The group's beloved wife: She is the phoenix, she is the king

Chapter 501 The delayed sequelae

What should be will be what will happen, it just depends on time.

--Inscription

Ruochen saw some spider webs appearing in the cave and whispered, "I haven't seen it for so many days, could it have escaped?"

"Tsk, escape?" Fan Nuoxi pointed at the ground, and the formation suddenly glowed with light. The nightmare tapir trapped in the formation gradually changed from stone back to stone. "It has to be able to escape!"

After a while, the tapir slowly woke up.

Perhaps it was because of the height of the viewing angle and because the dream tapir knew it was in the wrong, but after it saw clearly who was in front of it, it quickly huddled into a ball and dared not look up.

Fan Nuoxi slowly squatted down and sneered, "You have the guts to do whatever you want in my territory, why don't you dare look me in the face?"

The Nightmare Tapir trembled when he heard the voice and whispered, "I was wrong."

"I didn't come to you today to listen to you say this! If an apology is useful, can the damage suffered be reversed on its own?" Fan Nuoxi flicked Meng Mo's forehead with his finger, "Look up and look at me!"

"Yes, master—" The dream tapir released the claws that were covering its eyes with tears in its eyes and slowly looked towards Fan Nuoxi.

Fan Nuoxi turned her wrist, and the shadow of the fruit that caused her to become like this appeared in front of Meng Mo, "Have you ever seen this fruit?"

Meng Mo suppressed his fear and looked at it carefully for a while. "I've seen this fruit before."

"Oh? Where have you seen me?" Fan Nuoxi continued to ask.

Meng Mo said timidly, "I planted this fruit."

"Then do you know the origin of this fruit?" Ruochen's hands tightened slightly in his sleeves.

If this fruit was planted by it, then there is nothing unusual about me eating it, so doesn't that mean it is also related to it?

Meng Mo shook his head. "I only know that the fruit is good for me. I don't remember much else."

"Then how did you get the seeds of this fruit?" Ruochen asked unwillingly.

"I forgot too, but I've had them since I came here," the Nightmare Tapir said truthfully, "I only know that those seeds are very important to me."

"But I'm not sure why exactly."

Hearing this, Fan Nuoxi removed the formation from the nightmare tapir, held it in his arms, and placed one hand on its head.

The dream tapir felt a warmth coming from its head and instinctively wanted to resist, but this person was Fan Nuoxi, and its strength was not stronger than hers, not to mention... it could only submit obediently.

Clusters of flowing light emerged from the dream tapir and slowly entered Fan Nuoxi's brows.

After a moment, Fan Nuoxi sighed softly and put the dream tapir back to the ground.

"What happened yesterday is what you will get today. Since you are willing to mend your ways, you should practice well here in the future."

Fan Nuoxi reached out and touched the dream tapir's head. A green mist slowly left the dream tapir's body and then turned into a dark green bead and fell into Fan Nuoxi's hand.

"Xixi, what is this?" Ruochen felt that the bead gave him an uncomfortable aura and asked subconsciously.

Fan Nuoxi did not answer Ruochen. He put the things into his sleeves and stared at Meng Mo. "What did you do wrong? Now I'm taking away your demon essence and letting you practice again. Do you accept the punishment?"

The Dream Tapir, whose demon essence was taken away, felt a sense of relief. A power that made it comfortable was slowly flowing into its body. Its eyes gradually became clear, and it said respectfully, "Thank you, Master, for not killing me. I will practice hard and live up to your expectations!"

"Since you call me master, you will practice with me in the future. For the sake of convenience, how about you call me Zhaozhao?" Fan Nuoxi rubbed its head and said gently.

Zhao Zhao suppressed the joy in his heart and said with restraint, "Thank you for the name, Master. Zhao Zhao is willing to stay by your side forever!"

Feng Qingqing, who witnessed all this, said sourly, "Now there's another annoying guy who wants to steal my master!"

Ruochen pursed his lips. Although he didn't say anything, it was obvious that he was on the same side as Feng Qingqing.

Xixi collects one today and one tomorrow. There will be a lot of trouble in the future...

For no reason, Fan Nuoxi laughed in his heart and said, "Your foundation is unstable now, so you should practice well here in the future and never cause any more trouble. Do you understand?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several storage bags appeared in front of Zhao Zhao.

"Tomorrow, when I'm not with you, you can deal with the things in this bag yourself..."

Zhao Zhao bowed his head and said, "Thank you for the gift, Master. Zhao Zhao will definitely keep it in mind."

Before leaving, Zhao Zhao gave the seeds of the fruit to Fan Nuoxi.

After leaving the cave, Ruochen finally couldn't bear his questions and curiosity anymore.

"Xixi, are you going to let it go so easily?"

"And what about the cause and effect you mentioned? What about the demon element?"

"Xixi, do you really want to leave it here?"

Fan Nuoxi yawned, "The secret cannot be revealed. If you have nothing else to do, I'm going to sleep!"

After saying this, Fan Nuoxi turned into wind and disappeared.

"Hey, hey, Xixi, actually... I have some information about that fruit here!" Ruochen hurriedly chased after him.

Perhaps it was because Fan Nuoxi was too nervous these days, or perhaps for other reasons, Fan Nuoxi set up a barrier as soon as he returned to the room, took off the Seven-Colored Sun in his hand, put the dream tapir's demon essence in a box and put it into the spirit ring, then fell asleep as soon as he lay on the bed.

Ruochen, who arrived late, naturally ended up disappointed, and the same went for Feng Qingqing.

Two days later.

Fan Nuoxi opened the door refreshed.

"I slept so comfortably. I wonder how Ruochen and Aqing are doing?"

As he was speaking, Fan Nuoxi suddenly noticed an unusual smell in the air.

When she followed the trace of the breath, she saw Ruochen with disordered breathing and Feng Qingqing who was extremely anxious.

Ruochen's body was mixed with some green mist, black mist and some golden spiritual power, and he looked like something unexpected could happen to him at any time.

Feng Qingqing looked at Fan Nuoxi as she appeared, as if she had seen a savior.

"Master, please take a look at him! He seems to be dying!"

Fan Nuoxi nodded and said, "Stay away from him for now. I need to see his specific situation."

She walked forward, ignoring Ruochen's oppressive aura, pressed a few of his major acupoints, knocked Ruochen unconscious with her hand, then carried Ruochen on her shoulder and took him to the room where Ruochen had lived for the past few days.

Such smooth movements made Feng Qingqing open her mouth in surprise.

Is it just...that simple?

Ruochen's room.

Fan Nuoxi separated himself from the others, placed Ruochen on the cushion, sat opposite him, and cast a spell to steady Ruochen's body.

She used her skill to press other acupoints on Ruochen.

After a while, a green mist rushed out of Ruochen's eyes, and Ruochen spat out a mouthful of blood and fell down.

Fan Nuoxi took out Zhao Zhao's demon essence and quickly set up a formation to capture the green mist that wanted to attack her.

When the green mist saw a large net woven by a formation coming towards it, it dodged flexibly several times, but it could not resist the temptation of Fan Nuoxi's hand with the demon energy.

After running away for a while, he was finally captured by Fan Nuoxi.

Fan Nuoxi pulled the net tightly, and a dark green flower slowly revealed its true form. "Sure enough, I shouldn't have left you as a problem in the first place."

Feng Qingqing asked with lingering fear, "Master, what is this?"

"Demon poison." Fan Nuoxi put the thing into the bag and explained.

Feng said anxiously, "Didn't this...thing...be extinct a long time ago?"

"You and I know about this matter. Don't tell Ruochen for now." Fan Nuoxi said seriously.

But subconsciously, my mind recalled the strange things that happened to me in that hall.

It seems that this place is not suitable for staying any longer.

Feng Qingqing originally wanted to say something, but after seeing Fan Nuoxi's reaction, she flew out.

"Master, Qingqing, go out and keep watch first. Call me if you have anything else to say!"

"Ok!"

As Feng Qingqing walked away, Fan Nuoxi quickly cast a spell to send Ruochen to a small couch not far away.

"Look at how frail you are. You need my help every now and then. I don't know why you keep fighting with your own body!"

Fan Nuoxi said with disdain, but her hand honestly took Ruochen's pulse.

"Forget it, it's all my fault. I hope you can learn your lesson this time!"

After he finished muttering, Fan Nuoxi cast a spell to make Ruochen sit cross-legged. After pressing a few acupoints on his back, Fan Nuoxi injected his own magic power into Ruochen.

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This chapter's screenwriter: Fan Nuoxi

Art Director: Ruochen

Friendly performance: Yao Yuan