Chapter 600

Ye Rufeng has a lot of fire in his heart, even if he yells at her, the fire in his heart will not decrease but increase.

Following Leng Xixue's questioning, his anger suddenly disappeared, like a handful of flying smoke, it disappeared without a sound.

Ye Rufeng sat there listlessly, even though he sensed the cold air emanating from the sword above, he remained indifferent.

"Are you planning to fend for yourself like this?"

Leng Xixue couldn't stand it anymore, and used her spiritual power to transform under him, condensing into a little bit of ice to support him to stand upright.

She bent down to inspect the condition of the spirit grass in the spirit grass garden, picked up a stalk of grass and sniffed it at the tip of her nose, "Fortunately, the time of destruction is not long, and the loss of spiritual power is not too much."

He could only turn the destroyed spirit grass into treasure.

She couldn't help but watch such a large spiritual grass garden disappear meaninglessly.

"It's too time-consuming to practice pills. If two people practice it, maybe it can be done. Will you... know how to make pills?" Leng Xixue turned around and asked Ye Rufeng.

After a while, he slowly shook his head.

"You don't know how to practice alchemy, what do you do to plant this piece of spiritual grass?" Leng Xixue was a little stunned.

She thought he was an alchemist, so he had a special liking for this spiritual grass garden.

"On a whim, planting for fun." Ye Rufeng chose to lie.

But this sentence is quite coded, like saying 'I'm just planting and playing, and I can do whatever I want when I'm unhappy, why should you meddle in my own business'.

Leng Xixue's starry eyes were gradually shrouded in shadow.

She was facing Ye Rufeng, but Ye Rufeng couldn't see her emotions at the moment.

The broken hair on her forehead fell down, casting a shadow that completely covered her eyes.

She is disappointed?

Ye Rufeng thought so.

Is her next step going to beat herself up, or turn around and leave?

It was impossible for him to let her beat him, so she could only choose the latter.

He watched her turn around slowly, walk slowly, go...

Walked into the spiritual grass garden again.

"It's too late for me to make pills by myself, so I can only make them into powder." She seemed to be talking to herself, as if nothing happened just now.

"Spirit grass is not the Chinese cabbage sold on the street. You can throw it away at will, which seems to be your style."

Ye Rufeng frowned lightly. In her eyes, what was he like?
Even he didn't realize it, he still cared about it.

But she could faintly feel that in her heart, at this moment, her impression of him was absolutely terrible.

"Has anyone ever told you that you are fat?" Ye Rufeng finally spoke, stepped in front of her, and snatched the spirit herb she picked up in her hand.

Leng Xixue was only stunned for half a second, then smiled self-deprecatingly, "If you're afraid of death, it won't be me."

If she was afraid of death, she would have died without a burial place at the beginning, and she would not have created a fairy body.

Many times when faced with a crisis, she would run as long as she could, not because she was afraid of death, but because she cherished her life.

No one understands the value of life better than her, and she has died no less than three times.

"I'll take care of my own affairs, you can stay if you want." Ye Rufeng stared at her for a long time with calm eyes, and walked back to the bamboo house with the spirit grass.

"What are you doing with me?"

He stopped suddenly.

"You said it yourself, I stayed if I wanted to, but after a while, you want to go back on your word?" Leng Xixue didn't feel guilty at all, and followed him closely every step of the way.

She wanted to see what he was going to do with the spirit grass.

She wouldn't mind throwing them away.

(End of this chapter)

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