed them to Chu Yi: "The round box contains stevia pills, and the square box contains Qihuang powder. You can rub it on your body, as long as you are careful to avoid those vines in the forest." , they can't find you."

Chu Yi said happily: "Is there such a useful thing?"

Su Chan took a look at Leng Yi, and quickly regained her senses: "I just figured this out recently, after applying it, remember not to touch any aggressive living things, otherwise, once the body becomes angry, the Qihuang powder will lose its effect. "

Chu Yi thanked him again and again, and after receiving it, he quietly retreated to Leng Yi's side, and said with a soft smile, "Xiao Yi'er, this is all thanks to you."

Leng Yi looked at Su Chan, nodded and said, "Thank you."

Su Chan gave him a deep look, without expressing anything.

Leng Yi was made a little uncomfortable by her, and wanted to find something to divert his attention, when a voice suddenly sounded: "Princess, please wait for a box for me too!"

It was the old man in white. After Chu Yi pondered some information about Jiang Jingmen that he had inquired about earlier, he remembered that his name was Zhang Fan, and he was originally the junior of the old head.When the old head was in power, he was considered a worthy senior in Jiangjingmen, but right now...

Chu Yi remembered Yan Qing calling Zhang Fan Master Uncle, and remembered his attitude towards Zhang Fan. He just felt that the new head, this old man who was originally a respected senior, did not have an easy life in Jiangjingmen.

Chu Yi can't see what is going on with the power struggle in this family of immortals. It's just that people who cultivate immortals maintain their appearance with air and beauty, so they can still maintain their appearance when they are young and middle-aged after a hundred years old. Gloomy, with an old look on his face, it is obvious that he has encountered a bottleneck in the matter of cultivation and can no longer improve.

"Xiao Ya'er, did you see that practitioners are most afraid of impatience, he is probably hopeless." Chu Yi lowered his head and whispered in Shen Ya's ear.

Shen Ya glanced in Zhang Fan's direction, nodded and said, "I understand."

Zhang Fan had no idea that he had become a negative teaching material for Chu Yi to teach his disciples, and he was still entangled with Su Chan because of Qihuang powder.

Yan Qing said with a smile: "Master's cultivation is advanced, what use is that Qihuang powder for? This miasma forest is certainly terrifying, didn't Master's uncle compete with the seniors of the sect and other sects here when he was young? I still have to rely on my uncle."

Zhang Fan suddenly shut his mouth and stared straight at Yan Qing.Su Chan said coldly: "It turns out that you also contributed to the battle in the Miasma Forest hundreds of years ago."

Zhang Fan's complexion turned extremely ugly for a moment. He knew that Su Chan had always cared about the matter of the fairy sect in the world poisoning the Miasma Forest back then, so he kept silent after he came here. Unexpectedly, Yan Qing actually...

Su Chan ignored the issue of seniority with Zhang Fan, and even gave him a deep gouging look before leaving.

"Don't be too complacent." Seeing that Su Chan had left, Zhang Fan said to Yan Qing with a cold face.

Yan Qing pretended to be puzzled: "Why did Master Uncle say that?"

Zhang Fan snorted.

Leng Yi glanced in the direction of Jiangjingmen: "Everyone has evil intentions, do you really want to go with them?"

Chu Yi smiled: "They have evil plans for each other, and I happened to take us Xiaoyaer to watch from the sidelines."

……

The four from Jiangjingmen left Baiju City together with Chu Yi and Shen Ya. Earlier, the little tree demon brought Chu Yi and the others directly to the main hall of Baiju Palace, avoiding many twists and turns, but this time when they went out, there was no one. Leading the way, so even Chu Yi was full of energy.

The miasma forest in the middle of the night is like an endless black hole, but they can't start a fire here, because the appearance of light is likely to bring disaster from the roof.

Fortunately, all of them were monks, so they could walk freely even in such a dark night, but the clearer they heard and the clearer they saw, the more tense their nerves would be.

From time to time, there are insects and birds making rustling sounds as they skim over the leaves. The sound is slight and strange, as if it will penetrate into the pores of people at any time.

"What the hell is this place..." the last disciple of Jiangjingmen muttered softly.

Chu Yi and Yan Qing who were walking in front stopped suddenly.

The sound of thorns piercing the ground sounded out of nowhere, and there was a heart-piercing scream in the forest: "Ah——"

Everyone opened their eyes wide. The muttering disciple was half-hung in the air by a large piece of thorns growing from the ground. His chest was cut open by a thorny thorn, and his eyes were as wide as copper bells. Usually, in just a short moment, the breath is gone.