MTL - Supreme Demon-Chapter 2 Lonely and dependent

C_t; "Little wind, I know you will not leave your sister!"

The girl ran over and threw herself in front of the bamboo bed, tearing her eyes. [Super look good]

She clung tightly to Ling Feng, and her body trembled. Two lines of tears rolled and fell.

"Little wind, everyone said that you can't live, but my sister firmly believes that you still read your sister."

"You are finally alive."

Ling Qing grabbed Ling Feng’s little hand and put it in his arms, tears, and said. “The little wind is cold, my sister will help you warm.”

Ling Feng's eyelids trembled, his mouth could not be said, he died and resurrected, and his body was cold.

Even though it was once Wu Sheng, he could face the sincere and simple feelings of this "Miss Sister", and he could not help but cry.

"The wind is not crying, my sister is here."

Ling Qing is even more pleasantly surprised. Ling Feng’s hand is in the chest, for fear that this is a dream.

"water……"

For a moment, Ling Feng used all his strength and spit out a word. His throat was dry and cracked.

"Sister, let's get it."

Ling Qing slammed into the ground and hurriedly took a kettle. The kettle was crumpled and burnt like mud.

She sipped a bite, and her face was hot, but she did not hesitate. She kissed the cracked lips of Lingfeng and kissed the water in her mouth and plunged into the mouth of Lingfeng little by little.

At this moment, Ling Feng consciousness stunned, feeling a lilac tongue, is opening his teeth.

"Hey, hey..."

A few mouthfuls of underwater belly, Ling Feng's temperament eased a few points, the cold body, is a little warmer.

However, what shocked him was that the young lady Ling Qing was actually crossing the water, and the kind of warmth made him warm. ()

"Afraid, she always did this?"

Ling Feng’s heart was stunned and the corners of his eyes were wet. This poor girl did not know that the real Ling Feng was dead.

This is a simple, but lonely girl who makes him pity and can't bear to hurt.

Daddy, his mouth moved, and was smashed by the lilac tongue. A bulging thing fell into his mouth along the lips, and the beans were large, accompanied by a cool medicinal fragrance.

"Fostering Dan?!" Ling Feng suddenly surprised.

"Is this not the beginning of the month, how can there be a spirit?"

According to his understanding from the memory of Juvenile Ling Feng, Shenwu College will issue this kind of spiritual linger at the end of each month, but now it is only at the beginning of the month.

Where did this come from? !

"Hey, today's college actually issued medicinal preparations in advance;" Ling Qing smirk, very happy.

"This silly girl can't make a decent reason?"

Ling Feng eyes are moist, my heart is moved.

Obviously, it is impossible for Shenwu College to issue medicinal herbs in advance. Lingqing is afraid of eating a lot of bitterness for this kind of raising the spirit.

The entrance to the nutrient Dan was formed, and a fragrant liquid was formed, which poured into the abdomen and caused his blood to recover a little.

"..."

Soon after, Ling Qing also climbed onto the bamboo bed, like an octopus, firmly holding Ling Feng in his arms, using the thin and petite body to dispel the coldness of Ling Feng...

In the morning, a ray of sunshine penetrated through the gaps of the thatched cottage and fell on Ling Feng.

His eyelids trembled and gently opened his eyes. The purpose was a sallow, black-black arm with a shocking blood mark on his face.

Ling Feng’s heart can’t help but hurt.

Immediately, he saw a sallow, thin face, chapped lips, black eyes, Xiao Qiong nose with a blood mark, a few dry hair, falling on the side, her mouth slightly tilted, even in her sleep They are still smiling.

This girl is Ling Qing!

It is now autumn, the cold wind is bleak, but Ling Qing body, only wearing a patch of gray clothing, the gray clothes have shocking blood marks, like a whip pulled out.

"Miss sister..."

Ling Feng’s eyes are sour, I am afraid that the one that raises the spirit Dan is that she exchanged for this kind of injury?

This silly girl!

Ling Feng was distressed, and Ling Qing paid too much for "he".

He can imagine that a young girl is lonely and unrecognizable, and she will take the young hurricane back and take care of it. She will give the best to the latter, and she will be skinny...

Even in her sleep, she was holding the wind tightly, for fear that he was cold, for fear that he would disappear.

This is a poor and stunned girl, let Ling Feng distressed convulsions.

"Little wind, are you awake?"

Ling Qing’s body trembled, and he woke up from his sleep. His eyes flashed a happy color, and he hurriedly climbed up and ran out.

Soon after, I heard the sound of firewood and fire.

A bowl of millet porridge, a dried herb leaf.

This is the first meal after Ling Feng’s rebirth, no taste and no taste, but it is very warm.

"Miss sister, you can eat too!"

Ling Feng looked at Ling Qing, urging the latter, let her eat it quickly, or it would be cold.

"Sister is not hungry, can you eat?"

Ling Qing held the sallow face with his hands and smiled. He pushed a bowl of clear water porridge in front of him to the front of Ling Feng.

"Not hungry..."

Ling Feng’s heart hurts, like something is blocked, the hands are stiff, the eyes are wet, this silly girl, can you make a worse reason?

"Miss sister, my body is just right, can't eat too much, if you don't eat it, it will be wasted." Ling Feng pushed the bowl of water porridge to Lingqing.

"Ok!"

Ling Qing smiled sweetly, picked up the porridge of clear water, swallowed it in a big mouth, and finished eating a few mouthfuls. Then he poured a grain of rice left at the bottom of the bowl and carefully dialed it into the mouth.

"Lonely and bitter!"

Ling Feng’s heart hurts, it’s such a simple thatched cottage, it’s such a porridge wild vegetable, but Ling Qing is as sweet as it is.

"He" is too failed!

If it weren't for him, I was afraid that Ling Qing had already advanced to the third-level martial arts, and maybe even hoped to enter the inner door.

"If you can't let this girl, live a good life, if this girl is still bullied, I would rather not live this life."

"Yu Feng, Ao Yue, you are waiting for me, I will definitely pay for your blood debt!"

"Since it is born again, then Lao Tzu will trample on all the geniuses, whoever dare to smother my sister, then all will die!"

At this moment, Ling Feng’s eyes sparkled with brilliance, although it was still weak, but it gave people a feeling of domineering.

He didn't ask Ling Qing how the injury came from, because he would step back all the humiliation and pain.

Two days later, Ling Feng had the nourishment of the nourishing spirit, and the injury was healed, and he could barely get out of bed.

"This body is too waste!"

Ling Feng had just walked two steps and stopped. He was panting and his feet were picking up.

He looked at the same skinny self and could only grin.

"Look at it, you can't worry about practicing that kind of practice. You must first make yourself strong." Ling Feng thought softly.

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