As a victim of mixed-race madness, no one understands the pain better than him.

Moreover, with the divine Qi pressing harder and harder, it is still unknown what kind of future the world of cultivation will go to. Feng Ranzhou only hopes that Xie Wanyou can improve his strength and protect himself in this increasingly chaotic world. If he has another child, then

It will undoubtedly make Xie Wanyou's already weak body even worse. Just thinking about it makes Feng Ranzhou unbearable.

As a result, the two reached a consensus very rationally.

Finally...it became like this.

It took Xie Wanyou a long time to hold back a sentence: "...I want to take a shower."

Feng Ranzhou agreed and carried her into the hot spring.

When she finally came out, Xie Wanyou could no longer hold on and fell asleep. Feng Ranzhi dried the water on her body, placed her on the bed where the bedding had been changed, and leaned over to stroke the black hair on her temples.

Finally, he kissed her forehead gently.

…

When Xie Zhuoxing woke up that day, as usual, he subconsciously rolled to the side, but it did not fall into the familiar embrace.

Xie Zhuoxing was startled, and when he turned around, he found that his mother, who had been chatting with Uncle Fox last night, hadn't come back yet.

With doubts in mind, Xie Zhuoxing went to Feng Ranzhou's dormitory again.

It scratched the door tentatively and found that the door was not sealed this time. With a little force, it easily pushed the door open a crack.

Xie Zhuoxing understood and walked in naturally.

These days, Xie Wanyou always talks to Feng Ranzhou

"Talk about things", and once you start "talking about things", the door will be sealed, and the lifting of the seal means allowing it to enter.

Xie Zhuoxing walked through the door with light cat steps, stepped on the gorgeous carpet and walked to the bed. He raised his head and jumped up, then climbed up along the translucent white bed curtain, then twisted his butt and separated the layers with his head.

The bed curtain, got in.

After seeing the situation on the bed, Xie Zhuoxing's expression became serious.

——As expected, Uncle Fox deliberately deceived him last night just so that he could sleep with his mother!

That's too much!

Xie Zhuoxing flapped his wings angrily, letting himself land on Feng Ranzhou's chest.

Feng Ranzhou felt the weight on his chest. When he opened his eyes, he saw Xie Zhuoxing looking at him with his head lowered. His round gray-blue eyes contained three parts contempt, three parts disappointment and four parts condemnation. The ingredients were very complex.

Feng Ranzhi didn't understand what was going on in the cub's little head: "...What are you doing?"

Xie Zhuoxing condemned him angrily: "Uncle Fox, you lied to me again!"

Feng Ranzhou looked at it for a moment, pinched it casually, rubbed it in his hands, and raised the corners of his lips viciously: "Not only did I lie to you, I also bullied you."

Xie Zhuoxing: "..."

Damn uncle fox!

Xie Wanyou was awakened by the voices of the father and son. He squinted his eyes and turned around in confusion, asking: "What...what's wrong?"

Feng Ranzhou calmly tucked the cub into the quilt: "It's nothing, you can continue to sleep."

Xie Wanyou didn't sleep, rubbed his eyes, opened the bed curtains and saw the sky outside, and suddenly asked: "What time is it?"

Feng Ranzhou didn't expect that the first thing she would do when she arrived was to ask about the time, and his brows jumped: "It's already time, what's wrong?"

"Oops!" Xie Wanyou suddenly sat up in a state of dying illness, startling Xie Zhuoxing who had just crawled out from under the quilt.

Feng Ranzhou was also confused and frowned: "Do you have something important today?"

Xie Wanyou lifted up the quilt and got out of bed: "I didn't practice sword practice today!"

Feng Ranzhou: "..." Is this sword practice? Well, it was the time for deep love and affection, but the first thing she did after waking up was to practice sword practice?

The monk's recovery speed is very fast, not to mention that Xie Wanyou also took two pills to replenish qi and blood. Feng Ranzhou was unable to stop him, and Xie Wanyou fell on the bed. He watched her hurriedly put on her outer clothes and girded her belt.

Grab your sword and set out.

...It's no different from usual.

Feng Ranzhou: "..."

At this moment, his mood was a little complicated.

Why was the shyness and weakness that was promised so different from what he imagined?

Xie Wanyou went out, thought of something, turned back, leaned over and kissed Feng Ranzhou's side face: "See you later."

Feng Ranzhou: "..."

Xie Zhuoxing quickly stood up and waved his paws to show his presence: "Mother, Xiaobai is here too, give Xiaobai a kiss~"

"Okay, okay," Xie Wanyou picked it up and kissed it several times: "Kiss Xiaobai's bald head!"

The mother and son left with a smile, leaving Feng Ranzhou alone on the bed, full of complicated feelings.

Xie Wanyou was so calm and refreshed that he suddenly began to wonder who the person who cried so much on this bed last night was.

Feng Ran was silent for a long time, put on his clothes, and followed.

Xie Wanyou was practicing sword practice. After completing a set of sword moves, Xie Wanyou wiped his sweat with the handkerchief handed by Xie Zhuoxing's claws, and said to Feng Ranzhou, who was standing under the flower tree watching his sword practice: "Follow me to the dungeon to watch.

See? I developed a new medicine yesterday, and it works well."

Feng Ranzhou was a little surprised. Before he entered the refining room, Taoist Xuanyou had not yet given full authority to research the antidote to Fenxin Powder to Xie Wanyou. Moreover, he did not expect that Xie Wanyou now had the ability to develop the antidote.

.

"I didn't develop it entirely myself. Master Xuanyou was there to teach me," Xie Wanyou held his hand, holding a flower picked by the roadside in his other hand and sniffing it at the tip of his nose.

Feng Ranzhou looked at her profile: "It must be very hard."

After all, it is the poison that controls the entire Penglai Island. I want to develop a solution.

Medicine is certainly not that simple. Xie Wanyou is still relatively young and must have put in a lot of effort to keep up with the progress.

"Well, I checked a lot of information," Xie Wanyou said vaguely, and gave the flower to Xie Zhuoxing in his arms to smell it: "However, through this time, I also got a lot of ideas for developing antidotes, and gained a lot of useful information.

experience.”

Xie Zhuoxing smelled the flower curiously, then sneezed, covered his nose with his paws, and looked at the flower with wide eyes.

Xie Wanyou laughed.

The light fell on her face, and Feng Ranzhi couldn't tell whether it was the brightness of the light or Xie Wanyou's own glow.

They went to the dungeon, and Xie Wanyou showed him the effects of the new antidote.

Feng Ranzhou observed the Penglai Island disciples whose limbs were tied up on the stage: "In other words, now, in the entire world of cultivation, apart from Shenqi, you are the only one who can detoxify this poison?"

Xie Wanyou nodded: "That should be the case."

The two looked at each other and understood what the other meant.

Feng Ranzhou asked: "How early is the Wenxian Conference?"

Xie Wanyou recalled: "It was March 15th."

"Weird," Xie Wanyou squinted his eyes and muttered to himself: "This date seems a bit familiar..."

Before Xie Wanyou could figure out where this sense of familiarity came from, he was interrupted by the sudden arrival of Taoist Xuanyou.

Taoist Xuanyou was originally smiling, but when he saw Feng Ranzhou, his face instantly turned ugly: "Aren't you refining weapons? Why are you here?"

And... he glanced at Xie Wanyou, and his face obviously became more disgusting.

Xie Wanyou knew what Taoist Xuanyou had seen and coughed slightly, feeling a little ashamed.

Feng Ranzhou looked calm, still holding Xie Wanyou's hand and remaining unmoved under Taoist Xuanyou's glare.

Shameless male vixen!

Taoist Xuanyou secretly cursed Feng Ranzhou, and said to Feng Ranzhou in a bad tone: "You, come with me."

Xie Wanyou quickly asked: "Master, what are you going to do?"

Taoist Xuanyou glared at her with hatred: "What are you doing? I want to trick him into killing him, and then bury him in a mass grave!"

Xie Wanyou: "..."

Xie Wanyou didn't dare to say anything.

Later, Xie Wanyou learned that there was progress in the antidote for suppressing bloodline madness, and Taoist Xuanyou wanted to go with Feng Ranzhou to see the results of the experiment.

Xie Wanyou didn't go to see it, she was going to tell Sword Master Du Xuan about the advance of the Immortal Questioning Conference.

Sword Master Duxuan naturally already knew about such a major event, so he was not surprised. After asking her about what she had done recently, his tone clearly disagreed: "For you, it is more important to improve your swordsmanship now.

After finishing things over there, come back and practice sword practice as soon as possible."

Xie Wanyou was about to answer when suddenly someone came over aggressively and snatched the special communication talisman from her hand: "Who are you? You opened your mouth and told my apprentice to go back. Who do you think you are!"

Xie Wanyou was stunned: "..." Oh no.

Rong Du over there also fell silent when he heard these words.
Chapter completed!