Marrying a sick dragon

Chapter 100

Han Tao looked at him seriously, "I miss you."

His voice was deep and deep, with nostalgia and tenderness that were easy to indulge in. His tall figure covered Fu Mingxu tightly, and the scorching breath sprinkled on his ears.

The high fever falling on his thigh made him unable to ignore it, Fu Mingxu's face turned red all of a sudden, and he muttered: "We are together every day, what is there to think about."

The bed curtain was lowered by the aura that popped up between the fingers, the light around the two of them was blocked, and each other's breath intertwined and merged in the small space where only the two of them were.

Maybe it was because the flames jumping in those golden eyes were too hot, Fu Mingxu couldn't help but tilt his head slightly, his slender neck was glowing with jade color, like a piece of fine suet white jade.

The slight tingling sensation from the skin of his neck made him tremble all over. Han Tao didn't answer his words, and used his actions to fully explain that his "missing" for him was not mixed with any water.

"Um.."

The setting sun was setting, the moon was rising, and until the dawn of the sky, Fu Mingxu had no chance to separate his thoughts from other things.

When he woke up, he subconsciously waved his arm to the side, but it was in vain.

Fu Mingxu woke up subconsciously, and only when he saw the familiar curtains did he recall the memories. The soreness in his body made him unable to get up for a long time, his head was dizzy, and there was a sense of confusion that he couldn't tell what year it was.

After a delay of more than half an hour, he reluctantly got up.

The body in the green shirt was extremely refreshing, and there was no other discomfort except the soreness afterwards. Fu Mingxu simply tied up his hair, rubbed his neck, and felt a more obvious pain when he accidentally touched a piece of skin.

"Hiss." Then he turned into a water mirror, and sure enough, he saw many layers of tooth marks and purple-red marks on the reflection of his own neck.

When the love was strong, the golden dragon had already turned into a wolf dog, trapped him in his arms, licked and gnawed, wishing to devour him.

After Fu Mingxu took care of the traces all over his body, it was already an hour.

He pushed open the door and sent a message to Han Tao, asking where he was.

"Take care of some things about the City Lord's Mansion." Han Tao's voice was as usual, completely different from last night's madness, "Do you want to come over?"

Remembering that nothing major happened between the two of them recently, Fu Mingxu felt that he should be going crazy intermittently last night, so he didn't think much about it.

He blew the wind by the lake for a while, stood under the willow tree and squinted his eyes to look at the clouds, "No, I'll go to Shen Ange's shop to get some herbs."

In the end, he rejected Han Tao's proposal to let Han Zhengzhi follow him.

The sun is just right, and it is a good place to go out.

Shen Ange's shop is not far from here, so Fu Mingxu chose to walk out.

When he was in the bustling crowd, he felt the fireworks in the world again, and his heart inexplicably settled down.

The Dragon Clan doesn't like to hang out outside, most of them practice in the secret realm behind the mountain in Yunhan City. Fu Mingxu doesn't know what happened to Ao Yushu, who once had a feud with Han Tao, but with the kindness of the leader of the Dragon Clan from the previous generation, according to Han Tao His xinxing will not do anything to him.

Fu Mingxu never asked more questions, so he didn't know that Ao Yushu had already been sent back to the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan by the priest.

Except for the dragon race, Yunhan City is still dominated by the human race.The shops on both sides of the main street are very lively, and the stable life has not been affected by the wind and rain outside.

However, Fu Mingxu did not expect that he would meet Fu Shanqing on the road.

The other party was sitting in a wheelchair, his former high spirits had long dissipated, his eyes seemed to be covered by haze, his expression was dull, and he was being pushed by the Fu family.

Beside him, there is no longer the shadow of the former hugging.

Fu Mingxu noticed that most of the vitality in his body had dissipated, even his face looked older than ordinary people of the same age, and his whole body showed a dead air of dead wood in winter.

He didn't come forward, even though the Fu family recognized him.

Fu Shanqing lowered his head, as if he didn't care who was pushing him, and the bustling street had nothing to do with him.Fu Haoren died, and he survived by luck, but he never had a chance with Xiantu, only this remaining life.

If it wasn't for his father being the head of the Fu family, I'm afraid he wouldn't even have a place to stay.

Memories of the past are like passing clouds. When Fu Shanqing's mind was withdrawn from the unspeakable thoughts, the back of the green shirt, which was as tall and straight as a green bamboo, had disappeared at the corner of the street.

"It's fate." He said in a low voice.

The cycle of cause and effect, the way of heaven is unpredictable, under the storm, who can be alone.

Fu Mingxu didn't show his power to Fu Shanqing, nor did he have any so-called happy enmity, the two just passed by like this, like two breezes that had met briefly before, blowing past without a trace.

He walked slowly towards Shen Ange's shop without looking back.

He thought about the matter of the cut off of the ladder, or sent a message to Xianjun Siyang to ask carefully. Whether it is experience or understanding of the cut off of the ladder, the one who first discovered the cut off of the ladder must know the most.

Xianjun Siyang didn't reply immediately, Fu Mingxu knew not to be in a hurry, walked through the alley, and stopped at the door of the shop that he had visited countless times.

Chang Bo was still busy at the counter. It was already autumn, and the temperature of the high-altitude scorching sun had weakened a bit, but the banyan tree at the entrance of the alley did not show any signs of withering and yellowing, and its branches and leaves were so lush that it seemed that spring had just passed.

Fu Mingxu walked in calmly, Chang Bo saw his eyes lit up, and shouted: "Young Master Fu, sit down first, I'll come when I'm busy."

There were seven or eight monks picking and choosing in front of him, and after sweeping away the pills on the counter, they thought it wasn't enough, but there were none, so he had to leave a little disappointed.

"Is there any Huichun Pill?" Just as the front foot left, four more came on the back foot. As soon as they entered the door, they hurriedly asked, "We want Huichun Pill."

Rejuvenation Pill is a regular elixir among monks. Although the grade is not high, it has a good effect of replenishing blood and restoring physical strength. It is really a must-have product for monks when they go out and stay at home.

Fu Mingxu always pays attention to the pills subconsciously. When he heard the word Huichundan, his eyes that were boring just now glanced over.

Those four people carried long swords on their backs, and the clothes on their bodies were very similar to those of the inner disciples of the Sword Sect he had seen, but the workmanship and texture were quite different.

It should be an outer disciple of Jianzong.

However, how could the disciples of Jianzong appear in Yunhan City?

As we all know, Yunhan City is under the jurisdiction of the Dragon Clan, and neither needs the protection of the Immortal Sect, nor does it conflict with the Immortal Sect, and never cares whether the family disciples and residents in it join the Immortal Sect.

Therefore, there is a rare harmony in Yunhan City, and because it is far away from the major fairy trails, few disciples of the Immortal Sect appear in the city.

Thinking of this, Fu Mingxu suddenly remembered that the seven people who had just left in front seemed to be wearing the clothes of disciples of a certain sect.

He stood in one place, silently observing the four people who bought pills.

After discovering that all the Rejuvenating Pills had been bought, they bought up some other pills in the counter, leaving only a few bottles on the shelf.

Fu Mingxu didn't make a sound, looking thoughtfully at their leaving figures.

I don't know if it was a coincidence that the two groups of people happened to buy out the elixir in the shop that healed the wounds and returned to the blood.

"Mr. Fu, are you here to look for our young lady?" Chang Bo skillfully cleaned up the counter, and said apologetically, "It's just a coincidence that the Shen family has something to do today, the young lady went back to the Shen family, and Miss You accompanied her. "

Fu Mingxu was stunned for a moment, and it took him two breaths to realize that the Miss You he was talking about was You Shu.

That's unfortunate.

"Do you have elixir herbs here?" Fu Mingxu glanced at the empty counter, with a comfortable smile on his lips, "It doesn't matter what."

The elixir herbs in the City Lord's Mansion had already been purified by him, and there were still some elixir herbs stored in the Heaven and Earth Profound Mirror. He always liked to hoard them, and he also liked to encounter some elixir herbs that he didn't have outside as a surprise.

Uncle Chang stroked his beard, took out a storage bag from his cuff, handed it to him and said, "Miss specially confessed that you don't buy the elixir herbs collected in our shop, and all of them are for you to make alchemy."

Fu Mingxu nodded, and was not polite at the moment. He took the storage bag and opened it for a rough look.

The spirit herbs inside were divided into two piles, one pile exuding spiritual energy was naturally common spiritual herbs in the cultivation world, while the other pair exuding magic energy was obviously a unique herb in the Demon Realm.

He saw that the space occupied by the pile of magical herbs was about five times the size of the spiritual herb, and he deeply suspected that You Shu had looted all the medicinal herbs in the Demon Realm before leaving, and there were some rare and rare ones among them.

Uncle Chang skillfully handed him the storage bag, "Fortunately, I saved the elixir for sale before you came back, otherwise you really wouldn't have it if you asked me for it."

Fu Mingxu's eyebrows twitched, and he looked up after taking the storage bag, "Are these monks not only buying pills, but also elixir herbs, come to Yunhan City to buy them?"

Or is there another secret realm around here?

Soon, Uncle Chang's next words cleared his doubts, "You don't know, a month ago, suddenly many monks became demonic, many unsuspecting villages and small sects were attacked, and the demonic energy continued to increase. The spiritual energy in the Cangling Continent is getting less and less, and many people are afraid that they will run out of pills in the future, so there is a trend of buying pills and spiritual herbs."

"After all, apart from running exercises, this elixir is the best way to replenish aura."

In a life-and-death struggle, the consumption of elixir will indeed play an important role in the battle situation.

It's just that the demon energy has increased, Fu Mingxu can't help but think of the appearance of the Cangling Continent in another time and space after hearing this.

The living beings are overwhelmed, the aura is thin, and a single elixir is hard to find.

"Mr. Fu, what's the matter with you?" Chang Bo's worried voice sounded.

Fu Mingxu suddenly woke up from a trance, and he told himself that now Hantao will no longer be possessed, and everything that happened to Cangling Continent will definitely not happen again.

The hand holding the storage bag kept tightening, and his eyes fell on the banyan tree branches swaying in the wind at the entrance of the alley, and his eyes gradually became firm.

No, Han Tao's fate has been broken, and he will definitely not end up falling into the devil and self-destructing.No matter how difficult it is, as long as he can find a way to solve the broken ladder, not only can his father come out safely, but they can also have a broader fairyland.

"I'm fine, I'm just thinking about something." Fu Mingxu put away the storage bag and smiled at him.

He thought so, but when he said goodbye to Uncle Chang, and when he went out of the alley and saw the Zongmen monks going to and fro on the main street, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious.