At night, in the room, the spar lamp made of spar emits a warm red light.
Chen Fei is sitting on the edge of the bed. An Qingyu is dressing Chen Fei's wound.
Her face was full of concern and her tone was full of heartache.
"It's too dangerous. It's a seven heavy monster in the yuan territory. Don't do it alone in the future."
"Let General Yang send troops to help you.
This is an order from the king's capital, and he will still listen to it. "
Chen Fei smiled, took an Qingyu's hand and said, "it's all right. It's just a little injury."
"Of course, I will be more careful in the future."
An Qingyu knew Chen Fei's temper and didn't advise much. She took the basin to wash.
Chen Fei sighed slightly, and a sad look appeared in the corners of his eyes.
During this time, apart from completing his tasks, he spent a large part of his time on cultivation, and consumed a lot of fire crystals brought out from Wang Du.
However, their own strength has not recovered.
Now Chen Fei is still the same as the realm at the time of the lower boundary, only the realm of Yuan soul.
Such strength is enough to deal with people in the big inflammatory world.
However, for the task Chen Fei wants to complete, this strength is far from enough. We must find a way to restore our strength.
Chen Fei tried many methods to increase the amount of fire crystal and change the energy operation mode.
But it didn't work in the end, and the progress was very slow.
On the contrary, it is the faint burning sense of rejection, which is more obvious.
Chen Fei consumes a considerable part of his energy every day to resist this faint burning feeling.
This burning sense of rejection is the rejection of Chen Fei, an outsider by the big inflammatory world itself.
It is somewhat similar to the rejection of foreign body invasion by leukocytes in the human body.
To solve this sense of exclusion, Chen Fei really has no good way for a while.
After all, the yuan seal on his surface - split blade knife is simulated by the world tree yuan seal, so he can't integrate into the big inflammatory world and reduce the repulsion force like Song Jian and others.
Just when Chen Fei was sad, an Qingyu finished washing and gently leaned over and asked softly, "what's the matter, what's the matter with you?"
Chen Fei hugged an Qingyu, fell onto the big bed and said with a smile, "it's all right."
"Sapphire, it's getting late. We should have a rest."
"The light, the light hasn't been turned off --" I like to look at you. "
"I, I -- ah --"... After some intimacy, an Qingyu leaned softly against Chen Fei's arms with ruddy cheeks.
"By the way, there's one thing I almost forgot."
Chen Fei turned to an Qingyu and asked, "what's up?"
An Qingyu said, "well, these days, the daughter of governor Han ninghan asked me to go out and play. She said that there were some women she knew.
I want to ask, "can I go?"
Chen Fei was stunned and realized it.
When I came to zhennancheng, I was often busy because of my tasks. In addition, cultivation occupied a lot of time. I spent less time with an Qingyu.
Most of the time, an Qingyu stayed in the room, no one chatted or had fun.
Even if you have good clothes and food, someone will serve you.
But this is still too boring.
Thinking of this, Chen Fei couldn't help blaming himself. He gently touched an Qingyu's hair and said softly, "Qingyu, I'm sorry, I didn't accompany you."
"You can go out if you want. Don't ask me. Just follow your own ideas."
An Qingyu felt warm in her eyes.
After all, even as a princess, few people took the initiative to consider her ideas.
Not to mention, after her family fell, she was reduced to the yellow warbler tower, and her status plummeted, so no one respected her.
So now Chen Fei respects her ideas and lets her decide for herself, which makes an Qingyu very moved.
An Qingyu, who is soft in his heart and has always been passive, now takes the initiative to lean against Chen Fei.