Yu Fei slept for two hours, and Xu Shi could always smell the faint fragrance of the sycamore flower not far from the door when she was sleeping. She had a rare good sleep and didn't have a single dream..

The sun sets early in winter, and it is usually sunset at this hour, but today when Yu Fei woke up and opened her eyes, the sky was still bright.

The skylark flew by the light, Yu Fei sat up holding the brocade quilt, squinted her eyes and looked out the window, remembering that it was the sunset of Xu Han's palm.

In mind, recalled what Huan Qing said in Liuyin jade that Xu Han suffered a backlash yesterday, only then did understand the reason why the sun did not set, and looked in the direction of Shenhai with some guilt.

"Where did you get the wild flowers, and why are they hanging at the door of the princess' bedroom?"

The suspicious voice of the young man came from the door, and the familiar voice brought back Yu Fei's thoughts.

Turning her head to see the figure outside, Yu Fei called out, "Tian Lu, come in."

Tian Lu stepped forward in response to the sound and saluted Yu Fei.

The boy's tall and straight figure was slender and powerful, and there were many oval white spots on his wheat-colored neck, half the size of a knuckle, like falling petals.

Every five petals gather together, like a small plum blossom.

Under the clear and handsome jaw line, the curve of the neck is smooth, and five white plum blossoms are lined up on the left and right sides of his Adam's apple.

It is conspicuous, but it does not make people feel obtrusive, but it has a sense of beauty.

"Princess." The boy greeted.

"Get up." The girl nodded, looked him up and down carefully, and was relieved after making sure that he was not injured.

But when the eyes she just retracted met his small white plum blossoms, she stood up again, and said, "Xiaolu, look up."

Tian Lu raised his chin obediently, revealing the whole face of plum blossoms with white spots, and his face could not conceal his complacency and seeking praise.

"The fifth petals are ready?" Yu Fei was happy for him, but she wasn't too surprised, as if it was her confidence in Tian Lu, "That's right, Deer, your cultivation level has improved again."

Few people can fall into Yu Fei's eyes, and Tian Lu is very happy to be able to get the word "not bad".

The young man patted his head embarrassingly, then quickly restrained himself, and asked seriously: "Princess, why are you so anxious to call Tian Lu back this time?"

Yu Fei was happy when she thought of this incident, her brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and she took out the address of the spiritual pulse that Huan Qing had given her.

"Have you gained anything these days?"

Tian Lu knew that she was asking about finding spiritual veins, so he said, "I found two low-grade small spiritual veins the day before yesterday, and my subordinates have ordered people to investigate them. If there is no problem, they can be mined and handed over to the Heavenly Demon Clan."

"Okay." Yu Fei handed him a note, "Put aside the matter over there for now, follow me to investigate here these days."

Tian Lu took the note with both hands, opened it and read it, but there was some doubt on his face.

"Princess..." He looked up at Yu Fei's face, and there was nothing wrong with it, so he dared to continue, "Although this place is a middle-grade spiritual vein, it is connected to the realm of the monster clan. If the princessIf you go there in person, I'm afraid it will attract the attention of the demon clan."

"The old lord in the past, today's new enemy. If the monsters are so defensive against me, they won't dare to do anything to me."

Yu Fei seemed to have known what he was going to say for a long time, her sweet voice was comforting.

"A middle-grade spirit vein is rare, so I have to go and investigate it myself to ensure nothing goes wrong."

After Yu Fei said that, Tian Lu naturally had nothing to say, so he asked, "Yes, when will the princess leave?"

"Depart immediately."

The three clans are in a hurry, and it is best not to delay for a second.

"Yes." Tian Lu took the order to retreat.

Yu Fei watched the boy's clothes disappear into the hallway, only to reappear the next moment.

Tian Lu pulled on the door frame, poked his head out, and was holding a bunch of lavender sycamore flowers in his hand, holding them high.

Now that the business is over, he is just a fussy boy at this moment.

With curiosity in his eyes, he tentatively asked Yu Fei: "Princess, this flower looks like it won't live long, has your subordinate dealt with it for you?"

Lord Qiushen who was being carried: ...

"Don't touch it."

The girl's eyes changed from gentle to indifferent without a trace of pause.

Tian Lu realized that he made a joke that shouldn't be made, and the expression on his face quickly closed, as if he had done something wrong, and respectfully held the phoenix flower in front of Yu Fei, without daring to say a word.

"This flower is delicate, don't move." Yu Fei took it.

Better to be dead.

Wen Yan, who was called "Jiao" for the second time in one day but could do nothing, thought to himself.

Yu Fei took the sycamore flower and placed it in her arms, staring at it for a while.

Two hours passed, and the sycamore flower should have absorbed all of her blood, the sepals gradually stretched, and the color was slowly recovering, but it still did not reach the state that the sycamore spirit flower should have.

Wen Yan, who didn't know what Yu Fei was thinking, was uncomfortable with her piercing eyes, so he stared at her where she couldn't see.

Yu Fei knew it would take time to recover, but Yu Fei didn't know the ominous reason for going to investigate the spirit veins, and she didn't plan to take this delicate flower with her.

The return date is undecided, if something happens to it halfway, Yu Fei knows that she might not give up the spirit vein for a flower and rush back.

Thinking of this makes me a little bit sad.

Anyway, it is also her life-saving grace flower, but it is not good to make it wither in Phoenix Palace.

Yu Fei pondered for a long time, until Tian Lu thought she was getting angry and almost knelt down to plead guilty, Yu Fei finally spoke.

"Let's go tomorrow morning."

"...Yes." Tian Lu, who thought he would be reprimanded, answered blankly.

At night, Xu Shixuhan freed himself up, and finally set the sun, which was hanging side by side with the moon, down the hill.

Yu Fei was sitting quietly in front of the sandalwood table with a book in mind. In front of her was a brand new hexagonal flower pot and sacred soil, and the sycamore flowers were still lying quietly in it.

Wen Yan just faced her directly, watching the girl in front of her concentrate on reading the book for an hour and a half without turning her head away.

The broken hair on the girl's forehead fluttered slightly with her exhalation, and the hand holding the book was held up neatly. There was a gentle and peaceful aura lingering in her whole body, but the fiery clothes on her body wrapped this aura flamboyantly..

The two diametrically opposed feelings collided, but miraculously made him feel that it was not against harmony, but instead had the feeling that it should be like this.

Yu Feishu looked at it for a long time, guessing that the sycamore flower had almost absorbed her power of Nirvana, so she got up and looked at the getting dark sky, picked up the flower pot and walked into the secret room.

She placed the gradually darker sycamore flower in front of her, and raised her hand to untie the gauze wrapped around her wrist.

The bloody gauze fell down, Yu Fei's index finger and middle finger were brought together, and Kong Kong lightly stroked the newly formed wound on the front of the wrist without any hesitation.

The dark red blood dripped on the sepals of Wen Yan again, and flowed into the stamen along the veins.

Even though Wudan wasn't cold, the winter chill still penetrated the wound, Yu Fei frowned like the pain of being cut.

Wen Yan also felt the strong power of Nirvana pouring into his body again, even though he was used to seeing strong winds and waves, he was also shocked by Yu Fei's desperate bloodletting method.

Although he wanted to restore his cultivation, he could slowly absorb the power of Nirvana by staying with her, and he didn't need her to bleed three times in two days to save her.

Wen Yan felt that he was bullying a child.

So he moved to the side, signaling Yu Fei to stop quickly.

"Hey, don't move." Yu Fei said softly, and moved her hand to watch the sycamore flower move.

"You should have heard in the evening that I'm going to the south to investigate the spiritual veins." Yu Fei squatted in front of him and patiently explained.

"Being by my side for the past two days, you should also know that my situation is not optimistic. There are many creditors, and the debts are difficult to repay."

"Exploring spiritual veins may be dangerous. You are the elf of Shenhai, and I am not in charge, so I can't take you on an adventure together."

The blood was almost dripping, Yu Fei lightly covered the wound with her small palm, and the blood stopped dripping.

Wen Yan listened to her while looking at the wound on her wrist, she was born with the power of Nirvana, such minor injuries can be healed within two days, but now new injuries are added several times, all to giveHe bled.

Yu Fei took out a new gauze, rewound it round and round on her wrist, and said slowly:

"Hey, my sister has injected a lot of blood this time. You should be able to heal your old wounds and recover at least half of your cultivation if you rest for a while."

"If you recover and I haven't come back, you can transform yourself and leave."

"You rescued me in the Four Seasons Forbidden Land, and I also let bloodletting cure you, so there is no debt to each other."

Yu Fei got up and raised her hand to lay a protective barrier on top of him.

"In the past, maybe I could continue to support you, but now... the Four Seasons Forbidden Land is more suitable for you."

The girl's voice sounded a bit muffled. She looked at the beautiful sycamore flower in front of her, her eyes drooped slightly in sadness, like a poor kitten.

In the past 8,000 years, Yu Fei has never seen any sycamore flower that is as human as it and has been cultivated to the point of transformation. She actually likes it very much.

But she knew she had more important things to do.

The lesions on Wen Yan's body have not healed for thousands of years, and he couldn't help absorbing Yu Fei's blood when he came into contact with it.

He was not happy when he heard Yu Fei's words. On the contrary, Lord Qiushen, who had been alone for ten thousand years, was extremely depressed.

Even though Yu Fei thought he was the one who saved her, Wen Yan knew that the things in the Four Seasons Forbidden Land were actually aimed at him.

He has never owed anyone such a big favor.

This feeling of being cared for carefully, Wen Yan felt uncomfortable no matter what he thought.

So he slowly gathered the recovered spiritual power, and slowly condensed it on the stamen of a sycamore flower.

Under Yu Fei's gaze, a sycamore fruit slowly rolled out of the stamen.

The sycamore fruit is small, two fingers wide, and the round light green skin is covered with a circle of fine fluff, and the abundant aura flows on it, making the whole fruit look extremely strange.

Yu Fei gave a soft "Yeah", knelt down and picked up the sycamore fruit, put it in the palm of her hand and looked at it carefully for a while, and then asked briskly the sycamore flower that had turned its back to her again.

"Is this a gift for me?"

Wen Yan moved the calyx awkwardly, as a response.

Yu Fei was overjoyed, she held the sycamore fruit and touched it again and again, her breath was filled with the fragrance of the fruit, her eyes looking at the sycamore flower became more loving.

It took a long time before Yu Fei collected the fruit, picked up the sycamore flower and walked back.

When went out, met Tian Lu who was looking for her everywhere.

Tian Lu's deer nose was sharp, and he immediately smelled the faint smell of blood on Hua and Yu Fei's bodies, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly asked, "Princess, you are injured!"

"...No." The deer nose is really good, Yu Fei thought.

"You're hesitating! You're just injured!" Tian Lu was so anxious that he started to use the jumping instinct of a sika deer, jumping up and down in front of Yu Fei, regardless of his human form.

"Okay, I'm hurt." Yu Fei resisted the urge to touch his forehead.

"Princess! How is the injury? Why does the smell of blood come from Hua..."

"Small injury." Yu Fei raised her hand to interrupt, holding up the sycamore flower, and said flickeringly: "It is helping me heal my injury."

"Ah?" Tian Lu was shocked, and he caught up with Yu Fei a few more steps, and asked, "Can it still heal?"

"It's not an ordinary flower." Yu Fei placed the flower pot in a sunny place during the day, and then said, "It's a spirit flower, you have to treat it well."

Tian Lu stared blankly at the sycamore flower in front of him, remembering his disrespect to Linghua before, and nodded solemnly.

Seeing his stupid appearance, Yu Fei burst out laughing, raised her hand to touch the sycamore flower, and called Tian Lu to turn around and leave.

She has done everything she can do for Wutonghua, and now she is going to do her own thing.

The author has something to say:

Pay attention, this sycamore fruit is called Xiaomei.(no)

Ok!In fact, want everyone to remember this fruit!