The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path - Chapter 145

After admiring the man’s beautiful face, he began to wonder where Ling Fengxiao lived. He had never been to the dorm, and he did not know where Lingfeng Xiao’s dorm was. Ling Fengxiao’s physical condition is worrying and she needs to lie down.

As a last resort, Lin Shu held the person in his arms, returned to the small kiosk, took out the jade charm, and looked for Yingying.

Yingying looked at him and crooked her head.

Lin Shu wrote in her palm: “Do you live in a palace?”

Yingying nodded.

Lin Shu continued to write: “There is a place with a lot of peony flowers, and there is a small wooden pavilion inside, do you know where?”

Yingying thought for a while, then nodded.

Lin Shudao said, “Go there.”

Yingying crooked her head and wrote in his palm, “What to do?”

Lin Shu originally wanted to write to pick up your unconscious dad. After thinking about it, he replaced it with a more gentle expression: “I have something for you.”

Yingying’s eyes lit up, she nodded towards him, and quickly dropped the line.

Lin Shu also went offline to return to reality.

Ling Fengxiao still did not wake up, just stayed in his arms so quietly.

After Lin Shu had cultivated himself, it was not difficult to hold him.

A gust of wind blew. In the evening of spring, the wind was warm and fragrant, and there were several peony flowers that were about to fail.

Lin Shu had to reach out and pluck the petals piece by piece.

Ling Fengxiao’s eyelashes fluttered a little, but she didn’t wake up. The ends of the long eyelashes were curled up, like the wings of a Phoenix.

When this person treats others, it’s really not worthwhile to talk about temper, but with beauty, people can’t get bored.

After about four pillars of incense, Lin Shu heard footsteps coming here.

Somehow, he was nervous.

The flowers were sloppy, and after a while, a little girl in red came out.

After the little girl got out of the flowers, she looked at him.

Lin Shu also looked at him and said softly, “Yingying.”

Yingying seemed to be reacting at this time. Brother Lin Shu in the dream was standing in front of her alive now.

She laughed, her eyes narrowed, and she was covered with the starry moon.

Lin Shu looked at her smile and thought to herself, sure enough, she could not speak in reality.

Yingying stepped forward, ripping Lin Shu’s sleeve, as if confirming that he was really a real person.

After confirming it, she looked at him, and then looked at Ling Fengxiao in his arms, and then reached out and stuck it on Ling Fengxiao’s forehead.

Lin Fengxiao’s temperature has been tried by Lin Shu, and there is no abnormality.

Yingying also figured this out, and went to explore the breath of Ling Fengxiao. His eyes were very worried and worried, and finally he turned to Lin Shu for help.

Lin Shu said: “Take me back to his room.”

Yingying nodded, leading the way.

Lin Shu hugged the comatose little phoenix across the walls of the palace, and was naturally seen by many palace people and guards.

Because of Yingying’s relationship, no one blocked it.

However, when they looked at Lin Shu’s eyes, some were curious and inquisitive, while others were solemn and respectful.

Lin Shu: “…”

After walking a long way, they came to a brilliantly lit, gorgeous palace, and the gate of the garden was written “Wutong Garden”.

The phoenix is ​​not a sycamore, and the name of the garden is very good.

The maid inside looked at her own princess being carried in by the man, and if she was chilling, there were only one or two clever people. She raised a lantern to lead the way.

Lin Shu put Ling Fengxiao on a gorgeous and warm soft couch.

Yingying went up, covered the quilt for Ling Fengxiao, and lay down next to him.

Lin Shu first explored the pulse of Ling Fengxiao.

After all, the “Introduction to Medicine” learned in the Palace of Learning came in handy after all.

There are no exceptions in other places, except for every five jumps, there will be a stagnation.

This pulse is too exhausting and has the symptoms of overwork. Xiao Lingyang cannot help the wall, only his sister is full of eyes, and the middle and small affairs are piled up here with Ling Fengxiao, which will definitely consume people’s energy.

But the body of an immortal person is a hundred times better than a mortal person, and he can’t vomit blood even if he simply accumulates trouble.

Lin Shu explored Ling Fengxiao’s heart with his spiritual power.

This exploration made him frown slowly.

Phoenix blood.

Overwork can lead to physical problems in mortals.

And the abnormality of spiritual strength will cause the Xiu Xianren’s body to have problems.

The phoenix blood flowing in Ling Fengxiao’s body has caused his spiritual power to be abnormal more than once.

He saw Ling Fengxiao’s body, the hot air from the fire slowly floating, burning his veins at all times.

As a result of cauterization, the meridians are damaged, the internal condyles bleed, and the whole person will ache and naturally vomit blood.

However, during this slow process of damage and self-recovery, the meridians are widening day by day, and Ling Fengxiao ’s cultivation is growing slowly and uncontrollably.

Lin Shu took Ling Fengxiao’s hand and slowly poured his spiritual power into it.

The anger of fire met Jiange’s frosty spiritual power, which dissipated on its own accord. After the spiritual power walked slowly in Ling Fengxiao’s body, his breathing also stabilized a lot.

However, at the next moment, Lin Shu discovered that after retreating his spiritual power, the gas from the fire had a tendency to resurrect, and it re-permeated the meridians.

He repeatedly reused spiritual powers and washed away many times before the speed of rebirth from the fire slowed down.

Suzaku Chihui, Phoenix Yufei.

If the astrological sign of that day was a harbinger of the phoenix blood’s beginning to wake up, then the anger from the fire in Ling Fengxiao’s body is exactly the proof.

The meridians are constantly being widened by the impact of the gas from the fire. If this momentum has been maintained, Ling Fengxiao ’s cultivation will grow thousands of miles a day—isn’t it the so-called “Phoenix Yufei”?

If … If this is the process of Nirvana in the blood of the Phoenix, to what extent is Nirvana successful?

After the success of the Phoenix Nirvana, will it really be like the big witch said, because it ca n’t get the nourishment of heavenly luck, will it fall again?

The Qingming Demon wants him to find more than two peerless cheats and burn them.

The big witch said that collecting eight cheats and going to the Dangshan Mountain to re-call Tiandao, the little Phoenix could live.

What are they going to do?

Lin Shu didn’t know.

But he knew he needed more information.

He went to Qingmingdongtian.

The brother floated over: “Brother! See you for a long time!”

Lin Shu asked, “Brother, how can I find Master?”

The brother said, “There is a barrier between the fairyland and the world. Master can come down once every ten years.”

Lin Shu: “…”

He said goodbye to his brother and returned to Ling Fengxiao’s bed, thinking.

How to do?

Waiting for Ling Fengxiao to wake up?

Will Ling Fengxiao know something?

Thinking about it, it was a mess outside.

Lin Shu looked up and saw that the maids were stopping a few expensively dressed noble men.

Your sons and daughters insisted on making progress, while insisting, they said, “What system!”

Lin Shu: “?”

He looked at the lantern-maids, “Who are they?”

The maid looked hesitant and didn’t seem to know what to say.

Lin Shu was unconsciously grabbed his hand by Ling Fengxiao.

At this time, Yingying came out of the quilt and hugged Lin Shu’s arm.

Lin Shu saw himself and Yingying’s face in the opposite bronze mirror.

It was really carved out of a mold.

The maid’s eyes changed, and she seemed to understand something. She explained slightly: “A month ago, the lord was sparse, and her Royal Highness had reached the age of marriage. It was time to choose her Highness … Your Royal Highness allowed it, and the prince gave it to you. Boys … waiting for election. “

Lin Shu: “…”

Fine.

He can imagine it.

Ling Fengxiao came to power, and the ministers in the DPRK had some opinions. They wanted to quickly marry Ling Fengxiao, so that Her Royal Highness could not be justified.

Just … send the sons in?

Lin Shu looked at the dazzling boys outside and thought they were a little delusional.

The sons and daughters heard that His Royal Highness was hugged by other men to return to the temple, and immediately rushed over like a chicken that had been plucked.

Fine.

Anxious is okay, and excuseable. It’s just that they gathered outside and quacked, hindering Ling Fengxiao’s rest after all.

Lin Shu gently removed Ling Fengxiao’s fingers and pulled out her hand, and said lightly to the maid, “Take me out.”

The author has something to say: It is the aura of the main palace.