Chapter 8
"Have you had enough trouble?" Just as the old man and the old lady reached out to touch Feixue, Si Shen suddenly yelled, attracting the old man and the old lady to look up.

"Hmph, I don't have a sense of humor at all." The old man took the lead and turned around, grabbed the ground with his bare hands, waited for the wreckage of the weapon to fly up, waved and hugged the wreckage in his arms and walked towards the thatched hut. Without further ado, he threw Feixue into the old lady's arms, and then walked into the thatched cottage.

"Hey!" The old lady, who managed to hold Feixue in her arms, glared fiercely at the old and the young who walked into the hut, and was surprised to find a pair of eyes in her arms looking at her carefully, and the old lady couldn't help coughing.

"Boy, why are you with the brat?" The old lady looked like she was asking questions, but Feixue didn't say a word, she just turned her head and looked in the direction where Sishen disappeared, curious about the relationship between these three people up.

"Baby?" Seeing that Feixue ignored her, the old lady couldn't help shouting again, but seeing Feixue staring at the door of the thatched cottage, she couldn't help but snort coldly.

"I'm still breathing." Muttering like this, the old lady walked into the hut with Feixue in her arms, with an effortless appearance, and she couldn't tell that she was an old man at all.

After entering the house, the old man disappeared to nowhere, and Si Shen sat on the seat as if he was at his own home. Seeing the old lady walk in, he just looked up.

The old lady also ignored Sishen, and carried Feixue into the small room next to her. Before entering, Feixue smelled the mixed herbs and looked at the small room curiously.

There were a lot of medicinal herbs on the rows of cabinets inside, and when she was looking carefully, Feixue asked someone to put them on the table beside her, and then a burst of cold came from her feet, which brought Feixue back to her senses and looked at the old man. too.

"It's a pity! A good pair of feet was ruined." The old lady murmured regretfully while applying medicine to Feixue's feet.

Is it a pity?Feixue looked down at her feet. On her snow-white skin, wounds were scattered all over the place. It was shocking to see the deep and shallow ones, but her body had long been used to such pain, so much so that when she took the medicine, she even froze. There is no wrinkle, except when the old lady deliberately grabs her hard.

"He's also a ruthless person!" The old lady looked at Feixue who was looking up, and murmured something to herself, which caused more doubts to flash in Feixue's eyes.

"Let me see if there are any other wounds." The old lady grabbed Feixue's hand as she said, and was about to check whether Feixue had other wounds, but she froze in surprise, looking dumbfounded at what Feixue had. At a loss for a moment, he hurriedly began to take off Feixue's clothes, and couldn't help but gasped when he saw the bellyband.

"Old man, old man!" The old lady's heart-piercing roar startled Feixue, and made the old man rush in from the door.

"What's the matter? What's the matter? What did you do again?" The old man looked around at the herbs on the shelf as soon as he entered the door.

"You're going to die, you still have the heart to take care of your grass, this is a girl!" The expression on the old lady's face was exactly the same as that on the old man's face, and Si Shen, who was sitting outside the door, turned out to be just looking unkind. Glanced.

(End of this chapter)

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