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Chapter 74

Feng Ning spent the whole night dissipating his spiritual energy for Qing Lang, but not long after Qing Lang woke up, he stopped doing this.

He has received spiritual power for 350 years, and it was the first time he radiated it outside, and he was still a little unskilled, so after the spiritual power was emitted, the color of his entire stone turned a little bit darker, and his body became colder, as if he was tired. It's the same.

Qing Lang likes this change very much, because it makes him feel that Feng Ning has come back to life.

No, he shouldn't think so, because Feng Ning is alive.

Qing Lang pressed a wing on Feng Ning's body, and said thank you softly to him.

Feng Ning didn't respond, but Qing Lang was still very happy.

Qing Lang circulated his spiritual power and dispelled the cold air in his body.

Before the sun came out, Qing Lang used his wings to sweep off the snow on Feng Ning's body piece by piece.

Therefore, when the sun rises, when the snow on other trees, mountains, and stones starts to melt, and the dripping dripping water flows down, Qinglang is already basking in the winter sun comfortably on Fengning’s pillow. .

After another 50 years, the world has become extremely hot.

Although there are ten suns in the sky, they all appear in rotation on weekdays. Only occasionally when they are mischievous, they will appear together, but they will return to normal soon.

But now, they have appeared in the sky for 20 consecutive days.

An old pagoda tree next to it has been smoky.

"Hey, that phoenix! Get me some water."

This was the first sentence he said after becoming a spirit. Due to being too hot, his voice was hoarse and rough, which sounded familiar.

Qinglang didn't want to help others at first, but when he thought that the old pagoda tree would become more lush in the future and provide Fengning with cooler shade, he flew to the riverside and used a big gourd to store some water for Fengning. locust tree.

Feng Ning was also extremely hot, her body was scorching hot like being burned, Qing Lang had nowhere to rest.

Qing Lang also tentatively poured some water on him, trying to cool him down, but the water made a sizzling sound as soon as it was sprinkled on it, and evaporated quickly.

After thinking for a while, Qing Lang used the spider king silk to wrap Feng Ning up again. With the spider king silk in his mouth, he planned to move Feng Ning.

"Where are you going? Do you want to move?" Huai Shu asked.

Qing Lang shook his head: "The weather is too hot, I want to take him to play in the water."

The locust tree was silent for a moment, then shook off some of the leaves that were curled and yellowed by the sun, and he said: "So the squirrel spirit is right, you phoenix has a brain problem."

Qing Lang didn't bother to refute, and took Feng Ning to fly up on his own, and finally put him in a pool of water.

This is a canyon, which is much cooler than other places, and the water is also cool, making it very comfortable in the hot summer.

Feng Ning seems to like it here very much.

It was too hot a while ago, and Fengning was also sickly.

His body was even a little rough from the sun, and it was no longer as smooth as before.

He was too lazy to absorb the spiritual power between heaven and earth, Qinglang forcefully sent it to him, and he reluctantly received it, but he was not very interested.

But now that Qing Lang moved him into the water, he gradually began to absorb spiritual power bit by bit.

Seeing the coolness here, Qing Lang originally wanted to stay here for a few years, but the weather is getting hotter and hotter.

Later, at noon, the sun would shine in from directly above the canyon, and the water in the pool became less and less hotter.

Qinglang's current body is a phoenix, not afraid of heat, but Fengning's body is not necessarily so.

Seeing that the fish in the pool died wave after wave, Feng Ning became obviously depressed and began to refuse to absorb spiritual power.

Qing Lang raised his head and glanced at the ten dazzling suns in the sky, and began to feel anxious.

It stands to reason that it is almost time for Hou Yi to shoot the sun down, why hasn't he acted yet?

Qing Lang was going to have a look.

He bid farewell to Fengning and went to look for Houyi.

Qinglang searched for a long time before finding Houyi on Riyue Mountain.

When Qing Lang finds Hou Yi, he has a red bow and white arrows on his back and is ready to go.

But the sun is too high, he has to cross mountains and rivers, and climb to the highest mountain in the world step by step to shoot down the sun.

So Qinglang let him step on his body, flew to a place higher than the mountains, and shot down the nine suns in the sky.

The sun was too hot, even if Qinglang was a phoenix, he couldn't bear it, every feather on his body curled up, several of them were scorched, and his flesh was so painful.

Hou Yi thanked Qing Lang, saying that it is really rare that a phoenix of his still considers the common people in the world.

Qing Lang shook his head and left.

He didn't care about the common people at all, he knew that Hou Yi would shoot down the sun one day, he just wanted to make this earlier so that his stone would suffer less.

Qing Lang didn't rest for too long, but flew back day and night.

He has been away for too long, he has been away for two full months.

They had never been apart for so long in hundreds of years.

But when Qing Lang returned to that canyon, when he saw Feng Ning, he almost went mad with anger.

——Under the cold moonlight, his stone was still standing in place, but there was a strange phoenix on his body.

The phoenix lay lazily on the stone, allowing the stone to convey spiritual power to him.

Qinglang's entire phoenix was about to burn with anger, but he still suppressed his anger and flew to the side, asking, "What are you doing?"

His throat was burned by the sun, and he was a little angry, and now he sounded rough and terrifying, which scared the strange phoenix.

The phoenix opened his eyes, saw Qinglang, and heaved a sigh of relief: "You are also a phoenix, you scared me, I thought it was..."

"What are you doing?" Qing Lang interrupted him with an even more hostile tone.

The phoenix also sensed that something was wrong, he stood up and said: "...I didn't want to do anything, it was this weird stone that moved first, so I stood on it and rested my feet, and it began to send me spiritual energy. You have never stopped losing to me for nine days in a row, you look like a fool, do you want to try it too?"

"Get lost." Qing Lang said coldly.

The phoenix saw that this fellow was not a good person, so it immediately shut up and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, return the spiritual power." Qing Lang said.

That Phoenix was reluctant to return it at first, but Qing Lang's eyes were too frightening, as if he could pounce on him immediately and fight him desperately.

Fenghuang hesitated for a moment, but in the end obediently returned his spiritual power, and left with his tail between his legs in despair.

After the phoenix left, Qing Lang stood on top of Feng Ning, with a gloomy expression on his face: "Why are you so stupid, even I can't recognize it, and someone else took advantage of it?"

Feng Ning's entire rock turned cold.

At the same time, his body oozes some cold dew under the moonlight, dripping wet... as if crying.

Qing Lang was stunned.

He soon realized that his tone was too scary and his words were too exaggerated.

He hastily apologized to Feng Ning: "...I'm sorry, I shouldn't say that about you. It's all my fault. I've been away for too long and made you scared, right? That's why I mistook that phoenix for me. He also tried his best to convey spiritual power to him."

The cold dew on the stone has stopped, but a layer of hoarfrost has formed again, as if he was wronged.

He hadn't been cleaned for two months. He was always clean, but now his body was covered with dust, fallen leaves and small stones.

Immediately afterwards, a small stone was suddenly manipulated by spiritual power and thrown onto Qing Lang.

Then he threw a second pebble, a third pebble, and a fourth pebble.

—he was angry.

This is the first time Fengning has done anything other than transmit spiritual power 400 years ago. Qing Lang was surprised, happy and distressed, so she hugged him lightly, rubbed her cheek against his body, and said sorry over and over again. .

I'm sorry I left you for so long and scared you.

Sorry, I know you were too flustered to recognize someone as me.

I'm sorry, I know you are afraid that I will leave, so you sent spiritual power to that phoenix as if to please you.

Sorry for coming back so late.

I know you miss me.

His throat was burned by the sun, and he still spoke hoarsely, but his tone was low and soft, as if he was lovingly coaxing his lover.

The layer of white frost on Fengning's body gradually melted away, and the coolness dissipated, and his body became warmer, but he still manipulated his spiritual power to throw a fallen leaf on Qinglang's face.

But no more stones were thrown.

This is dissatisfaction.

Qing Lang smiled lightly, closed his eyes, and hugged him even tighter.