"Then let her eat it first." Feng Xingying sighed and also ate the steamed buns.
Steamed Bun raised his head and glanced at Feng Xingying. His eyes seemed to be a little more focused and his voice was intermittent:
"Master, don't worry, I will protect my little master for you." Steamed Bun's voice became firmer:
"Xiao Xingying, please don't abandon me, okay? You are so weak. If I didn't protect you, you would be bullied. Do you believe me?"
"I will not abandon you." Feng Xingying stroked the steamed bun's soft fur soothingly. At this time, there was a tear in its apricot eyes.
Maybe it really was her steamed bun. Could it be that she thought of the tragedy of being abandoned by Feng Xingying when she was a child
I didn't expect that this incident would hurt Steamed Bun so deeply.
Feng Xingying tried his best to slow down his voice and communicate with Mantou: "Sandou, listen to me. I was too young at that time and didn't understand many things, so I was deceived. I was wrong. Can you forgive me for once? "
"No, you are not my little Xingying. My little Xingying is not like you. I promised the master to protect her, but I can't do it anymore. She doesn't want me anymore."
"Ji Jue, don't leave me." Steamed Bun suddenly burst into tears:
"Why do every one of my masters get killed? I want to be with my masters, but I really can't do anything.
Ji Jue, don't be afraid, I'm not a monster. I have swallowed your soul, but I will not hurt you. When we find the opportunity, we will fight back, and then I will help you get your body back.
I am not a greedy cat, I am really a mythical beast. My mother is a glutton and my father is a soul-eating beast. Actually, I don’t know what kind of monster I am.
Not only can I eat and accumulate a lot of spiritual power, I can also devour souls. I just heard that devouring souls is what evil beasts do. I am not that kind of low-level animal, and I have never dared to devoure souls.
This is my first time doing this. Master, don't hate me, I just want to help you. "
Afterwards, when he was full of steamed buns, he stopped talking and leaned in Feng Xingying's arms, falling asleep.
Feng Xingying was also full and fell asleep with Steamed Bun.
Huangfu Yiannian has made rapid progress in recent days, not only in terms of wisdom, but also in his application of the Crystal Talisman Sword Formation.
It seems that there were some things that were originally incomprehensible, but now people become smarter and understand the formation.
Huangfu, on the other hand, is more like a cultivator. He barely sleeps every day and only takes a nap for a quarter of an hour, which is basically the time he chooses to eat at Feng Xingying.
At other times, this person always practiced the sword formation while on duty for Feng Xingying.
Fortunately, this is the Kowloon City Palace, and with Emperor Ji Yun personally in charge, no one dares to cause trouble.
Or maybe, the time just hasn't come yet.
On the night of the ninth day, Huangfu finally saw what Feng Xingying had predicted.
The opponent was a very powerful spiritual saint, but with the help of the sword formation, Huangfu actually won.
This feeling is not bad, he actually defeated a spiritual saint.
After this night, it will be the tenth day.
Emperor Ji Yun, who was very patient, personally came to Feng Xingying's residence on the tenth day to inquire about the results.
Feng Xingying's answer was: "I'm sorry, I refuse."
"Why?"
"I'm just a little girl of low strength, not worthy of your superior position. I just want to live a few more days and don't want to get involved in your muddy waters."
"Feng Xingying, is this your answer to me? Do you not trust me? Do you think I, Ji Yun, can't even protect a little girl?"